[ john this is so completely a stop gap and explaining might have worked out better in the long run but okay? dave's like, in no way protesting this. it's an awkward angle and dave gasps out a quiet huff of air when john bite his lip, lips parting, and lets his hand slide up into john's hair.
maybe it doesn't answer anything, but this is real. john's real. and dave's willing to take whatever john is willing to give him.
if a crush feels like squeezing into last year's dress, being in love feels something like the weight of the world pressing down on your shoulders while your stomach feels like it might float away on butterflies. conflict that's hard to resolve, a giddy bittersweet acceptance that you have zero control and it's a house of cards someone else is building with you.
a heart so full it's fit to burst, a sharp pain as it waits to do so. ]
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maybe it doesn't answer anything, but this is real. john's real. and dave's willing to take whatever john is willing to give him.
if a crush feels like squeezing into last year's dress, being in love feels something like the weight of the world pressing down on your shoulders while your stomach feels like it might float away on butterflies. conflict that's hard to resolve, a giddy bittersweet acceptance that you have zero control and it's a house of cards someone else is building with you.
a heart so full it's fit to burst, a sharp pain as it waits to do so. ]