Freedom, like so free
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Spinning out (waiting for ya to pull me in) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Heated Rivalry (TV) RPF
23 Jan 2026
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Connor’s chest aches and his mouth is dry. He never wanted someone this much. Never needed someone like this.
It’s terrifying.
It’s grounding.
______________________Connor is overstimulated and seeks comfort on the only person that makes his heart race and his mind quiet.
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- Part 1 of Freedom, like so free
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Looking around the half-empty room, past the cardboard boxes and the bare walls, Connor feels a profound, swelling sense of rightness. The grueling months of filming, the miles between Ontario and LA, the overwhelming navigation of public lives and private hearts — it had all funneled down into this exact, perfect moment.
Being wrapped in the arms of a man who is everything he’d ever wanted, deliberately butchering a beautiful language just to steal a kiss that is already his.
____________________________Connor’s French is almost perfect, but he doesn’t mind some extra tutoring when the encouragement is this good.
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- Part 2 of Freedom, like so free
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Connor pressed his forehead against François’s shoulder, arms wrapping around his waist.
"You're an idiot," Connor mumbled into the fabric of François’ shirt.
François let out a shaky breath, his arms coming up instinctively to wrap around Connor’s back, pulling him flush against his chest. "Thank you. That's very reassuring."
______________________All that matters is them, everything else can wait until later.
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- Part 3 of Freedom, like so free
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Connor reached out, praying his palms weren't sweating. "It's, uh, it's really nice to finally meet you, Mr. Arnaud. Thank you so much for having me. I know I'm sort of crashing the family vacation."
"Nonsense," François said softly as their hands met.
Connor looked at François’ face, tracing the lines around his eyes, the slight crinkle at the corner of his mouth. He found himself utterly hypnotized by the sheer, imposing presence of the man. Without realizing it, he let his hand linger, his fingers curving just slightly against the back of François' hand, holding the handshake for a second, maybe two, longer than socially necessary.
If François noticed it, he didn't pull away. Instead, his smile deepened, a subtle shift in the corners of his mouth. "And please, it’s François. 'Mr. Arnaud’ is my father. You are family here, Connor. Anyone who looks after my terrors so well is always welcome."
__________________________Connor shouldn't want him.
François shouldn't touch him.That doesn't stop either of them.
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- Part 4 of Freedom, like so free