Your Boyfriend Fanart Novels & Stories

Or more specifically, the world loves us. My I***a isn’t just paint and chaos anymore. It’s my life. My plants. My art. My Lucian. Every time I post a blurry photo of him brushing his teeth in just his sweats, girls in the comments lose their damn minds. "IS THAT YOUR BOYFRIEND?" "WHY IS HE BUILT LIKE A MAFIA BOSS?" "THIS IS SO UNFAIR—WE WANT A CAELEN TOO!!" And the best ones are always the BL girlies.

He released my lip and I opened my eyes and saw him staring, his eyes were dark. He continued to watch me, both of our chests rising and falling after that sudden kiss. We stayed like that for a long time watching each other’s eyes. He released my hands but didn’t step back and honestly, I loved the feel of his naked chest against mine but my rational mind knew this wasn’t right. My best friend’s boyfriend? No way! “Get the hell away from me, Andre,” I said slowly. He didn’t budge. Both of his hands were planted on both sides of me, neither of them touching me.

A grin stretched across his face as he jogged backward, hands on his hips, looking entirely too smug. I sighed dramatically and lifted my sketchpad, revealing the horribly exaggerated drawing I had just made of him—a stick figure with a ridiculously oversized head and tiny arms. His grin widened. He lifted his hands to his chest and mouthed, I’m hurt. I bit back a laugh. He was insufferable. And I loved him for it. “Your boyfriend is such a flirt,” my best friend Riley muttered beside me, flipping through a magazine. “It’s disgusting, really.” I snorted. “He’s only flirting with me, so I think I’ll allow it.”

“Apparently my boyfriend is insensitive and I used to love him more when I don’t talk to him… when I was just admiring him from afar.” “Well, that’s true. Having a boyfriend is like having a freaking baby.” Faye said that made Blaine look at her curiously. She ignore him and look at me instead. “And your boyfriend has a lot of girls around him… bad points for that.” She shake her head dramatically. “How about me? I don’t have many girls around me.” Blaine said while clinging on Faye’s arm.

Dove gasped in surprise. She did not believe that Clara would find Marble here. Clara continued to stare at the boy beside the table. She wished to know all the information about this person. She must get her Marble back. Suddenly, Clara turned to continue eating hotpot, not daring to look at the table anymore. She did not expect that the person sitting with that guy was Chris - her ex-boyfriend from high school.

I had a feeling that if I were to say no, he'd snap my neck with that measuring tape of his. My heart was about to leap out of my throat. "N-No!" I happened to catch sight of a man next to me from the corner of my eye. An idea popped into my mind immediately, prompting me to point at him. "The truth is, I'm worried that my boyfriend will get jealous!" That man was the one who had thrown the tuxedo away last night. He was shocked when he heard my words. "Huh?" The tailor turned to look at the man doubtfully. I quickly shot the man a look.

"What?" "What was what you didn't understand?" "You... He... You two-," Julian can barely articulate his own sentence. "We're boyfriend and girlfriend. He asked me yesterday, and I accepted." The demon's citrine-colored eyes are glassy: "Please tell me this is a joke." "I am terribly serious. And by the way, why all the shock? You know that you and I are becoming romantically involved." "Yes, but... But not like this." "In what way, then?"

he muttered pulling me closer. “Ethan tomorrow I want to see the pictures of all those who worked for Felix, though I highly doubt it, one of them might have seen him. “Hmm” he assented. “An I also need a pic of Erised’s prince” “Oh wait” he leaned back for a second and placed his tablet on my hand the screen glowing with the picture o a man in his late twenties, he had thick eyebrows that slanted down to make a permanent frown over his green eyes, his features were sharp and hard.

I roam my hands down and gives his ass cheeks a squeeze, earning another soft moan from him. I finally pull away when his skin blooms a bright red from my assault. I can't help but smile wide, looking at the pretty art work I created on his skin. And now everyone will know he belongs to me. I can't believe I can now tell everyone that he is my boyfriend. Michael is mine now ! " Baby..I love you so much.", I say. " I love you too, Ethan.", he replies and hugs me, snuggling his head into the crook of my neck.

By the time he was done, even Liza wanted to cry for the unknown boy despite not knowing him. "The boy's name is Tom, Tommy Thompson." Tom concluded with his narration. Wondering if the name was meant to have a meaning for her, Liza look at him blankly. Finally lifting up his head to look at her, Tom saw the blank expression and he realized she still did not get it. He grimaced with shame! Liza saw that look and slowly, comprehension dawned on her. "I was in the hospital because of this Tom? He was my boyfriend?" Liza asked with eyes gone so big they almost popped out.