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Punk!England x Secret!Punk Reader Request
Punk!England x Secret! Punk reader
“Those damn gits,” I hear my punk boyfriend, Arthur grumbled as he parked a seat next to me on the bench.
“Rough day with the fan girls, Artie,” I said, glancing at him.
“Tell me about it,” He grumbled, lighting a cigarette from his hand.
“Anything new with you love,”
“Some dumbass pissed me off, so I kicked his ass,” I replied, lifting up my black leather jacket sleave, to show him my scar from my fight.
Arthur looked at me with shock, before tossing his cigarette in the ash tray.
“Bloody hell, ______________,” Arthur scold