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note: i’ve been so caught up in exams and other interests, i havent written anything for these sweethearts in a long while. here’s some fluff. <3
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graham comes out of the bathroom, freshly washed and in some pyjamas. they were sharing a hotel room. just like old times. they couldn’t afford separate rooms for all four of them back them, so they shared in pairs.
damon is already tucked into the double bed, curled up on his claimed side. graham sighs softly in content, placing his neatly folded clothes into his suitcase and padding over to the bed. he sits down on his side.
he feels the other shifting, making the mattress move and bounce. he then feels two, unexpected but not unwelcome, arms wrap around his middle. a face nuzzles against his side.
damon always used to tuck himself against graham like this after he had showered. despite graham being scrawny, the singer desired his body heat.
the younger chuckles, and reaches down to pat his arms. they’re smooth and littered with freckles with whiskers of hairs all up his forearm. his slightly larger hand slides to cover one of damons. his hands feel softer without all his rings.
“alright?” he asks softly, ruffling his own dark hair after deciding it needed fixing immediately. he slips off his glasses and puts them onto the bedside.
damon nods against his side. his arms slightly tighten and then loosen again. a gentle squeeze. “s’warm…” he murmurs into the fabric of graham’s faded band tee that had been demoted to pyjamas. he didnt have any matching pairs. just some worse-for-wear tops and checkered bottoms.
his nose rubs against the soft material, almost as if he cant get enough of it. graham reaches a hand behind him to place promptly onto the older’s head and ruffle up his hair.
“im gonna lie down now…” he hints, asking for him to let go indirectly. damon complies hesitantly and withdraws his arms from their place that had his friend tucked into them.
the guitarist snuggles down and lies in the bed, pulling the covers over himself. the bed was chilly from the lack of body heat being in it. he tries to nudge a foot onto damon’s side to steal his warmth, but the other nudges it away.
“stop it. your toes will be all chilly…”
graham giggles to himself, turning over onto his side to face damon. the other has got that stupid wobbly grin on his face that he only makes to him. he’s never made that face to anyone but graham.
he reaches over to turn off the main light. now they’re only softly illuminated by graham’s side lamp. its cozy and comfortable, and it instantly makes the younger feel warmer.
“d’you remember…” he begins.
damon perks up, looking at graham with his softest eyes, still sporting that ‘proud dad’ smile as he looks at him.
“when we had to squish onto your single bed. we were, what…fourteen?” he chuckles and meets damon’s eyes again. “because you didnt have the bloody spare mattress for me…”
the singer giggles at the memory. “i told you the sofa was free, but you insisted it was ‘freezing in there’”
graham makes a mock-offended face and gasps softly. “it was! fuckin’ boltic in your living room, it was awful…’specially at night.”
the older tuts and rolls his eyes, fidgeting and ringing his hands subtly by his chest. he’d missed this, but he hadnt truly realised it until it was gone. he’s never felt such relief that graham’s back. right here in front of him. his little pal.
“anyway…we had to practically cuddle all night.” he smiles, suddenly looking sheepish. “i hate to say i enjoyed it…”
the older laughs with him, reaching over to push his hair out of his eyes. its a gentle, caring gesture. almost motherly.
“why bring that up?” he asks, curiously.
his eyes flicker over the sparks of grey in his friends hair. still so soft and dark brown, but with little shocks of greys mixed in there. they’re getting older now.
graham shrugs in response.
damon smirks and lets out a soft laugh, nudging his arm. he gives him a look, before chuckling and lifting an arm
“come here, you know you wanna…”
graham stares into damon inviting open arms. the tips of his ears warm, and his lip tucks under the top. he wasnt a crier, but right now he felt as if he might. he hadnt had tears in a long time. damon’s hugs were the most paternal, warm, comforting thing.
graham all but hesitates, shifting over to tuck safely into the warm arms of bliss itself. his arms wrap around in return. its a gentle cuddle at first, but it starts to feel more desperate. clinging tighter.
damon holds him close, hand rubbing up and down his back soothingly. it still felt like getting a hug from heaven itself. it was never about the lack of room.
I can't stop thinking about these gay old men😭😭😭
HUGS 4 THE PATHETIC LITTLE MAN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
(idea from my fav twin @euforimorily lmao. delusional but not alone 🤤)
Damon is so hard to draw I can spend one night to draw 3 Graham and I can't even draw 1 Damon in a day😅
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I have old man gramon deficiency
The album cover of Think Tank is kind of representation of gramon to me, the two people are cuddling, it's like the relationship between Damon and Graham, which they are each other's best mates, while both figures are wearing diving helmets, an innuendo of completely lacked communication between the two (which discussed by Damon and Graham several times about why they had split) . And the whole art feels like in a deep sea scenario, what happened between the singer and the guitarist was so sad that made them struggled and suffocated.
And I feel the light when you tell me it's okay
Cause you're so great and I love you
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Sweet song