Two broken men. One court-ordered circle. A love that burns even in the ashes.
Hunter
Therapy isnโt going to fix me. Court-ordered, mandatory, whatever they want to call itโitโs just punishment in a circle of strangers.
Until him.
Golden curls, painted nails, a voice too soft for a world this cruel. He looks at me like he sees every scar Iโve tried to bury. And I hate that I want him to keep looking.
Charlie
I escaped. The church. The backwoods. The conversion therapy that tried to break me. The city is louder, faster, and sometimes dangerousโbut itโs mine.
Here, I can breathe boy in makeup and chipped nail polish.
Iโm ready to move on from it all.
But then thereโs Hunter. Six feet of rage.
He terrifies me even as he draws me in. And heโll either me by undoing or my salvation.
Tropes youโll find inside:
โ Grumpy x soft
โ Hurt/comfort
โ Trauma healing
โ Forced proximity therapy sessions
โ Dark edges with a tender core
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