neonthoughts
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
Neil comforts Andrew after experiencing a terrible nightmare/flashback. Andrew considers what memories are and what they can be.
-
Tags
Summary
Dan moved up to Manchester after his already successful parents got a promotion and moved to be closer to work. Dan is lonely seeing as his parents are always too busy for him. Since birth, he’s had a life plan that he is to follow exactly, though he wants to create his own future. He meets a really quiet kid, Phil, who never talks to anyone and is known as “Freaky Phil” by everyone in school. Dan decides to give the boy a chance, though Phil isn’t exactly the easiest person to talk to…
Recent bookmarks
-
When I Wake Up To You, I Feel Like I'm Still Dreaming by Detective4
Fandoms: All For The Game - Nora Sakavic
30 Sep 2020
Tags
Summary
Neil heard Kevin shift again and felt a heavy arm settle over his side, tugging him closer to Kevin’s bare chest. Neil leaned into the warmth, humming softly. “So we get some personal time then?”
Kevin kissed the cheeky smirk off his face exasperatedly. “We’re sleeping. You’re dead tired and it’s not like there’s a court to stay up late on.”
“Geez, I mention personal time and your mind goes to Exy? I can’t believe Andrew calls me the junkie.” Neil huffed as he tucked his head against Kevin’s neck.
“That’s not-. I knew what you meant, I just-.” Kevin cut his embarrassed ramble short when he felt Neil’s chest shake against him in almost silent laughter. “You’re horrible.”
--
Lots of cuddling, a few nightmares, and kisses for the boys.
Bookmarked by neonthoughts
30 Sep 2020
Bookmarker's Tags:
Bookmarker's Notes
This is everything. Too cute, too sweet, precious and perfect.
-
Tags
Summary
“I told you always,” Neil said, blinking a few times in rapid succession, his words coming slow in an obvious attempt not to tangle them.
“And I told you to stop it,” Andrew replied sharply.
“I won’t,” Neil said, with a shrug of one shoulder, wincing still. “I’m stupid, remember?”
“Doubtlessly so,” Andrew quipped.
Neil let his head fall to the pillow, turning it so that he was looking at Andrew. His blue eyes flicked about the other man’s face, either studying him, or trying to read his expression, Andrew couldn’t tell. All he knew was that Neil’s gaze burned, felt like a flame licking too close to his skin, dangerous and unyielding.
Series
- Part 4 of Andreil One Shots