Nett Moodboard for my fic -Β https://archiveofourown.org/works/42273327
When Nolan finally looks in Brettβs eyes, heβs looking up and through his long lashes and this time, Brett finds it pretty easy to throw on a smile, lean a little forward, and say,
βWell if all our yearbook photos look like that, Iβd say no one else can compare. Weβd have to be your only muse.β























