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    And Jamie likes free shit as much as the next bloke, especially free shit from Roy, whose attention he gulps down like fucking air, but it’s like — “Roy, mate. I’ve got me own money, haven’t I?”

    (In which Jamie doesn't need a sugar daddy, but Roy just might need somebody to spoil.)

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    It's Jamie's idea, which concerns everyone on multiple levels.

    "Don't see why," says Jamie, looking mulish about it. He's got his stupid ICON cap on backwards, a pink tie-dye sweatshirt on over what Isaac's pretty sure's a pair of denim overalls. "I got good ideas, sometimes."

    "Aye!" says Dani. "Like the time you told me we should tie our shoelaces together to practice running up and down the pitch. That was a good idea, until we faceplanted and had to get stitches."

    The lads murmur in agreement. Jamie says, "Yeah, it were the stitches that got us, weren't it," as though that was the problem with that particular idea.

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    On the drive back from school one Friday afternoon, Phoebe asked her Uncle Roy, “D’you think my dad’s still out there somewhere?”

    [ phoebe is tasked with writing a letter to her younger self for a school assignment. this brings up a lot of complicated emotions; enter jamie tartt. ]

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    6Aerith9: Too late now. All the good places are booked. Maybe next year.
    Sephiroth28: if you had somewhere to go could you get the time off?
    6Aerith9: yeah
    Sephiroth28: you ever been to Marbella?
    6Aerith9: where is that?
    Sephiroth28: Spain
    6Aerith9: Never been to Spain. But I kind of like the music. :)
    Sephiroth28: I’ve got about forty extra rooms around here with the pool and the beach. If you want.

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    The third time The Thought crosses Roy’s mind, it doesn’t come as a sudden realisation like it had both times before. He doesn’t just happen to blink or some shit and get struck with the fucking epiphany that Jamie Tartt clearly, desperately needs a hug. It’s not a jolt to his system, not a surprise, not this huge blindsiding Thing that appears out of nowhere.

    No, this iteration of The Thought creeps up like a bad cold: slowly, lazily to start, so that it doesn’t seem like such a big deal at first, but that’s how it fucking gets you, innit, because soon enough you’re knocked clear on your arse with the force of it.

    And it’s fucking terrifying.

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    in which the touchstarved gays are no longer touchstarved but are still gay, Jamie's in his Mom City depression era, and Roy Kent is Trying His Best. Once again living vicariously through fictional sportsball men <3

    (can be read as a standalone, but the first fic provides some context!)

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