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anyway here’s a 17k fic i wrote and made myself cry over. mildly nsfw but there’s a DOG and he’s such a good boy.
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
anyway here’s a 17k fic i wrote and made myself cry over. mildly nsfw but there’s a DOG and he’s such a good boy.
Per that “growing in love” post you reblogged, I love the idea of Matt, who has been telling himself he’s just a mentor/older brother to Mitch, just looking down at Mitchy napping with his head in Matt’s lap and realizing “oh fuck I love him”
Or even he comes home from practice one day with Mitch, who throws his coat over the back of the couch and then goes to the kitchen to rifle through the fridge and matt opens his mouth to say “yeah, make yourself at home” kind of sarcastically. but then he has to stop and he looks around and sees that this place has more of mitch’s stuff in it than matt’s, and he knows most of what’s in the fridge is there because Mitch insisted on it and when Matt geos to hang up Mitch’s coat like an adult he notices that it’s not the only piece of clothing mitch has in his apartment.
and matt’s an idiot because he hasn’t realized it yet but when Mitch whines at him that they don’t ave anything to eat matt says “i’ll order out” when all he can think is “i love you so much”
Someone: Yeah, I really don't like Matt Martin..
Mitch: Unfriended, unfollowed, blocked, my mom's calling your mom and you're not invited to my teen queen sweet sixteen summer beach bash birthday party.
Mitch in the penalty box: Matt likes bad boys right?
Would you mind headcanoning some of that mceichel soulmates 'verse with mitch and matt? Or link me to some of that if you already did?
oh god it’s so angsty. i’ll bullet point it. and put it under a read more. trust me it’s really angsty.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
hey guys i posted my first fic in forever if you’re into that kind of stuff read it and be nice. if not! have a good day
prompt: Marntin, Mitch is self-conscious about his looks and Matt convinces him he shouldn't be, nsfw
Sorry this got long and isn’t super NSFW
When the boys find out who Matt’s ex is, they don’t let Mitch live it down. He doesn’t see what the big deal is, all of their girlfriends and wives have ex’s who were good looking men too. Why is he being the one targeted here? Not that...Mitch isn’t jealous, he’s Matt’s ex, it’s just annoying hearing about Casey all day. Hearing about his jaw, his shoulders, how he can actually grow a beard, it’s stupid and Mitch is annoyed. But that’s it. Just. Annoyed.
Matt doesn’t seem annoyed which is weird, like right? Shouldn’t he be more annoyed that the guys are like...picking on him? On Mitch? But he just sort of rolls his eyes or ignores them. And like, one time, the guys asked why he let someone liek Casey get away and Matt just said “He broke up with me,” and that made the rest of the locker room devolve into laughter and “oooo”s. Mitch just cracked his knuckles against his jaw and pretended to not have heard.
But really, who’s responds to something like that with “he left me,” when he’s around his current boyfriend. Mitch really isn’t jealous but really what is he? a poor man’s cizikas? that’s BS.
The most annoying part is when it’s just Matt and him everything feels so great. He honestly didn’t know someone’s hands and mouth could do that to you, he didn’t know being touched like that would make him go so far out of his mind. and he just wants to fucking enjoy that.
instead. instead. He’s in Matt’s lap on their bed, facing him with his legs around Matt’s waist and feeling his lips trail along Mitch’s chest thinking, “god he can feel my ribcage.” Which...shoudln’t be a problem Mitch has been scrwny this whole time and is only getting more muscular. but somehow, today, even with ho great everything feels, Mitch just wants to cover himself up.
Matt seems to not notice, he’s sliding his mouth along Mitch’s collarbone and down to his pec stopping to suck little hickeys along his skin. They probably won’t show up but Mitch can feel it sensitizing his skin and he’s shuddering in his skin. half trying to get away and half trying to lean into it. Matt’s hand comes up and wraps around Mitch’s side almost completely, his thumb rubbing over mitch’s nipple, digging his nail in just a little.
Mitch moans and feels nauseous at the same time.
“I..can’t,” he says before suddenly pushing Matt away and hurrying to the bathroom. He doesn’t actually think he’s gonna throw up but that twinge of pleasure was too much. It mixed with whatever dark feelings casey has brought up in him, sloshing together like an overreactive ocean in the pit of his stomach.
He’s leaned over with his elbows on the sink when he feels Matt’s hand on his back.
“You okay?” Matt asks gently.
Mitch nods.
“Talk to me Mitch, what happened?” His voice sounds so concerned and calm and Mitch doesn’t want Matt to be like his babysitter.
Mitch looks up at him, “You don’t need to like,” he waves awkwardly between them, “Do this.”
“Do what?” Matt asks, “Take care of you? That’s literally my job.”
Mitch frowns at him and stands up, “We’re not at the fucking rink.”
He didn’t mean for it to come out so aggressive but Matt backs up like he’s been hit, “what?” he asks.
Mitch rubs at his face and groans into his hands. This wasn’t supposed to be a problem but apparently it’s gonna be.
“I was joking,” Matt says, his voice becoming calm again, “If I did something you didn’t like you need to tell me so I don’t do it again. It’s my job because I’m some fucking goon or whatever, it’s my job because you’re my boyfriend and if I’m not taking care of you I don’t deserve to be.”
Mitch sniffles, he’s not crying but he’s feeling pretty pathetic anyway, “I just overreacted, I’m sorry,” he says.
Matt cocks his head to the side, “What’s going on?”
“Just” Mitch looks down at himself, “this is really what you want?” He asks holding his arms out, “You’ve had hotter, why are you settling for this? Is it because I’m easy? I won’t be mad if that’s true or anything.”
Matt looks confused, “What?”
“Casey you know, and I’m sure he’s not your only ex who’s way hotter than me but like...if it’s just because I’m convenient I’ll understand.”
“It’s not...Mitch where are you getting this from? Is it because the guys have been picking on me about Casey? That wasn’t...that was never serious. We were never going to be anything and I knew that from the beginning, he loved women too much. We were both in it for very shallow reasons and sure...he’s good looking but why does that mean you’re not?”
Mitch huffs, “Cause i’m like 2 pounds and he can grow a beard and he has this” he gestures towards his face, “Jaw and cheek bone thing going on.”
Matt laughs making Mitch glare. “Sorry,” Matt says still laughing, “You think this is about a beard?” he shakes his head, “Mitchy, I thought you were beautiful before we were even friends. I love you and everything but I don’t have to love you to know how hot you are.”
“That’s overkill,” Mitch ysays.
Matt shakes his head but he’s still smiling. He approaches Mitch as he says, “let me show you how much I mean” then he’s leaning down and kissing him and Mitch thinks maybe they should give it another go.
that’s not possessive or anything, matt