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He flew out of his chair, the furniture tumbling over as he looked around his empty apartment in a panic. That’s it, he’s cracked, he’s gone full blown insane. His heart hammered up to his throat as he spoke out. “Who’s there?”
There was a sudden weight on his right shoulder, warm and reassuring, like a hand had been laid there. “You already forgot about me? Aw, I thought we had something special brewing there, man.”
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27 Oct 2025
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Dylan takes hold of the hem of the hoodie with the clear intention of pulling it off over Ryan’s head and Ryan immediately grabs his hands to stop him.
“Uh-uh, the hoodie stays on,” Ryan informs him, matter-of-factly.
“What?! Why?”
It’s a little chilly in their apartment but that’s never kept Ryan from getting naked before. He’s not even entirely sure why, himself—it’s not like he needs the comforting reminder of Dylan with Dylan actually here now—but he’s gotten weirdly attached to this hoodie in the past few hours. He wants to stay wrapped in the expanse of soft fabric for a while longer. It feels like a safe little cocoon.
“Because,” he answers, “I’m comfortable!”
“Mm, fair enough,” Dylan says, “just wasn’t planning on going spelunking this evening. I don’t even know where my headlamp is.”
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Dylan's been away at an academic conference for four days and Ryan is a little surprised by just how lonely and pent-up he gets in his absence. When Dylan's flight home keeps getting delayed, Ryan turns to wearing one of his oversized hooded sweatshirts for comfort—until Dylan gets back to comfort him properly.
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16 Oct 2025
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"Babe, I’m gonna be so normal about your weird little bird, c’mon. Say its name.”
There’s another slow blink, trepidation rolling off of Ryan in waves. Because when has Dylan ever been normal?
“...American Woodcock.”
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30 Aug 2025
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“Hm. Can I join you?” Dylan was looking at him expectantly and Ryan almost asked why he needed permission to sit on their mutually owned couch, but then Dylan turned to the side and stretched, his profile illuminated in the dim room by the light of the TV and Ryan could tell that he was hard in those sweatpants and probably not wearing anything under them. “You know, I wouldn’t want to be… distracting.”
Oh, Ryan thought, it’s like that.
Ryan's deeply absorbed in his video game, trying to keep some hapless teenagers alive at a ski lodge. Dylan, it turns out, has other plans.
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30 Jul 2025
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Ryan sips a chai latte and thinks, for maybe the hundredth time today, about sex.
Dylan overdoes it studying for his final exams, so Ryan has to take charge if he wants to get off in a reasonable amount of time today.
A little snow day Rylan smut written by request.
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29 Jul 2025