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“You’re bleeding.”
Andrew whipped around, staggering backwards, eyes locking onto intense blue. The kid - boy - from last night was staring at him, wide, curious eyes covered by a mop of auburn curls that seemed ablaze in the sunlight. He was hovering behind the car, holding onto a lacrosse ball. Gauze was tapped to his right cheek and right knee, and Andrew could make out about a dozen other faded scars dotted along his tan skin. Andrew hadn’t heard him coming at all.
“Who are you?”With each year that passes since the day he met Neil Josten, Andrew is more and more confident that the trajectory of his life was irrevocably changed for the better.
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“But I just went through my heat.” Neil complained, annoyed at himself.
Abby gave him a sympathetic look. “Well, it’s not that surprising.”
What the fuck does that mean?
“You spend your time with a highly compatible alpha,” Abby’s eyes flicked to Andrew, still looming in the corner, “So your body is likely trying to encourage you to…procreate.”
Neil stared at her in horror, his cheeks flushing bright red. There was a slowly increasing list of things he felt comfortable talking about with Abby, and his apparent biological need to get dicked down by Andrew was not one of them.
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Five times Andrew tries to be quiet, and the one time he lets himself be loud.
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Neil lets his eyes close again, content to slip back under and let the morning fall away from him, when Andrew shifts behind him. Andrew’s nose brushes his neck, just above the collar of his borrowed shirt, and then his lips follow the same path.
“Awake?” Andrew greets, barely above a whisper. Neil hums in assent. “Time?”
Neil cracks one eye open and looks at the blinds, where light creeps into the room in shallow golden sheets. “The sun is up.”
“Idiot,” Andrew admonishes, but his tone is too fond for any real animosity. He follows it up with kisses on the back of Neil’s neck, open-mouthed and so, so warm.
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or: a lazy morning in columbia
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Neil Josten tinha tempo livre para pensar.
Desde o momento em que ele pôde enterrar Nathaniel Wesniski em Baltimore, ele descobriu que a vida poderia ser incrivelmente tediosa quando não haviam milhares de pessoas tentando lhe assassinar.
Para a maioria das pessoas, isso deveria ser bom.
Mas para Andrew, era uma tragédia absoluta.