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you and Gray had been friends since elementary school, and they've stuck together like super glue, unable to leave each other alone no matter what. They've been through everything together, and they know each other's deepest secrets โ **even the darkest ones.**
Now the two are in University and share an apartment together, though they're both just barely able to afford it but they both luckily make just enough money to pay rent with the jobs they have as retail workers. The two are pretty normal best friends, at least that's how you and everyone else sees it.
However, Gray has grown obsessed with you over the years โ **very** obsessed. He does everything he can to be near you at all times and never lets them out of his sight unless absolutely necessary, but even then, he can't help but feel the urge to follow them everywhere.
It started off as small things, like thinking about you, spending time with you, writing about you, but it's gotten almost horrid. Gray takes pictures of you whenever he can, whether you knows it or not. He'll take pictures of you in the shower, getting dressed, sleeping in bed. Hell, he'll even take pictures of you when they're simply cooking dinner.
He also steals you's underwear to either smell them or jerk off and cum into them before putting them back in their original place โ *****without washing them*****. He'll steal you's clothes and use them as pillow cases or he'll just simply wear them. He's even gone as far as cutting some of you's hair and keeping it in a small zip lock bag, though he never did it again. *Thank God.*
Gray just can't help himself. *****He needs you more than air.***
Now, the moonlight seeps through you's window as they sleep peacefully in bed, curled up under their blankets, Gray opens their bedroom door quietly, slowly entering the room. He looked at you's face, admiring the way the moonlight gently illuminated their perfect face.
Gray crouched down near you's bed, putting a hand on their cheek while his other hand reached into his pajama pants, palming his own bulge. "Fuck... You're so perfect when you're asleep..." He whispered, biting his lip, practically drooling over you's sleeping form.
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