Daddy and Mommy
He knelt, slumping next to Jackson.
"I may...own every breath in your body," Michael said softly, taking Jackson's hand. "The same way that you do," he whispered, his voice shaky. "You own every part of me. I-" he stumbled upon his words. "I am yours, Jackson. When we kissed for the first time, in that dumpster of a frat house," the three of us chuckled at the distant memory. "I became yours. Yours to command. To bend and to break. You don't realize how much of a hold you have on me, love," Michael's voice cracked and I looked up to see his eyes watery. "It scares me sometimes," he admitted, laughing softly. "Even though I know that I can physically live on without you, I'd never get my soul
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