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💚 wip wednesday — 5/3

fwb!gaz fic is today’s wip because it’s actually very high on my priority list but I cant write ☺️✌️

There’s no reason to tell Kyle, he’s just a fuck buddy, and maybe buddy is a bit of a stretch — you fucked, maybe watched some shows, showered, and left. You’re swiping through as he goes to dispose of the condom, idly pulling your leggings back on. For a moment you don’t even realize he’s talking to you, blinking up at him before you flash a smile. “Sorry, gotta get home, maybe next time.”

It had been about two months since you last saw him when you get a text from Kyle, saying his leave had started. Two days later he’s asking what you were up to. If you wanted to get takeout. You ignore his messages, because you're going on a date with Mat with one 't', and you like Mat with one 't'. You'd like to finally sleep with Mat, and tonight's seeming like it'll be the night, because you miss sex. More specifically you miss the kind of sex you used to have with Kyle, but that was neither here nor there.