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I need to know how Jere is doing and what DMs is he sending now that Bojan is hanging out with Zoran again. Yk, considering what happened the last time Bojan hung out with Zoran..

Jere pretends he doesn't notice so he is just """texting normally""" but all of a sudden he has a lot to say. Oh Bojan did i ever tell you this, did i ever tell you that, bla bla bla bla, oh you're with friends? Huh, well say hi to them from me. From Käärijä. People's champion. You know.

And Bojan of course does talk about Jere. All the time. Nobody wants to hear it anymore. He doesn't care.

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ahahahahaha what 🫠

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can you people post more bojan pictures so i can think more about how much i want that guy without me having to do any of the work for it

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hello yes, I'm looking

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It's the way you can see that he does the face holding thing. Do you understand.

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Letters I'll Never Send, part six

Fifth letter

Fourth letter

A note to keep to myself

Third letter

Second letter

First letter

Jere

I heard our song randomly the other day. It was a strange feeling. I already told you I’m excited about it, and that was all true.

What is also true is that I am nervous. Even more nervous now that it is out in the world than I was when we actually made and recorded the song.

Because now it’s out there, and it will never disappear. It’s incredible and it’s frightening, knowing I am now tied to you forever. In front of the whole world.

It’s no longer private.

I feel vindicated.

That I too got to create with you. That I’m not too vanilla for you.

I feel ecstatic.

Knowing that this is not only a step in our friendship but a professional achievement too.

And I feel scared.

I’ve tethered myself to you now in a way that people can see.

Bojan

I’m proud of us, I am. I think we’ve made something great.

I’m excited for us. I think we can have so much fun with this.

I’m scared for me. Do I know how to navigate this?

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bojan used to write songs (song, just one) that were like take me i surrender please fuck me all night just do anything to me i'm out of it and very horny. what happened to that energy

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Hey remember when Jere was like the best thing that ever happened to me❤️ and Bojan was like uno reverse card BITCH I can’t wait to see you soon and few weeks later they were in Cyprus.

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long-distance comfort

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He’s just a boy, wearing his comfort clothes, looking like a randomized sim character

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brb burying my teeth in your neck to permanently mark you as mine

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morning themed bojere even though it's ten in the evening

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Day in the life of beautiful symbiosis

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Letters I'll Never Send, part five

Fourth letter

A note to keep to myself Third letter Second letter First letter

Jere

I’m back home. I suppose I should have brought the letter set or at least a proper notebook with me to Finland. It seems I’ve become dependent on being able to write down how I feel. Just to keep me from exploding.

I want you, Jere. I want you so bad. It’s a fire in my chest, in my head, in my hands, my groin. It’s lust that is sometimes unbearable.

And I think I’m a little bit scared of it. A little bit afraid of how vulnerable I’d be willing to be with you, if you just said the word.

But the truth is, I want you so much I don’t know what to do about it sometimes. On one night I can touch myself and imagine it’s you. On another, my own touch only reminds me of how alone I am.

I started this letter with the idea of writing down exactly what I want. What I dream of, in detail. How I imagine us. To get it out of my system, I guess.

Now looking at the page, I don’t know if I can.

I’d let you have me any way you’d want me. I mean it, and it freaks me out. But I trust you in a way I’ve never trusted anyone. And I want you in any way you’d be willing to give yourself to me.

I want you, I want you, I want only you.

Bojan

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Letters I'll Never Send, part four

A note to keep to myself

Third letter Second letter First letter

Jere

Being around you again is fucking torture. You drive me crazy. At night I dream of a life where I have the same effect on you. A life where you too want me so bad it hurts.

I fucking crave it.

Bojan