Enemies.

❝𝐖𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦, 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞,❞ 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. 𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐚 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨.☹︎ ☹︎ ☹︎𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟶, 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝙽𝚘𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚢 |Jørgen never thought it’d happen. Jørgen Lieberg, a seventeen year old Norwegian boy, a good Christian, ended up falling for his male best friend. Ending up in a constant state of paranoia, he slowly gets out of that state and learns to accept himself, slowly catching onto the hints his best friend in question has been dropping, as it slowly guides them closer to one another than ever.Then he meets a German soldier, named Hans Fischer.[Hey! So I’m back with a lil project I’m workin’ on! I’ve had this idea in mind for a while now, and after lots of rewrites of the first few chapters, I think I’m kind of proud of this version? Please tell me what you think of it so far, constructive criticism, reviews, tips and suggestions are ALWAYS appreciated! And please, no hate :)]