fatigue (yaoi)

fatigue (yaoi)

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staring at him awkwardly, dylan didn't say anything. "c-can i sit here?" oscar asked again, wearily. "um... i guess so." dylan said softly. oscar had noticed the pinkish colour that was taking over the strawberry-blond's cheeks. it looked a bit cute. he touched dylan's shoulder. "you okay?" dylan didn't answer. he was suffering fatigue. this was written after an argumenti (pronounced:argument aye) over hentai credits to dylan and oscar for not roasting me for this story about them add me on snapchat: @leafkasa
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Alec grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down next to him. It was like he was embarrassed to meet his eyes, because he instead pressed his face into Mark's chest. For a moment, Mark was worried that Alec would hear his pounding heart with his head pressed into his chest, but then he realized he didn't really care. Before the other boy could fall back asleep, he asked a question. "Alec, why did you pretend to be drunk?" He knew that in asking this, he was admitting to the other boy that he cared. Alec's head lifted and he looked up at him with wide eyes "You know why." Their gazes locked, and Mark didn't dare blink. He thought back to Adam's words from earlier. Take the time to understand. So Mark did. He thought of his hands on Alec, taking advantage of the fact that the boy was wasted and most likely wouldn't remember in the morning. Then he thought about how he wasn't the only one to put his hands there. Sometimes they were guided, by Alec's own hands, and it realized that that if he wasn't drunk at the time, but sober, then Alec must have wanted his hands there. And then, Mark understood.

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