After a long absence from fan fiction all together, I have returned!
Stockholm Syndrome will continue, but this is a more important story...at least in my opinion.
This story is dedicated to the love of my life, Paul.
Babe, you are the best boyfriend ever. You have been the biggest support throughout my entire gender transition, you are my best friend, my castmate in the RHPS shadow casts, and my everything. It's so weird how we always end up either playing or cosplaying characters that normally no one would ever ship. I guess that's how I got the story name.
Anyway, START THE FUCKING MOVIE...i mean, STORY!
PRELUDE:
The front door opens and closes. He's back from his late night shift.
"Rocky!" he calls out to me. "I'm home!"
I walk out of the bathroom where I had been drying off after my shower. I smile the moment I see him and run into his waiting arms. He wraps one arm around my waist and the other rubs the length of my back.
He laughs softly and plants a gentle kiss on the top of my head. "I see you missed me too!" I grunt in response. He sighs. "Now, Rocky, I know you can tell me more than that."
It's true. I've been learning english slowly but surely. Though I can not yet convey how much I love him in full sentences, I can still say the gist of what's on my mind.
"Rocky…missed…Brad."
Brad Majors smiles even brighter and hugs me tighter. I lean my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat.
I always loved that sound- his heartbeat. Whether it was just cuddling, or even after sex, I loved hearing the soothing sound of his heartbeat.
I love his heartbeat. I love him.
In that moment, I couldn't even guess anything would ever go wrong- but no one can tell the future.
I hope to update my KP story ASAP. But for now, I hope you enjoyed this little prelude.