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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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101 Ways Not to Say I Do
I Love this file name XD - @jtl-fics
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Andrew cast a glance at the clock on his bedside table. 5:42 it read in its obnoxious, square font.
"Care to tell me why?" Andrew asked, his voice rough from the handful of hours of disuse.
"Because you're going to pick me up and have a nice, long chat with me on the way back," Nicky said.
Andrew paused and tapped his finger against the back of his phone. "You didn't tell me you were going to be visiting."
"Well, you didn't tell me that you and Neil got married," Nicky shouted back, prompting Andrew to hold the phone a bit further from his ear.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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101 ways not to say i do, because who doesn't love weddings?
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Andrew paused for a moment. He had an eidetic memory, but he couldn't recall ever telling Nicky about the drive-through chapel they'd found. But of course, one particular loudmouth who knew about the fake wedding came to mind.
"Matt. Matt told you."
"I'm not going to confirm or deny that accusation," Nicky said calmly before returning to a louder volume. "But either way, I should have been one of the first people to know! Aaron's also pissed, by the way!"
Now, why had Nicky gone and told Aaron about it? "Nicky, calm down."
"I will not calm down, Andrew! Ma—my informant also told me that you two don't even have rings! I raised you better than this, Andrew Minyard."
The apartment door creaked open, and a few footsteps later Neil Josten was in front of Andrew, in all his sweaty glory, dabbing at his face with the bottom of his shirt and exposing a midriff littered with scars and accented by toned muscle.
Neil nodded his head at Andrew's phone and raised an eyebrow. Who is it?
Nicky, Andrew mouthed back.
Neil beckoned for the phone, and Andrew happily handed it over. "Hey Nicky," Neil started, only for Nicky's aggravated voice to blare through the speakers, once again lamenting being left out of their wedding.
Neil sighed. "Nicky, it's not a real marriage. We drove through an attraction at Las Vegas that was offering fake marriage certificates and two-minute ceremonies."
Andrew could hear Nicky's response, even if he didn't have the phone: "Yeah, well, that wasn't fake!"
Neil's eyes widened as he locked gazes with Andrew.
"Fuck," they both mouthed.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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101 Ways Not to Say I Do ! excited for start of it
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"And how do you know that, Hemmick?" Neil said, keeping his voice calm even as he wrapped his free arm around his waist, one of the tell-tale signs of nervousness that he always displayed when he felt he was backed into a corner. Andrew didn't think Neil was aware that he was doing it, actually.
"It's called the internet, idiot!" Nicky said. "There's only one place you two could have gone to, and it's not just some tourist trap. It's a place for people who are eloping."
Neil passed the phone back to Andrew, who begrudgingly let it fall back into his hand. Andrew zoned out Nicky's nagging as Neil turned as if to head towards the shower. He reached out and caught Neil's shirt before he could get very far, instead tugging Neil closer to him. Neil's piercing eyes scanned Andrew's features, finding amusement in something that he found there, and folded his arms around Andrew's shoulders. Andrew also knew that Neil could feel his accelerated pulse through his shirt, or take note of how Andrew's gaze was glued to Neil's lips, watching as they curled into that infuriating smirk of his.
But of course, when Neil shifted to lean in, it broke enough of the spell to let Nicky's voice invade his consciousness again. "—Drew? Andrew? You two had better not be fucking right now. In case you forgot, I need you to pick me up from the airport. Now."
Andrew clenched the phone a little tighter as he was distracted from the man in front of him. "Which exit?"
"Any. Just call me when you're here."
Andrew hummed his acknowledgement and hung up.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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just gonna round it all out with
101 Ways Not to Say I Do
v excited to read all of these!!!!
(so much love to you <333 have a lovely night!!!)
Andrew Minyard was not a morning person. That was Neil's role, with his morning runs every day, regardless of the weather. The only mornings Andrew tolerated being awake for were when Neil would come back from his run, rinse off in the shower, and come back to bed with his hair still damp. Or when Sir and King had settled down in a perfect spot on the bed, where they weren't quite touching him, but close enough for him to enjoy their extra warmth, especially as the seasons started to change and the weather started to get colder. Of course, he would never admit such things, even if he was being held at gunpoint.
One of the situations that made mornings bearable for Andrew Minyard was certainly not the one he found himself in that morning.
"Andrew, I need you to get your ass to the airport right now."
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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and also needles au 👀👀👀👀
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Jean refused to jump, to give Riko the satisfaction of startling him. He also refused to let the anxiety that gnawed at his stomach show on his face as he glanced down at the smaller man. Instead, Jean forced himself to maintain eye contact, even though the dim streetlights overhead did little to help him make out any of the details in Riko's face.
"I'm Jean," he offered, not bothering to extend a hand in greeting or give away his last name. After all, his last name was a chain that tethered him to a past he'd rather forget—a past he already knew he never wanted Riko to dig up.
Riko flashed him a toothy smile that made Jean feel as though an icy finger was running down his spine, turning every inch of his skin into gooseflesh.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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*looking right and left* i don't suppose i can get another needle au?
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Jean offered a mental thanks to the nighttime for granting him the darkness needed to conceal how red his face had become at that point. "You can fuck yourself," he said, and shoved his way forward, this time walking with determination. His height also granted him a level of speed that normally helped him outpace anyone save Kevin, but Riko kept up with him without any problems.
"You're only making yourself more interesting," Riko lulled, brushing his hair back and off his shoulder.
"Three questions. That's all I'm answering," Jean said, spitting the words out like they were something bitter. "One: I'm from Marseille, France."
"What brought you here, Jean?"
Jean silently wished the man next to him a swift death. "Two: I wanted to get out of France, and one of the schools in the area here offered me a full scholarship," he said through his teeth.
Riko hummed and swayed slightly as they sped down the road. "Why art?"
"Excuse me?"
"I mean," Riko drawled, "why did you study art?"
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Needle AU !!!!! Also i love jean being very picky about who is allowed to stab him
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Andrew's warning echoed in Jean's mind as he slowly resumed walking. He didn't dare go back to his apartment as long as Riko insisted on following him, which seemed to be the case. He also got the sense that it would be difficult to shake Riko from him, which was a shame since it was getting late and he hadn't eaten dinner yet.
"Jean." The name rolled off Riko's tongue with surprising ease, even if it wasn't a perfect pronunciation. It was leagues ahead in comparison to how Seth had said it at least. "Tell me a bit about yourself, Jean," Riko said as he fell into step alongside Jean.
"There's not much to tell," he answered. It was a practiced, polished, and perfected response that was further emphasized with a small shrug. "It's quite boring."
"You know, when someone tries to conceal their past, it usually means the opposite is true," Riko said, cocking an eyebrow at Jean. "Everyone has a story to tell, and something tells me that you have a particularly interesting one."
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Etienne!! dog!! 🐕‍🦺🐕‍🦺
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Jean tentatively brought his other hand over to Etienne's belly and scratched it, which brought forth a contented grunt from her. She also immediately started wagging her tail with enough force that it thudded against the ground.
"Are you ready to see where you're going to live?" He asked her, choosing to speak in French instead of English with her.
She panted up at him in response.
"You're going to have to promise not to make a mess in the room, though. In return, I promise you won't have to stay there unless I'm also there. Sound good?"
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Baby Jean!!
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While Amélie giggled into Jean's pillows, Camille picked up the other stuffed animals adorning Jean's headrest and examined them.
"Why don't you sleep with all of them?" Camille asked.
"I usually do, I just always have to put them back in the morning."
"Why not just leave them in the bed?"
"Camille," Jean said, rubbing the sand from his eyes. "How did you two sleep?" He asked, forcing them to change the topic.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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baby jean! he's so cute (i sure hope nothing bad ever happens to him)
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Jean flopped back onto the mattress, giving up the fight of trying to get his sister off his chest. Amélie flattened herself against him, laughing as he tried to spit out her hair that fell in his mouth. "Come on, Amélie, let me breathe," he said, to which she laughed.
"You can't stop me!" she asserted, and he did his best to nod.
"I can't, you're too powerful," Jean said, scrunching up his face as he struggled to adjust himself so that she wasn't crushing him entirely. "Will you have mercy on a mere mortal?"
"Perhaps," Amélie responded, rolling slightly to one side.
Jean took advantage of the shift in her balance and sent her rolling off of him and onto the mattress, despite her rather loud protests.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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ask time! let me start off with my favorite, needle au
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"And what about you?" Jean asked, his anger causing his voice to flare. "Is your life really so boring that you need to entertain yourself with mine?"
Riko froze and his gaze darkened, even if his smile never faltered. A rush of embarrassment from his outburst washed over Jean and he knew his ears and cheeks had gone red as a result, but he shoved down the sense of shame. He refused to regret lashing out. He refused to be ashamed for defending himself or for protecting his boundaries.
"You have a nice accent," Riko said, his voice cool and steady, even as Jean's pulse only increased. Of course his accent had slipped. "Where are you from?"
"Not here," Jean said.
"That much is obvious. You see," Riko said, taking a step closer to Jean, pinning him under a scrutinizing stare that made Jean feel like he was an insect under a microscope. "My name is Riko Moriyama, and if you were from here, you'd already know my story. Yours, though? Your story is new, and I'm curious. Besides, it's like you said," Riko shrugged a bit, "you know I'll find out one way or another."
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Also Etienne because the name honestly sounds so cute when i pronounce it? makes me smile just thinking abt it it might be silly though but i rlly like the name
(DOESN'T IT?)
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Jean scrawled his name on the dotted lines and handed over his credit card to cover the adoption fee, then received a complementary collar, leash, and box of treats along with his certificate of adoption.
Jean returned to where Jeremy and his new dog were waiting. The dog perked up as he entered the room and started wagging her tail slightly. After a timid glance at Jeremy, Jean bent down and offered her a smile. "Are you ready to go home, Etienne?"
"Etienne?"
Jean glanced up at Jeremy briefly before fixing the collar around Etienne's neck. "Yeah. Etienne."
What Jean didn't tell Jeremy was that the name was a French equivalent of "Steven." He liked the name and had decided on it long before they had gotten to the shelter, regardless of what gender the dog ended up being.
Besides, he was as far away from a French-speaking region as he could get. Who would know?
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Igła AU
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Jean clenched his jaw and focused only on the next step ahead, then the step after that, and the step after that. Riko wasn't wrong, and the piercing stare that he'd fixed on Jean contributed significantly to the increase in his fidgeting with a loose string on the inside of his jacket's pocket.
Jean stopped and turned to face Riko, even if he didn't dare meet Riko's penetrating gaze. "If I don't tell you, you'll dig until you find it on your own, won't you?"
Riko's smile was just as unsettling as it had been earlier. "Now you're getting it," he said, using the same tone of voice that one would use with a child.
Whatever nervousness Jean had felt before was immediately replaced with rage.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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and also baby jean !!!!
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Jean had twenty more minutes before his alarm was scheduled to go off, at which time one of their servants would drag him out of bed, toss him into the bath, and throw him into a change of clothes. With his stuffed elephant close and the sun on his back, he finally felt the anchor of sleep pulling him back into a world of dreams.
That is, until he heard his door slide open with the faintest of creaks. Or when he heard the squeaky floorboard by his dresser.
Sure enough, those precious remaining fifteen minutes of potential sleep were stolen from him as thirty-four kilograms of little sisters dropped on top of him.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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Hello! Could you do Etienne for WIP Wednesday please?
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Etienne immediately dropped into the grass, rolling and twisting herself around every which way as though she was praising the earth beneath her paws that the car ride was over. Thankfully, most of the Trojans had headed out already for the fall break, and it was still early enough in the day that those who had stayed on campus were most likely still in bed. As a result, they didn't have to worry about an onslaught of excited athletes bombarding the poor dog.
Jean crouched down again and offered her his hand to sniff. Instead, she shoved her muzzle into the palm of his hand and rolled so that she could stare up at him.
"You know, she probably wants you to rub her belly," Jeremy said, a smirk on his lips.
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leedee013 · 1 year ago
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etienne! she's my favorite dog, she's a good girl, her and jean deserve the world
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As it turned out, Etienne did not enjoy car rides.
Jeremy drove them back to the Trojan Tower, and Etienne spent the entire ride in Jean's lap, shivering slightly. He stroked the fur on her head and kept assuring her that it's okay, it's okay, I'm not going to hurt you.
Eventually she tucked her head under his armpit and whimpered, all while Jean kept petting her and holding her close. Jeremy drove as carefully as he could while also going as fast as legally possible, constantly fretting over poor Etienne. It was made worse by the fact that they'd lowered the volume on the radio until it was barely audible, making Etienne's pitiful whines that much clear.
When they finally got back and Jeremy parked, Jean was eager to let Etienne hop out and explore a bit of the stretch of grass outside.
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