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20 May 2017
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20 May 2017
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“Can I tell you a secret?” Even murmurs, tracing mindless patterns- zig zags and hearts and stars and infinity signs- up and down Isak’s bare back. He circles freckles and counts them, adding them to his never ending tally of things to know about Isak.
Isak snuffles sleepily, “Mmhmm.”
“You have made me happier in less than a year, than I think I have been in my entire life.”
Eyes flicker open, hazy green; beautiful and open, “Ditto.”
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19 May 2017
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18 May 2017
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16 May 2017
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05 May 2017
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Isak can't seem to stay out of trouble. A hot firefighter makes trouble seem not that bad.
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02 May 2017
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hell yeah, you the shit (that's why you're my equivalent) by colazitron for
Fandoms: SKAM (TV)
01 May 2017
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Even can't keep it in his pants, or his heart.
or: Sometimes your boyfriend proposes and you just really want to sit on his dick.
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02 May 2017
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Isak lets Even pull him along and show him the sights. Sights that yeah, he could’ve seen on his own, but not like this, not the way Even sees them.
Or: The one where Isak goes to Pride. Unintentionally.
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29 Apr 2017
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This guy—this profoundly, unfairly, deeply good-looking guy—is going to...put his hands on Isak? On his thigh? And, like...move them around?
Listen, he’s just starting to maybe, possibly come close to beginning to acknowledge that he might not be one hundred percent heterosexual, all of the time. It’s slow going—okay, fine, it’s borderline glacial—but he’s getting there.
He didn’t need this today.
Or: Isak’s doctor tells him to get a massage. Even delivers…and then some.
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- Part 1 of Idle hands
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22 Apr 2017
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Isak's roommate is probably homophobic, or whatever, but that doesn't stop his crush from forming.
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19 Apr 2017
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Isak is drunk in love. Even loves to tease him about it.
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29 Mar 2017
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Five times Even had to explain what Isak means to him, and one time he doesn't have to.
(It doesn’t make sense. One boy in a ridiculous red snapback isn’t a profound revelation. He shouldn’t even be a blip on Even’s radar.)
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29 Mar 2017
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Isak cleared his throat.
“Hi,” he tried again looking at who, he gathered, was the ever-elusive third roommate. Even walked to the fridge, keeping his eyes glued to his feet. He took two cans of coke from his shelve and a bag of chips from the counter before making his way down to the basement again, shutting the door behind him.
Isak huffed out a breath.
“Well, that’s rude,” he mumbled to himself, going back to his sandwich and picking the knife up from the counter. He grabbed a coke from his own shelve in the fridge and made his way to his bedroom, closing the door behind him.
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Isak and Even are roommates and it's not going well.
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24 Mar 2017
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The guy in the picture had a black snapback on, which covered half his face, but what caught Isak’s attention was the sinful, plumb mouth half opened, the bottom lip dragged down by the guy’s thumb, his other fingers holding his snapback. A simple caption, Not Mags, but sure. And before he knew what he was doing, Isak had taken a screenshot of the picture and then he let out a sound, which he would never in a million years admit to.
Linn looked at him from the other couch, her eyes disapproving.
“You need to be quiet, Isak.”
Isak’s wide eyes widened even more, and with a quick nod to appease Linn, he booked it to his room, his phone clutched in his hand.
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Isak accidentally falls in love over Snapchat and he doesn't regret it.
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24 Mar 2017
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"You know, sometimes I am both mad and happy that I found you this soon in my life," muttered Isak sleepily.
"Hmm, what do you mean?" Even asked, confused. They had been lazily cuddling after a Netflix session at his place and Even was busy rubbing Isak's tummy and dropping kisses on his nape, waiting for him to fall asleep in his arms.
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24 Mar 2017
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15 Mar 2017
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Standing at his sink is what looks to be an angel; with soft blond hair glowing under the bathroom lights and eyes as blue as the sky, Isak wonders if he actually fell back asleep and is still dreaming.
"Hi," the angel smiles at him, laughter lines crinkling his face. "Sorry about that, I thought everyone was still sleeping."
"Um," Isak repeats intelligently. "You're..." he trails off, not sure what his question should actually be. Pretty? Gorgeous? A stranger? A stranger standing in his bathroom very early in the morning and shouldn't Isak maybe be reaching for his phone right about now?
"Even," the blond stranger now named Even greets him with a grin, moving forward to shake his hand.
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Isak and Even are students at the University of Oslo. They meet under strange circumstances and it's all Eskild's fault.
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15 Mar 2017
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Isak can pinpoint the exact moment that Even notices what’s different about him, because his brows shoot up and his body goes still, and his eyes are darting around like he doesn’t know where to look first.
And then, a slow, wide smile blooms on his face, and it’s blinding. “Wow,” he says, awed. “You look…”
“Stupid,” Isak offers. Even shakes his head.
“Beautiful.”
Or: Isak discovers something about Even’s past, and he realizes he still has some growing to do. Also, lipstick is involved.
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14 Mar 2017
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It’s a love exercise, Isak supposes, shoving two people in the small, dark room under the tribune for seven minutes at a time.
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12 Mar 2017