Tate loved the summer
Especially with Ian , his freckles popping out brighter than usual due to the heat . He's grown , he went from just reaching his chest to being up to his shoulders , tate liked it
He likes that Ian's out with his sexuality
How free he seems to be in his own skin
Then there's the street fights lip and Ian had been running , that's where they were now , tate watching with an amused grin as another blow was hit to the side of lips head before he was grabbed and rolled backwards onto the floor , slamming down onto the Matt harshly as people yelled around them
" this is funny ", tate chuckles , causing Ian to push his side before looking back over to where the fight was taking place in frustration to the fact his brother was practically taking a beating without getting more than a few hits in
" first round , go to your corners ", the ref yelled out over everyone else as he banged down with a hammer to the wall
" oh , hey Mandy ", lip says casually as he came to the corner , as if he wasn't bloody and bruised
" yknow you're supposed to hit him back ", Ian yells at him as he grabbed the back of lips neck and looked him over
" that kid hits hard ", lip breathes out as he crouched down on his stool , breathing heavily around his mouth gaurd
" what did you think this was supposed to be?", Mandy scoffs at him while Ian presses a cold wet cloth to the side of lips more injured face
" I didn't think that he could punch me with his foot . He kicked me at the top of my goddamn head ", lip exclaims as he winced in pain
" no shit , that's what the kid is known for , dumbass", tate snickers , standing behind ian with an amused look
" hey , look at me ", Ian shakes lip , pulling him closer to him as he eyed lip " you wanna throw in the towel ?", he asks before the ref banged down on the wall once again
" I would if I was smart ", lip chuckles breathlessly before standing up with Ian's help , getting punched straight across the face as soon as he's in the ring and tate laughs while ian facepalms
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Ian loved their moments away
Where they had their stolen kisses and those secret smiles even if the both of them were out and careless of their sexuality's
Ian still loved their little moments
He loved how nobody could catch tates eye or even make him glance away
He loved how much attention he seemed to gather from tate and how tate treated him like he was the most beautiful and enchanting thing to exsist
Tate made him feel like he was really really something
Like he was seen
Like he was loved
Ian grins , teeth clashing against tates lips and making the taller male chuckle before pulling away slightly as they breathed
Words weren't really needed when their eyes met , Ians lips pulling into a proper grin , one of his arms over tates shoulder while the other worked its way up under the back of tates shirt
A bang in the door made the both of them loose eye contact " hey , open the fucking door , it's been 10 minutes , hurry up"
It makes Ian laugh before he's pulling tate down by the neck to push his lips onto tates
