korakos: Afficher davantage
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when is the happiest Neil has ever been, and when is the happiest Andrew has ever been?
korakos: Afficher davantage
started from the bottom now we’re here
startaconversation Whatever you do don’t think about Neil falling… Well I’m going to be suitably depressed for the rest of the day. Thanks for that. Well it IS the reactions I was trying for with that post. I never expected to still get them three weeks later though! Anyway, if it helps, remember that… Continue reading
on Andrew & Neil’s domestic life
korakos: Specifically: cats, cooking, and cleaning. Afficher davantage
spacepearl: consider: neil having conversations with the cats by meowing (because every cat owner does this, lbr) andrew finds it Utterly Ridiculous but also kinda endearing one time andrew gets one of the neil & cats conversations on video neil thinks it’s funny and sends it to nicky nicky: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “shit that’s so cute what… Continue reading
you can make this as short or long as you want, but I’d really like to read something about what went inside andrew’s head after he came off the drugs and saw everyone again (neil’s wounds, the reason for them, the new power balance in the team etc) *_*
korakos: I feel this answer veered far off track into the left field along the way. Afficher davantage
Neil is not supposed to be the answer, this two-faced child who should have broken years ago, who tries to keep everyone at arm’s length but hangs on as tight as he can with bruised and bloody knuckles. Neil is not reason enough to wake up, to look back, to try a little harder.
One man is not reason enough to live.
Andrew knows better than to believe these lies, than to think that look could be anything but a ploy for more favors and protection.
He knows better, but
The first time they hold hands is a Saturday morning the fall of Neil’s sophomore year. They’re only a couple weeks into the semester and the Foxes are off to their traditional rough start on account of the tension between old & new and – more importantly – the friction between Neil and two of the freshmen. Neil is past ready for the weekend, but he gets an unwanted early start because Andrew gets up for a sparring session with Renee.
By the time Andrew gets back Neil has already moved from their room to the rooftop of Fox Tower, never mind that it’s overcast and already starting to drizzle. They don’t say anything for a while, content to sit side by side with their cigarettes. Neil’s burns down first since he didn’t wait for Andrew before lighting up, and he’s feeling jagged enough that he attempts to steal Andrew’s. Andrew, being Andrew, simply moves it to his far hand where Neil can’t reach it.
Neil lets himself get distracted instead by the shadows on Andrew’s hands, the forming bruises and the split skin along his knuckles. He takes Andrew’s hand to inspect the damage, wondering at how something so strong can be so fragile—or is it the other way around?. If he turns their hands over he can see the wreckage Lola left behind on his own skin, the distorted scars that will always stand out more than he wants them to.
He thinks about the grief and strife that’s brought them to this point, that’s let them grow to where Neil no longer has to ask permission to put his hands on Andrew. He knows it doesn’t matter how rough the week was or how frustrating the freshman are. They’ve been through hell and back together; these kids are nothing but a passing annoyance in the end.
It’s a hand, Andrew says, not a question, but not quite mockery, when Neil’s gaze lingers a little too long.
It’s your hand, Neil says, and doesn’t bother to explain. Instead he slips his fingers through Andrew’s and digs in like he can leave his fingerprints on Andrew’s pale skin.
Andrew doesn’t pull away, and they don’t go in until the storm breaks.
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