“Why do they only catch us when I look like death and you look hot?” Noah asked. “One: you always look hot, and two: because I have a habit of feeding you when you’re sad.” “Will you still want me when I’m fat and happy?” Adam gave him another smirk, popping an entire piece of bacon into his mouth at once, chewing and swallowing before he said, “We’ll get fat together.” Noah laughed. “I could be down with that, but I think your fans would cry.” Adam’s smile faded as he leaned in close. “Fuck them. Fuck everybody but you. Yours is the only opinion that matters. So, don’t change your mind about
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