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Sometimes I think back to the time I was in the hospital when I was asked by a nurse if I was single and then proceed to go on a tangent about u n was red n trippin over my words about everything I loved about u then he told me u sound lovesick and if not that u really care for them u can see it in ur eyes
Then I just get this warm feeling in my chest.
[billy/harlow] “I think I screwed up. Again.”
"What'd you do this time, hm? You over-order on muffins again for the cafe, sugar?"
Harlow let out a soft laugh, his honeyed, Texan accent reverberating against the crook of Billy's neck. The two men stood in Harlow's dimly lit bedroom, having to duck every now and again to avoid hitting their heads on the sloping ceiling. Hearing the tension in Billy's voice, Harlow pulled him closer, Billy's back pressed to Harlow's chest, the older man's arms wrapped around his stomach. It probably wasn't wise to screw around with your boss, but Harlow was comfortable in the knowledge that Billy was his friend first, his boss second. Harlow worked at A Novel Idea because he liked it, liked being around the books and the strong coffee and Billy. He didn't ever feel like he was in danger of crossing a line, but even so, Harlow would happily leave it all behind if those lines ever became a little too blurry.
"Aw, come on, whatever it is can't be that bad." Harlow insisted, voice strong and reassuring. His lips pressed to the back of Billy's neck in a soft kiss, holding his friend tight. "And nothin' I can't help you fix."
* @shockpop said : ' dude, you got something on your hand!! ' smacks his own into it, ' --- me! '
ALARM ETCHED ITSELF INTO YOUTHFUL EXPRESSION AS HE GLANCED DOWN , ONLY to watch denki’s palm kiss his own. there was an electrifying current that scattered across the skin between them ( was that denki’s quirk at work, or just shouto’s own HYPER AWARENESS that he was holding his hand? ), and shouto released a breath he didn’t know he was holding as all the WEIGHT tumbled from his shoulders. he was freed ------- desperation clinging to the way his fingers slipped into the slots of denki’s, the way he gripped on as if denki would pull away suddenly and leave him feeling far too COLD again.
don’t let go. please don’t let go.
shouto could feel blood rushing to his cheeks, a small flickering flame dazzling the skin of his left cheek. he still hadn’t looked up at denki, his eyes trained to their now interlocked fingers ----- if he looked away, perhaps it wouldn’t be real. perhaps it’d just be a dream --------- and he didn’t want to wake up.
That knee touch. I-
Aw beans it’s tender hours.
you’re my jewel and my miracle; we’ll be best friends forever. 🌹
seeing that the maknae jeongin is so close with the older members warms up my heart it’s so nice to know that he is loved and appreciated by his hyungs
Yixing: *does something*
Me: *wipes a tear away, sniffling* Wow what a King.
