I bloom just for you

Tell me there’s a river I can swim that will bring you back to me ‘Cause I don’t know how to love someone else

The period of complete and utter hatred at the beginning?? The terrible insults where they try to hurt each other??? The way they only get so angry because they’re clearly projecting actual insecurities???? LOVE IT.

The slow, quiet moments of “maybe we can quit trying to kill each other”?? The conversations where they learn the other person is actually a… human? With feelings??? The part where they realize that the other is made of a bit tougher stuff than they first thought???? LOVE IT.

The part where they actually enjoy each other’s company?? The first time they seek each other out on purpose??? The shift—altogether slow and also all at once—from “I cannot stand you” to “maybe I like having you around more than I like being alone”????? LOVE. IT.

The staring at each other? The eye contact?? The quiet thought: “he is the only thing I ever want to look at”??? The stumbling, scared, weightless leap into something more???? LOVE. LOVE. LOVE IT.

locker rooms are gateways to homosexual activity

adding the non-shaded ver here bc i rlly like it

it was only a matter of time before i drew them shirtless and i hate myself for doing so bc male anatomy is evil and idk why i made myself suffer like that

and actually while i’m on this topic, i am greatly confused by nipple placement on pecs