Boyfriends Comics Novels & Stories

"That little fool treats everyone kindly. Even if someone at the company bullies her, she won't notice. How was I supposed to know that I wasn't just another ordinary guy in her eyes? "I did something foolish. I called myself her boyfriend and used that role to defend her openly at work, to drive away any men who had their eyes on her. The world is cruel—they either harm her or want to possess her. I had no choice but to change companies with her several times."

"She said that you're her boyfriend, and you'd definitely go and rescue her." I laughed. "Boyfriend?" I repeated the word. "Captain Rochester, do you know how I was kicked out of the group by this girlfriend of mine?" Iris was silent for a moment. "The scout team brought back some rumors about that group of yours." "Oh?" I raised an eyebrow. "What kind of rumors?" "The rumor goes that after the vice-captain got infected, the captain gave the antidote to another team member in order to remain impartial," Iris said, her tone calm.

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

The boy’s face goes pink, but he shakes his head, "Then just leave her the fuck alone, man.” "No. Look, Bobbie is pretty and super cool, but I don't want a girlfriend. At all. I’ve seen my brothers have girlfriends and I don’t like what that entails, it looks like no fun. I just want Bobbie to stay in my life," he states, stronger than anything I've heard from him before, "I want to play Super Smash Bros with her and tell her about what happens in my day and have fun in school and then go out with her. I don't like Avery. Or her. I don't like anyone, okay? Because… aren’t we too young for that? I literally don’t want to think about those things yet.”

“You are too comfortable here.” Jordy did not even move. “I know.” Matt let out a quiet chuckle and leaned against the wall. There was a brief silence before Jordy spoke again, his voice softer now. “You know what is funny?” Matt raised a brow. “What?” “People always ask if I have a girlfriend,” Jordy said, staring at the ceiling. “Never a boyfriend.” Matt huffed lightly. “That is how it works.” Jordy turned his head slightly, looking at him. “Imagine their faces if they find out.”

With a faint smile, Coco answered, "My boyfriend." Excited chatter erupted among the girls in the comic club. One of them exclaimed, "Wow, Coco has a boyfriend! Can't wait to meet him!" The boys remained relatively calm, showing no excessive curiosity on their faces. Observing these students, Coco couldn't help but reminisce about her own high school days. She lowered her head and continued drawing. It didn't take long for her to complete a rough sketch. The picture depicted a boy playing the flute under the moonlight, while a pure and gentle girl sat on a tree branch. The scene evoked a sense of beauty and warmth.

We've only been around each other a few hours and I already know you can't make Knox do anything he didn't want. I couldn't be too mad about it though. We did just meet and in his eyes I'm a complete idiot. I mean who asks a random person to be their boyfriend over Christmas? A crazy person that's who. Maybe I was. "You do realize coming home without a boyfriend isn't going to make the world end." Knox's deep, raspy voice brought my out of my thoughts. "You'd think so." I snorted. "Every christmas I've been the butt of the 'old-lady' joke in my family."

Can you believe that? Everyone laughs, I look at Will. The embarrassment is mutual between us. Another of Will's friends lets out a pearl. — Only if, in that case, Will and he are making out. Are you, Will? Inevitably everyone laughs, except Will and me. My boyfriend, like me, doesn't like the joke at all, which I think is homophobic. — I don't understand the punch line of your joke? Could you explain it to me? — Will, please! You hit on the show, you stop hitting on women in reality, and you end up hitting on each other... That's funny!

The moment I was free, I threw all my strength into saying the word I hadn't uttered in five years, crying. "Dad…" "It's okay, Winnie. I'm sorry I'm late." He immediately removed his coat and draped it carefully over my exposed shoulders, while instructing his subordinates to fetch a doctor right away. Leaning against Dad, I felt the tension binding my muscles finally dissolve, as if a weight had lifted from my chest. Although the pain in my right hand was sharp, I felt safer than I ever had before. I lifted my weak left hand and, gathering every ounce of strength, pointed at the trembling Chapmans. "They're the ones. They tried to sell me to pay off their debts."

"Exactly! Stephanie, I'm a victim, too. You're not mad at me, are you? You said that after the project was done, you'd finally take me to meet your parents. "Now that the real culprit has been arrested, let's just go home and discuss our engagement with your family!" Listening to Joseph rush to talk about marriage was pure comedy to me. An engagement? He was right about one thing. I had mentioned that once the project closed, I would not only get engaged to him, but also use my own capital to acquire Empire Group and give it to him as an engagement gift. Now, none of that seemed necessary anymore. Joseph stared at me in disbelief. "Why not?"