I don’t know if you answer asks but I just have to tell you to your face Nathan my boy, you’re a twat and a little bitch but I also fucking love you ,.... don’t get a big head over it
Nathan plucked the blunt from between his lips and exhaled smoke. For a moment, it seemed that he might be offended – ‘twat’? sure. ‘li’l bitch’? well, fuck you, too, mate – but the look passed before it could fully surface. Instead, he grinned. Grinned like he knew a secret.
“It’s okay, love. Y’don’t have to pad down yer undyin’ affection an’ complete awe by callin’ me names. You can just come out ‘n’ say it: you’re ab-so-lutely taken by me, aren’t’cha? I mean–” Nathan paused to flex an arm. If one looked closely, they might even see the tiniest curve of muscle there. Or the fabric bunching. One of the two. “–who wouldn’t? I’m the real deal.”
