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the last thought killed by anticipation of the next by fromdespairtowhere
Fandoms: Blur (Band)
12 Mar 2026
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"I don't know what I'd do without you," Damon says. "And all your funny little ideas." They stand face-to-face for a moment in comfortable silence. He thinks again of that moment, Damon on his knees saying Let me do this, and the pieces fall into place.
GRAHAM drops to his knees.
DAMON
Wait—GRAHAM doesn't hear. He begins to unbutton DAMON'S cargo pants. DAMON seems to give up on speaking and lets him, stroking at his hair affectionately.
GRAHAM, yanking the pants down impatiently
I want to—
He freezes and looks up at DAMON.DAMON, shrugging apologetically
Sorry.GRAHAM
You're not…
He cups him through his boxers.(1989. Ecstasy, a club, a house party, a series of encounters.)
