#3

from Wikipedia-

The Schmidt sting pain index, a widely used classification system for the bites and stings of ants, bees and wasps, is literally the personal ranking system of a guy named Justin Schmidt, who goes around letting bugs sting him for science. Like, that’s this Thing as a scientist.

In one entry, he describes the sting of the common bee as “almost pleasant, [like] a lover just bit your earlobe a little too hard.”

In another, the sting of the yellowjacket is described as “hot and smoky, almost irreverent. Imagine W. C. Fields extinguishing a cigar on your tongue.“

but consider this: andrew finding the duffel bag and the keys and thinking that neil finally ran away, he finally did it, he left neil josten behind. andrew realizing all at once just how much he wanted neil to stay, how much he wanted neil to stay for him. 

andrew remembering neil’s goodbye (thank you. you were amazing) and thinking neil was willingly leaving him with only a thank you, andrew being so fucking pissed and thinking maybe, just maybe, if he had actually acknowledged that they weren’t nothing maybe neil would have stayed.

andrew being pissed at himself for getting attached to this runaway boy. this con artist. this nobody. pissed at himself for believing that he would see andrew as a home. 

andrew finding out neil actually didn’t leave him and in fact was kidnapped and tortured and having one tiny, tiny moment of relief before it’s just so much pain, knowing neil was hurt and andrew couldn’t fight whoever did it. 

andrew never taking his eyes off neil in the hotel in baltimore and just thinking over and over that he was wrong, neil didn’t leave of his own volition, neil wanted him, neil wanted him. and then neil is faced with the option of going in witness protection - something nathaniel would have killed for, to be away from his father’s men for good and never having to worry again - and he chooses to stay, because andrew and the foxes are home.