(✓) iii.| 𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝.

[ 033 ] 𝐄𝐔𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀 & 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐒

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THE WAY THINGS CAN CHANGE SO SUDDENLY HURTS PEOPLE OR MAKES PEOPLE HAPPIER THAN ANYTHING—-some from good to bad, some from bad to good,

in this case... bad to good.

miles bursted into timothees bedroom, shutting the door behind him, it was the happiest timothee had seen him in a very long time.

timothee was writing something on his bed for work, that was until—

"—dude" miles said before grabbing timothee's shoulders,

"what are you so happy about?" timothee asked in a weird tone of voice as he eyed miles up and down with wide eyes,

"i just had the most hot, amazing, mind blowing sex of all time" miles gripped his shoulder as he looked at him with wide eyes,

"what the hell?! with lexie?!" timothee said in disbelief, miles nodded vigorously,

"wait— ew! get your hands off me, i don't know where they just were!" timothee swatted his hands off of his shoulders,

"oh you don't want to know" miles gave him a crazed look, causing timothee to look at him with disgust,

"you're telling me the girl who threw a chair at the wall with her powers because someone tapped her shoulder the other day, had sex with you?!" timothee whisper shouted,

"yes! and oh my god it was the hottest thing ever" miles fell back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling with wide eyes,

"or maybe you just haven't been laid in a long time and you're deprived" timothee said as he continued writing on his file for work,

"three months, it's been three months and holy shit i was getting tired of my right hand" miles shook his head with wide eyes,

"dude..." timothee said with disgust as he stopped writing and looked over to him,

"—sorry, sorry, i'm just really really happy oh my god i am in love with her i am literally in love with her, i always have been, FUCK!" miles shouted with excitement as he sat up,

"damn, and now she's talking again?" timothee questioned as he stared up at him, miles nodded with a smile,

"that's one way to get her talking" timothee raised his brows before going back down to writing,

"you mean it's the best way to get her talking?! even though that wasn't a lot of talking... well, if you're not counting the occasional 'FaStEr—" miles flopped back into to the bed,

"—youre over sharing again" timothee looked over to him,

"sorry i'm just really really happy, i missed her so much and we are finally talking again, it just feels, different this time, like it's just about us and no one else— IVE GONE SOFT!" miles shouted,

"yes, fairchild, you did indeed go soft... it's cute, little baby" he sarcastically pouted,

"fuck you, when's the last time you've gotten pussy? no— scratch that, when's the last time you've felt in love?" miles leaned on his elbow as he looked over to timothee,

timothee just flipped him off,

"i don't want a lover" timothee muttered angrily,

"wait— you and iris still aren't back together? MAN WHAT THE FUCK?!" miles shouted,

"no! i don't want to be with her" timothee shouted as he furiously scribbled his pen on the paper,

"are you joking?! she's probably the nicest girl that you will ever find! any other girl would probably key your car or glitter the bed—" miles began saying, but timothee cut him off,