#workinprcgress

    he drops heavily onto her unmade dorm bed, making himself at home without being asked to do so. he has to lay the complete length of her bed so he can grab a lovingly dog-eared book from the side table, rucking up his no-longer ironic crop top in the process and not bothering to yank it back down. cash cracks the book open to random pages, reading the notes there, paying alex no attention. “so shower. i’ll wait.”

    gansey’s frown is immediate, one that twists his entire face into an expression of concentrated dissatisfaction. it’s a look that might seem patronizing to the untrained eye, but a closer investigation reveals the truth – knitted brows, lines of concentration on his forehead, dark smudges beneath his eyes that make him look far young and far older than he is at the same time. his hazel eyes study her again, quickly, as if trying to parse out what he missed before on a previous examination, what detail was eluding him that would explain away all the questions he has. a moment passes, one gansey spends considering which question seems most important, which answer he thinks will tell the most, before he finally settles on one. “why would you think you’re the dragon, alex?”

    “i’m not saying that it’s you, but whomever was listening to the same hamilton song on repeat while they were in the shower for forty-five minutes owes the entire house an apology.”

    alex is right, as most strong-willed, opinionated women in gansey’s life usually are. he has a fleeting thought that she’d fit in well among the inhabitants of 300 fox way, but it’s filed away for another time. he’s not sure he could handle blue and alex harping on him at the same time, no matter how much he would deserve it. he does as instructed, though, all but buying the store out of their gatorade ( glacier freeze, only ) and returning back to her apartment. noah had tagged along with him at the cornerstore, but he doesn’t appear on the doorstep with gansey. probably too timid to face any actual head-on dispute, more content to watch from the shadows. gansey knocks on the door, makes his shoulders a fraction smaller. “ -- i’ve got the glacier freeze.”

    “you think i can pull these off as good as dick three?” 

( spoiler alert, it probably was )

get off me im trying to sigh

             “Shoes are constricting! Why would I wear those                 dumb things? I like my feet just the way they are!”