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Predictably, Neil’s automated voicemail message answers for him. The number you’re trying to reach is unavailable at this time. The message runs through its spiel, informing Andrew that he can leave a message after the beep.
Goodbye hovers on his tongue. It’s the least that Neil deserves from him. There are so many more things to be said.
Andrew shuts his phone without leaving a voicemail. He drops his phone onto the counter and slips a knife out of its sheath.
Right before spring break during his fourth year at Palmetto, Andrew Minyard attempts suicide. Now everyone has to figure out how to move forward from here.
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Aaron’s incredible ability to be at the wrong place and the worst possible time by All_for_the_andreil
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
05 Aug 2020
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Five times Aaron interrupts Andrew and Neil and one time he doesn’t ;)
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- Part 1 of Wholesome twinyards
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“I hate you,” says Andrew. He thinks about the version of Neil in his dreams, the one that slipped beneath his covers with him at Easthaven and slept next to him with two feet of space between their hands. He should have known it was a dream the moment Neil climbed into his bed—nobody gives Andrew his space. Nobody enters his bed and does not immediately press themselves to him as close as possible.
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The first time, Andrew wakes up swinging.
Or, the evolution of Andrew and Neil learning how to sleep in the same bed.
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you're my dream, you're my nightmare by kowarubunga
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
25 Mar 2025
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The noise from the coffee machine peters out as it finishes brewing, the click of the heating implements shutting off loud in the quiet of the house. Andrew pulls away and gives one, two quick parting kisses before he starts to move toward the cabinet with all the mugs.
Neil holds him back, though, his arms still around Andrew. He stares, searches for something in Andrew’s face, then leans in and presses his lips to Andrew’s forehead, just at the hairline.
He freezes, stunned, and Neil has to squeeze his way out of where Andrew pinned him to the counter so he can grab the mugs. Neil doesn’t look back, doesn’t say anything. Just leaves Andrew to process.
Andrew doesn’t know what he’s processing. His thoughts are both disconcertingly silent and screaming so much incomprehensible garbage at him he doesn’t know where to start.
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or: five times neil kisses andrew on the forehead + one time andrew returns the favor