it could’ve started like this: a mcshep get-together per episode
23/100: runner | coming apart, t, .5k
John curls his hands into fists. He wants to find Caldwell and punch his teeth in—wants Caldwell on the mission to see if he can pull the trigger—wants Caldwell to come around the corner and see this. Turning his face, John brushes his lips against the skin of McKay’s neck, just like he’s imagined doing for the past year.
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