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2 POLAROIDS, MUCH TO ANDREWS CHAGRIN & NEILS PLEASURE. (ANDREW HATES THEM, REALLY. HE DOESN’T LOVE HOW THEY MAKE NEIL SMILE) @traumawon

❝           We both know that by now —but I ended up with you, so I’ll call it even          ❞

Hey, do you remember when I visited you ? and cried when I had to leave you ? Neil would have done the same for Andrew. True love ????? you will always be the Andrew to my Neil even if I am the height of Andrew and was ready to throw down for ur mums safety. 

 ▬▬▬▬  ＆；   @traumawon​ ， sc.  

“That sounds like you’re flirting with me”

A frown tugs at the scars littering his face, pulling his skin taut like a marionette and icy eyes lock onto the other with a swirling mix of worry and resignation. There was little to do in these situations, other than following Andrew, like a puppy, picking up the shattered pieces that he left behind of himself as he went on a warpath        “I’m going to follow you anyways, I always do —may aswell come with you”

@traumawon​ from here. //  OH THE SILENCE ! HOW IT RIPS HIS HEART TO SHREDS ! THE COMFORTABLE SILENCE THAT HE IS SO USED TO WITH ANDREW IS NOTHING LIKE THIS. THIS IS FILLED WITH RAGGED BREATHS, WITH ANXIETY & PAIN. THEIR LACED FINGERS ARE THE ONLY THING ANCHORING ANDREW TO THE HERE & NOW. BUT OH GOD ! THE LOOK ON ANDREWS FACE HAUNTS HIM. SO HE TUGS, OFFERING HIS CHEST AS A PILLOW ON THEIR BED     ( OF COURSE THEY WERE CURLED ON ANDREWS BED, THE HEIGHT GAVE  NEIL SECURITY & MADE ANDREWS BLOOD PULSE )     ❝   Andrew —— stay with me. c’mon, lie down.   ❞

dropping down next to the goalie, kevin knew that he didn’t want to talk about exy.   ( who the hell doesn’t want to talk about exy? sheer madness. )   “hey.”   he started, kicking his feet up onto the table, his long legs easily extending the gap.   “...so, about last night’s game.”   it was almost automatic, falling out of him before he had a chance to catch the words.   “i don’t know about you, but i think that spain’s actually in with a shout this year.” | @traumawon