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IDES OF MARCH there's probably no significance in this context but I'm choosing to believe there is
INSUFFERABLE BITCH QUEEN KEVIN DAY
BRING ON THE ANDREW PERFECT COURT FICS
insufferable bitch. scathing diva. didn't know it was possible for me to love Kevin even more but oh my god I do
I need Andrew's reaction bc I know those were his candy bars lmao
SEEING THIS FROM JEANS PERSPECTIVE IS FUCKING KILLIN GME
“That’s just a mite bit hecked up.
“Oui!” Jeremy said, looking insufferably pleased with himself for all of two seconds. “That’s actually the only French I know, I think. Want to teach me any?”
barely saw it. He was years away, watching a different beautiful boy lean in close to say, Will you teach me when he’s not watching? It could be our secret.
Jean was exactly the kind of guy Jeremy was prone to trip himself up over: raven-haired, gray-eyed, and tall without being gangly.
“This is Barkbark von Barkenstein. You can call him Barkbark or Mister B for short. It’s a bit of a mouthful on its own.” Jean looked from him to the cardboard dog and back again. “What?”
“What purpose does it serve?” “It makes us happy,” Jeremy said. He got the sense Jean was waiting for something a little more substantial, but it was all he had to offer. “Isn’t that enough?”
but he knew on a bone-deep level that this was better than anything he’d ever had. It was worlds more than he deserved. He feared it as much as he wanted it; the thought that this was his life now was terrifying.
staring at Jeremy was dangerous on too many levels to tolerate.
him for looking just as good as a blond as he did a brunette.
he’d meant to follow up with was immediately forgotten, as Jean was sitting shirtless on the bench.
“It’s not about size, anyway.” “Defensive,” Jean said, tugging his glove straps with his teeth. Jeremy straightened in indignation. “I don’t have anything to be defensive about.” Jean lost his grip and bit his lip, and Jeremy hurried on before either of them could think too much about that double entendre.
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Jeremy couldn’t say he was imagining what Jean would look like in it, with the scoop neck dipping down below the hollow of his throat, so he just said, “It’s a good color.”
“If you don’t want something enough to fight for it, you don’t deserve to have it.”
“Be careful with him.” “I’m trying,” Jeremy promised, and Kevin hung up.
The further north they went, the less traffic they had to contend with, and Jean could worry less about getting mutilated in a crash and more about the world unfurling all around him. Oh, he thought. It’s so big.
tapped his gloved fingers together. A cool evening breeze. Rainbows. Open roads.
was distantly aware Lucas had asked him a question, but his train of thought derailed somewhere in the damp line of Jeremy’s freckled shoulder blades.
“Your apologies are as useful as perfume on a frog,”
“I believe we all have the choice to be better than the hands that shaped us. If I have the chance to do right by someone else, then why wouldn’t I take it?”
Neil waited until he was done before deciding he wanted to finish his drink.
black SUV with tinted windows and government plates was parked at the curb out front. Neil, being the person he was, pointed at the fire hydrant adjacent to its front bumper and said, “That’s illegal, just so you know.”
Jean’s French,” Neil said. “He brings out violence in people every time he opens his mouth.
Endure, he warned himself, and on its tail-end came a desperate How much must I?
“Nothing,” Jean said, and knocked his finger against Jeremy’s chin when he opened his mouth to protest.
Will you help me?” he asked. “Anything you need.” “A blank check is a dangerous thing to offer.” “Try me,” Jeremy said. “I can afford it.”
and the heat of Jeremy’s shoulder where he sat almost pressed into Jean’s side. Friends, he thought again, and this time it almost felt real.
