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time to draw the aftg girlies

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do you think jeremy knox ever wondered if he was meant for relationships? if he still does?

I mean, leo was willing to trade him for a car. and he's not been in a relationship. I'm sure at least one of his many hook ups told him he was "made for" whatever sexual act they were doing

I wonder if he ever took that to heart. if he began believing that he was only good enough for hooking up with people, but that he wasn't ever going to be enough for someone to want to keep

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change · @taylorswiftmicrofic · andreil · wc: 770

“Choose,” Andrew ordered as soon as Neil walked through the door, pointing to the television with his chin. “This one?” The Bourne Identity flashed on the screen. “Or this one?” The screen changed to Dune.

Neil arched his eyebrows as he set his backpack down on the nearest pouf.

“You’re suggesting watching a movie about a guy who spends his whole life on the run.”

Andrew gave him a bored look.

“Are you deaf? I gave you two options.” He didn’t wait for Neil to answer, but put on Dune instead. “You’ve got ice-cream in the freezer.”

“From Sweetie’s?” Andrew nodded. “Did you go to Columbia just to buy me ice-cream?”

“Buy us ice-cream,” he corrected.

“Didn't you say yesterday you were getting tired of always going there?”

The annoyance in Andrew’s face was priceless.

“Ninety-five percent.”

Neil walked over to the freezer and took out the ice-cream tub inside.

“You know,” he said as he approached Andrew on the sofa, “you’re quite thoughtful for a person who claims to hate my guts.”

Andrew wrapped both arms around his waist and Neil looked down at him. His expression was still as inscrutable as ever, but Neil was used to it by now.

“Are you trying to push the limits on my hate scale?”

Neil shrugged. “I don’t know, am I?”

Andrew pressed his fingertips firmly on his hips.

“Ninety-nine.”

The hint of a faint smile flickered across Neil’s face.

“Almost there.”

He tried to move, so Andrew released him from his grip. He sat next to Andrew on the sofa, leaving enough space between their bodies to ensure Andrew felt at ease, and opened the ice-cream tub while Andrew hit play. He let out a delighted sigh as he leaned against the backrest. Other than the night’s training with Kevin, he hadn’t done any physical exertion so far that day, but the three exams he’d taken in a row had made him as tired as if he’d played in an exy match. If he fell asleep, he would be in trouble, for Andrew would get cranky when he dozed off watching a movie together. That’s when he realised he was stupid. He should have picked The Bourne Identity —all the chasing and shooting would have helped him stay awake. However, Andrew’s attention was already fixed on Dune and he didn’t want to disturb his peace. He would have to find another way to distract himself.

He didn’t register he had been watching Andrew for a while until he caught his eye.

“Don’t stare.”

Neil didn’t move an inch.

“I’m not.”

Andrew grabbed his chin and stared at him for a few seconds, the only sounds in the room coming from the television and the fridge. He then forced Neil to turn his face to look at the screen.

“Watch the fucking movie.”

“The exams fried my brain,” Neil admitted, “I’m sorry.”

Andrew let go of his chin and paused the movie. Neil guessed he would be upset, yet no trace of irritation was on his face when he closed the distance between them on the couch and faced him again.

Neil tilted his head in curiosity.

“What?”

“How did the exams go?”

Neil repressed the urge to scream and kiss him.

“I’m not sure I’ll pass Maths.”

Andrew lifted his hand to his curls and he instantly leaned into his palm, touch-starved as he always was when it came to Andrew.

“You will.”

Neil chuckled softly.

“Okay, I will.” He brushed his lips over Andrew’s hand and he noticed some emotion in his expression. “Yes or no?”

Andrew seemed to be collecting his thoughts before answering. Neil never made any new approach without his permission and Andrew’s response varied depending on the day, but he didn’t care. Andrew needed time and, fortunately, they now had all the time in the world.

“Just one.”

Neil nodded and pressed his lips on Andrew’s skin softly, who stirred on the couch slightly and watched him with the same intensity that had been in his gaze during their previous intimate encounters in the bathroom or the bedroom. There was one difference, though: this time, it was Andrew who was receiving the affection.

“C’mere,” he commanded and Neil rested his head on his shoulder, something he only did when Andrew was willing to share his living space with him. He soon felt a strong arm around his back holding him in place. “Take a nap. I’ll stay here.”

Neil placed his hands on his own lap and closed his eyes. That afternoon he dreamt of Andrew, two cats and a lovely house in the countryside.

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when your stomach is really mad at you and you're not sure which one of your fourteen unhealthy lifestyle choices is causing it

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Kevin Day, history student

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fancam credit: 콩알이

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i am not a whole person. parts of me died in the house i grew up in

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if you see her smiling, duck,,

yes, fem!neil for your eyes only

(got inspired by a tweet so go say thank you to that person)

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are you ever like. i’m not the right Me right now to hang out with people. wait until the better guy shows up lol this one kind of sucks 

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"He loves me!"

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« A kingdom of this ? »

Recently, I discovered The Captive Prince by C.S Pacat, and I absolutely loved it!

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Love that once Jeremy puts his foot down, absolutely no one argues with him.

Lucas making a disrespectful comment at the beach? Jeremy calmly demanded an elaboration. What he got was an apology.

Kevin telling Jeremy to go ahead and give him and Jean a minute, but it was clear they were hiding something? Jeremy demanded an answer without raising his voice or hand.

Cat starting to bring up Jean’s little sister while he’s telling the group his truths? Jeremy shut her down “in a tone that would brook no argument.” Even Cat hushed immediately.

That asshole reporter showing up at the house wanting to question Jean? Jeremy was polite but all the same “You’re not going to talk to him tonight.” The man didn’t exactly heed Jeremy’s words, but he changed topics.

It is hot as fuck when Jeremy asserts himself and demands respect.

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Minuscule fox pile 🦊 🧡 🦊

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