#beausinger

Soft Literary Gay Boi Things

Uhm literally always going out of each others way to find things they know the other would like  “Blake, here ya go, another copy of Othello even though you have twenty” “Tyler, I found like 3 different random poetry books on the store shelf and just, here take it, get it out of my face quickly Ty my arms are aching”

Never missing the others plays/readings like Tyler has yet to miss one of Blake’s theatre shows ESPECIALLY if he’s starring as a main role and vice versa Blake has never not been to one of Tyler’s slam poetry readings

Also really good at helping the other get rid of pre-performance jitters, always practicing deep breaths and giving just the right amount of teasing and encouraging words so the other can do their best

Because Blake loves to read and Ty presumably writes (I mean he competes in slam poetry, HE WRITES POETRY Y’ALL) Tyler often goes to Blake for criticism of his work

And because Blake takes his literature seriously he actually takes the time to carefully analyze the work and give constructive criticism which Tyler LOVES because hearing “oh it’s great” doesn’t help him any

Going to the library for fun or going to thrift stores to browse the book section for good snags together

Tyler staying up until 7 am the next morning just quietly listening to Blake passionately ramble on his analysis of a piece of Shakespearean script and Tyler just sleepily smiling into the phone as he hums his understanding 

Blake and Tyler trying to withhold the other from overly criticizing sorta cliche/cringey poems read at the slams (sometimes they get out of hand and are just giggling and smack talking the slammers because Blake automatically declares Tyler’s poem the best every time anyways)

Slowly crashing together as they sit at 3 am in comfy jammies leaning on each other, mumbling random things to the other about the book they’re reading even if it makes no sense to the other “Hamlet...totally just roasted Guiden-whatever his name is with a flute oh my God” “What the hell he set him on fire with a flute?” “We need to go to bed Ty”

Sometimes sitting together, but not talking or acknowledging one another for hours because they are both so immersed in learning lines/writing verses

They have pretentious coffee shop outings ALL. THE. TIME.

Blake enjoys annotating and analyzing literary works, but in turn isn’t much of a writer which is the exact opposite of Tyler, so more often than not they help each other out when it comes to certain English assignments

Tyler helps Blake prep for a role by reading the lines with him “Dude is this Romeo and Juliet?” “Yeah, I’m playing Romeo so start at line three okay.” “Blake, isn’t this gay though like Romeo and Juliet were lovers” “Tyler we’ve been dating for six months and if you aren’t willing to read some freaking lines about killing yourself for me then I think we need to set some priorities straight”

Tyler totally lowkey has a collection of poems he wrote about Blake and other peoples poems that makes him think of Blake and it’s all documented somewhere

The day Blake finds it all he totally like cries because while he is serious and has his “i hate you” personality to most, he’s also v sensitive and just feels so LOVED when he reads all these sweet lines of what Ty thinks of him and it’s a nice feeling and Ty savors the way Blake looks at him so softly™

Dallas: Ooh it’s kinda cold.

Malek: Here, take my jacket.

Dallas: I love you.

Blake: I’m cold, too.

It doesn’t matter.

Your hands shake as you hold your phone, but it doesn’t matter.

He’s mad at you right now, but it doesn’t matter. None of it matters; he’s your best friend, right?

Right?

You let out a shaky breath and grip your phone by the bottom, letting it hang perilously from your grip. You’re leaning against the wall of the school building; everyone’s inside for lunch and you are out here, where you decidedly are not supposed to be, but you had to get away. You couldn’t breathe, sitting there. You couldn’t eat with him so close to Tyler, laughing, talking. You couldn’t help snapping at him. Tyler’s your friend, no one else’s, no one else’s.

But that’s not fair. And now he knows what you think, and he’s going to leave you like everyone else.