#author: linsky

[1988ficquotes]

“it’s really hard to sit in the presence of God and let yourself keep believing a lie.”  

-- God Only Knows, by Linsky

[1988ficquotes]

“I’ve got sources,” Patrick says. He’s been carrying the Cosmo around, in case he has the chance to argue with Jonny. He tries not to carry that kind of thing around in public too much, because the media gives him shit about it, but hey, he has nothing to be ashamed of. “Look, it’s a real study, Jonathan, printed in a journal and everything—”

“I hate when you call me Jonathan,” Jonny says. “It always means you’re being stupider than usual.”

-- For Science, by Linsky

[1988ficquotes]

Other times, he wakes up in the small hours of the night and thinks that if he doesn’t have anyone to hold onto, he’ll die. Those are the times when he wraps his arms around himself and tries desperately to pretend it’s someone else, someone who wants to hold him, someone he could touch without hurting.

-- My Heart Forgets to Beat, by Linsky

[1988ficquotes]

Jonny pulls him inside and runs a hand down his side to his waist. Patrick shudders at the touch, muscles starting to unclench. Jonny pulls him in, tight, close, and Patrick sags against him, letting Jonny take all his weight and soaking up the touch.

They stand like that for a long, blessed minute, and then Jonny walks them over to the couch and lies on his side and holds Patrick close, arms and legs wrapping around him. Patrick finds his mouth and gives him an urgent kiss, one, two, and then turns his face into Jonny’s neck and lets it all wash over him.

It’s like sinking into a warm bath on a freezing day. It’s—it’s wanting something so badly and finding out that the thing you want does exist, that it’s just as good as you thought it was, that it’s actually enough to make you okay. It’s Jonny, holding him like otherwise his body might fall apart.

-- Tame the Roads That Can’t Be Tamed, by Linsky