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Neil loves thunderstorms. Andrew hates them. the problem is that Andrew doesn’t want to leave Neil, and Neil has no intention of leaving the balcony while the storm is rolling across the sky. so, little by little, Andrew learns to compromise. It’s a huge step for him the first time he lets himself lean back against Neil’s chest while they sit together outside. Neil traps him gently between his knees and wraps both arms around his body, shielding him from the world as much as he possibly can, even if he can’t silence the thunder itself. another crack of thunder rolls overhead, and Andrew flinches almost imperceptibly. “You can go inside,” Neil murmurs by his ear for what must be the third time. Andrew only shakes his head. “Why the hell do you even like this?” he mutters, still unable to understand. “I like the sound,” Neil replies once again. “And the way it lights up the sky.” Andrew lets out a quiet snort. “You have terrible taste.” Neil raises an eyebrow, glancing briefly at the top of his head. as Andrew unconsciously nestles a little closer against his chest, Neil instinctively tightens his arms around him and whispers, “I'm not complaining.” he presses a gentle kiss to the back of Andrew’s head just as another peal of thunder tears across the sky. Andrew’s shoulders tense for the briefest moment before relaxing again, while Neil’s embrace grows just a little tighter around Andrew, as does his quiet chuckle grows a little louder against his neck.

The fact that Kevin has to drink alcohol just to keep him from falling apart after leaving Riko is actually so fucked