Nett Moodboard for my fic - https://archiveofourown.org/works/42273327
When Nolan finally looks in Brett’s eyes, he’s 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,
“Well if all our yearbook photos look like that, I’d say no one else can compare. We’d have to be your only muse.”






















