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andrew minyard we still talk about you
Maybe some more Pretty Boy?
WIP Wednesday 3/13/24 (CLOSED) | Pretty Boy
It's hard not to look at Neil's ass in their current position.
It is...just right there. Right in front of him since he's holding the walls together. "Sorry Andrew," Neil apologizes as if this is somehow a bad gig for him.
It isn't.
He just wishes he was not this close to Neil's ass in public. He also wishes that Neil had not worn these jeans today, because he has to keep glowering at anyone who looks too long.
Matt gets a free pass but everyone else needs to look away.
Andrew had a tendency to forget to do his laundry.
well, he didn’t forget to do his laundry, he just hated doing it. he didn’t like having to leave Fox Tower and drive across campus to wash his clothes.
he’d often rewear hoodies and joggers that he wore on short class days. he didn’t like wearing dirty clothes, bit he didn’t like doing laundry more, so he dealt with it.
on particularly lazy weeks, he’s steal clothes from Neil.
it was an accident at first. somehow one of Neil’s hoodies made its way into Andrew’s side of the dresser and he didn’t notice until he was leaving for class. he didn’t have time to change his own hoodie and he didn’t have another hoodie to change into.
after that it became a thing. Andrew would steal Neil’s plain hoodies to wear when it was cold. he liked that they were slightly big on him and kept him warm when walking to class.
he didn’t let Neil know he would wear his clothes. it was something that only Andrew knew about. it was his little secret; his guilty pleasure.
he accidentally wore Neil’s team hoodie thinking it was own. he wore his own team hoodie to sleep, and he intended to take a nap when he realized he was wearing Neil’s hoodie. it smelled like him. the smell comforted him into sleep.
he woke up to a soft hand carding through his hair. he’d usually wake up at the door opening or the dip of someone sitting on the edge of his bed, but he hadn’t. he subconsciously leaned into the touch and made a noise of content.
“good morning,” Neil whispered when he felt Andrew wake up. “sleep good?”
he nodded his head in response. “come here,” Andrew said. he tried to reach his arms around Neil’s body.
“so clingy,” Neil giggled. he ignored the glare Andrew tried to give him.
he pulled the comforter back to climb into bed with Andrew, getting a view of Andrew’s hoodie. he couldn’t help the smile that broke on his face. “is that mine?” he asked like he didn’t know the answer.
Andrew gave him a weak groan in response. “it’s comfier than mine. leave me alone.”
“i don’t think i’m done teasing you about it though,” he said. he finally crawled into bed, tracing the letters of his name on Andrew’s chest.
Andrew rolled his eyes at the gesture. he pretended to be annoyed, but he liked the faint feeling of Neil drawing shapes onto his chest through the thick material. he burrowed his nose into the neck of the hoodie to smell Neil on it.
“you’re cute,” Neil told him.
“don’t even, Junkie. i hate you. 190 percent,” he replied. his cheeks went a slight shade of pink where he hid in the neck of Neil’s hoodie.
I’m all for beefy Andrew, I mean, who isn’t? But why the fuck is nobody talking about Neil!?! From the amount of running Neil does, he probably has the beefiest legs ever. Andrew probably traces the muscles on Neil’s legs thinking “damn I struck gold, these legs are everything”
Like the Foxes are on the floor, dying after a long walk together (im writing a hc about this); Neil is having the time of his life, leaving everyone in the dust, it’s beautiful.
That’s it, that’s the post.
Andrew is a floor person, and nobody can convince me otherwise
He’s so gay that he can’t even sit on chairs
I was inspired by @claremonte‘s rwrb posts to make an evolution of nothing in Andrew and Neil’s conversations.
canon interaction
My excuse for all future mischaracterizations of aftg characters in my posts and fics:
MaYbE I JuSt wAnTeD SoMe aFtG FlUfF