why did you invite me to your wedding?
Thread Topic: why did you invite me to your wedding?
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“You’re welcome, baby~” Chris said with a smile, kissing Mason’s cheek before going back to eating his ice cream.
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Mason smiled and kissed his jaw, then continued to eat and turn his attention back to the movie.
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(another mAgIcAl tS- lol)
“Mm, you wanna watch another movie?” Chris asked as he hugged Mason close, the two of them now cuddling on the couch. “Or maybe we could go play video games in my room?” -
(Lmfao real)
‘I don’t mind,’ Mason said, resting his head on his chest. ‘Whatever you want.’ -
“Ooor, we could just- make out a little~” Chris half joked, chuckling softly as he hugged Mason close.
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Mason laughed, kissing his lips. ‘I wouldn’t mind that~’
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Chris smiled happily and wrapped his arms around Mason’s waist, deepening the kiss as he pressed their bodies together.
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Mason wrapped his arms around his neck, closing his eyes and kissing him back.
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Chris hummed softly with pleasure as he held Mason close, his hands moving to his hips. He didn’t happen to hear the front door open and also happened to not hear his parents walk in, too enamored in the kiss. He only quickly pulled away when he heard a gasp, looking over to see his parents standing over them. “Mom, Dad, I-“ “What the f--- is this??” Chris’ father asked, glaring at the two.
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Mason jumped away from Chris, blushing deeply. He didn’t say anything, looking to his boyfriend, then his parents.
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“It’s- I can explain-“ Chris tried to speak, his hands trembling. “What is there to explain?! That you’re a f-----?!” Chris’s father shouted, pulling his son off the couch. “Why the f--- are you making out with this- this trannie?!” “Dad, you can’t call Mason that!” Chris exclaimed, anger rising in his voice.
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Mason’s heart sank, his stomach twisting at those words. Trannie. He looked down, trying not to cry. ‘I-I’m going to go,’ he said quietly, standing up.
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“No, Mason, please-“ “No,” Chris’ father spoke, putting an arm out in front of Chris. “I think you should, Maya.” Chris clenched his hands into fists, anger rising as his father deadnamed his boyfriend. “His name is Mason, not Maya,” he said sternly, glaring at his father. “You better shut the f--- up, you little s---,” his father said, grabbing his son by the collar of his shirt and pulling him closer. “This is f---ing disgusting, you sick f----“
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Mason watched with tears in his eyes, hands shaking. He grabbed Chris’s hand and tried to yank him away from his father. ‘L-Let go of him,’ he said shakily.
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“Jared, darling, please don’t hurt him-“ Chris’ mother spoke up, a look of confusion, hurt and fear on her face. “No! Teresa, he’s f---ing gay, how are you not disgusted?!” Jared shouted, letting go of Chris and shoving him back. “Especially the fact that he’s dating a girl who thinks she’s a boy!” “He is a guy!” Chris shouted, moving to Mason’s side and grabbing his hand, “and his name is Mason!”
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