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[thornilee013]

Pull through pull through pull through!!!

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He was Andrew Minyard. Simply put, he didn't make things. He was supposed to lash out and be violent and destroy everything in his way.

Proof of the fact that the very opposite was true sat in his hands, abundant in imperfections and yet existing nonetheless.

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[leedee013]

Needle? 🙏🥺

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Andrew ran a cloth dipped in soapy water over Jean's arm and palm to cleanse the fresh tattoo and spread a layer of ointment over the inked skin before applying the clear bandage. Normally Jean liked getting his tattoos done in one session, but for the kind of tattoo he wanted, it would take multiple sessions to complete. Not only that, but Andrew was the only person Jean trusted to ink him. Unfortunately, Andrew was also a very popular tattoo artist, which meant that the long sessions he'd need in order for the tattoo to be completed would have to be spread out across several smaller ones, and often after normal shop hours.

"Thanks, Andrew. Let me know when you're available again," Jean said as he stood up and brought his hand in front of him to examine the line-work, of roots reaching down onto his palm and branches stretching up onto his wrist and arm, covering years of scars with branches and birds. With a sigh, he shrugged into his jacket—a nice black leather one Kevin and Renee had gotten him for his birthday the year before, and headed for the door. "Have a nice night."

Andrew's hazel eyes ran him over, head to toe, before he offered Jean a simple two-fingered salute in farewell.

Jean ducked out of the store and stepped back out onto the pavement, the night having crept in while he'd been in the shop and making the temperature plummet. He shrank against the cold, making himself smaller in his jacket and trying to cover more of himself with the thin material. It wasn't a particularly warm jacket, after all.

He'd made it maybe a block down the road, cursing himself for never managing to remember to invest in hand warmers, when he heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

"You know, I never caught your name."

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[thornilee013]

Hopefully this one makes sense without being too obvious

prev | 101 Ways Not to Say I Do | WW 8.5.2024

Besides, Neil had never been given a reason to stop being mouthy. Not really. How was he supposed to respond to his coaches' threats when they weren't even threats in the first place? "Oh no, don't make me skip out on press duty?"

"Whatever. Might as well start pulling together a list of people to invite I guess," Nicky said, rubbing his eyes with the heels of his palms.

"Like who?" Andrew asked, leaning forward and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Wymack, to start with?" Nicky suggested.

Neil felt his face lose most of, if not all of its color, even if he still tried to look unbothered by that detail. "Coach might actually kill us."

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[thornilee013]

SLINKY DOG

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But Jean didn’t say anything. Instead, he loosely curled his arms around Jeremy and forced his body to relax.

And eventually, it did.

“I've got you,” Jeremy whispered, and Jean tried his best to accept it as truth.

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Somehow, the suncatchers scattered about in their room managed to uphold their beauty even at midnight on the cloudiest, rainiest nights that would block out all of the moonlight. 

Jean found this out after he woke up in the middle of the night with his heart racing and a cold sweat that had glued his shirt to his back. 

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Suncatchers and Golden Hours

[thornilee013]

Baby Jean 🥺

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Jean pouted and kicked his feet back and forth under the counter. He tried again, his voice little more than a grumble: “Could you go back to your own room? Please?” 

“No no no, not quite. I think you'll find a good approach soon, though. I believe in you, Jean,” his grandmother said.

“I don't,” Jean said.

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[thornilee013]

101 ways not to say I do 🥕

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Neil shrugged. "Probably soon. We only have so long until our next season," he said, quick to continue speaking before Nicky could voice his protests. "We never wanted this to begin with, and we're not about to let it be planned over the course of months. We agreed to an event. We never agreed to a huge event."

"Sometimes I wish I'd never met you," Nicky groaned, cradling his head in his hands. "No worries," he said while standing up and shaking out his hands. "It's fine. I know Allison can call in an order for whatever we need even if it's last minute, and I'm sure Renee will have plenty of spare decorations from her wedding, it'll be fine, fine, perfect. Fantastic, even!"

"Anyway, we figured next week would be a good time."

Nicky didn't honor the proposal with a verbal response, instead throwing his hands up in the air and storming out of the apartment, only to come back two minutes later to get his phone and immediately storm out again.

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[thornilee013]

Needle 🥺

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Jean knew that if he looked away in that moment, that Riko would immediately know the true answer. And Jean was not prepared to admit the truth to himself, let alone to Riko. "I figured it was about time that you get a taste of your own medicine."

"Jean, Jean, Jean," Riko tutted. "You're more like crack than medicine for me. You really should have backed off while you had the chance."

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[thornilee013]

100 ways !!!

prev | 101 Ways Not to Say I Do | WW 15.5.2024

"True. You did skip the event entirely when you got yourself into this mess," Nicky said. "Which is part of the reason that we're in this situation to begin with."

"Wait a second," Andrew said with a scowl. "I thought you said you already had a venue booked for the event."

"Andrew. Please. It was a bluff. I did contact the venue and let them know that you two are interested, however."

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