#a failurebydesign

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“I promised you the best birthday and you’re getting it.” Tito pushes up and off of the bed, grabs a t-shirt from Mat’s suitcase and tosses it at him. “Now get dressed, we have somewhere to be.” “Can I at least shower first?” Mat wrinkles his nose and checks the clock— it’s early. “Yeah,” Tito says with a shrug. “It’s your birthday.” ( Or When Mat runs away to Paris, Tito makes it his mission to give him the best birthday he deserves. )

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“So Ibiza, then Barcelona,” Luc says, looking over the itinerary that’s typed up on his phone. “Maybe somewhere else if the beaches suck.” “In Spain?” Tito mock gasps. “Impossible.” ( Or Tito and Luc enjoy their time in Ibiza. )

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“Try to get some sleep,” Tito says, eyes reflecting the same exhaustion that Mat feels. “And don’t forget we’re going over to Ebs’ house for dinner tomorrow night. His wife is cooking—” “Wife?” Mat tries not to, but a laugh slips out anyway. “Yes, Mat, wife. They got married last summer, remember?” ( Or, Mat wakes up in a life that's not his. )

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“We need to practice.” Tito shifts beneath the weight of Mat. He tries his best not to react to the way Mat moves his mouth along his collarbone, except he's pretty sure there's going to be a mark there later. “S’what we're doing,” Mat mumbles. (Or: A little 2k Porn With Plot.)