UM. UM. Break my heart why don't you. But in a good way. Cause.
This entire part right here:
“It was this thing.” He glares over the steam. “It was this thing. I saw it and thought, that maybe if I purchased something it would help with the courage thing. That if I had the cups and the ingredients, I couldn’t not eventually find you and tell you that I’m a mess. I don’t buy things unless I need them. It’s not practical.” He clacks the barbell on his tongue against his teeth. “And there’s no reason for you to know that, or care, or know me. And I get that I’m always gonna be this weird loser who hangs onto strange sappy dreams and never gets it.” Noah places his mug on the floor so he can grind his palms against his eyelids. “But you came back, and you were here waiting. And you knew when we’d last seen each other down to the moment. I don’t know what to do with that.”
IS just...I HAVE NO WORDS. But it made me feel funny things in my stomach. Because I LOVE LOVE LOVE the explanation you gave about Noah not buying or anything he doesn't need. And he has the mugs because of Luke. And just djfalskfjakfjadfahdfjklasfhdajlkhfad!
*dies a little inside*
Luke melts across Noah, nuzzles into his neck, kisses at the skin behind his ear. “That’s all I can ask for.” He rubs their noses over each other. “If you could find a way to try and trust me, you’ll see, it’s all I ever wanted.”
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Date: 2009-04-13 07:15 am (UTC)This entire part right here:
“It was this thing.” He glares over the steam. “It was this thing. I saw it and thought, that maybe if I purchased something it would help with the courage thing. That if I had the cups and the ingredients, I couldn’t not eventually find you and tell you that I’m a mess. I don’t buy things unless I need them. It’s not practical.” He clacks the barbell on his tongue against his teeth. “And there’s no reason for you to know that, or care, or know me. And I get that I’m always gonna be this weird loser who hangs onto strange sappy dreams and never gets it.” Noah places his mug on the floor so he can grind his palms against his eyelids. “But you came back, and you were here waiting. And you knew when we’d last seen each other down to the moment. I don’t know what to do with that.”
IS just...I HAVE NO WORDS. But it made me feel funny things in my stomach. Because I LOVE LOVE LOVE the explanation you gave about Noah not buying or anything he doesn't need. And he has the mugs because of Luke. And just djfalskfjakfjadfahdfjklasfhdajlkhfad!
*dies a little inside*
Luke melts across Noah, nuzzles into his neck, kisses at the skin behind his ear. “That’s all I can ask for.” He rubs their noses over each other. “If you could find a way to try and trust me, you’ll see, it’s all I ever wanted.”
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