I don’t know why I thought watching QAF was a good idea

this ship fucking HURTS.

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deedo2313:

leaving you behind

means

if I lose you, it will at least be on my terms…

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jawnhatson asked: fav caps of qaf s3

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but wiser men knew better

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Because it stuck in my brain after I read this, and the only way to get rid of it was to finish it.

“They want you to come. I want you to come.” Bradley leaned against the doorway of Colin’s livingroom, arms folded.

Colin looked up from the book he was reading, his glasses falling down on his nose. “What are you talking about?”

“Soccer six.” Bradley pushed himself off the doorframe, taking a few steps in Colin’s direction.

Colin laughed, telling him he couldn’t play to save his life, “and you know that.” He was reading again, already losing interest in the topic. Soccer. Like hell.

Bradley came closer, standing only a few inches away from the sofa. “Well, you wouldn’t have to play. You could be my cheerleader,” he grinned, leaning down.

Colin looked at him with one eyebrow raised, his answer clear from the expression on his face.

Bradley rested his hands on the back of the sofa, beside Colin’s head. “You could also watch from the stands.” He nudged Colin’s nose with his, stroking Colin’s hair. “And you can play. I’ve been teaching you.”

“Yes, but it’s still not enough. I’m too awkward. It’s like I get extra limbs.” Colin frowned.

Bradley considered this for a moment, before taking Colin’s face in his hands. “You’re not awkward.” He looked him straight in the eyes, their foreheads almost touching. “I love your limbs. All five of them,” he added, and pressed his lips softly against Colin’s.

Colin pushed him off, trying but failing a pout. “Pervert,” he said, getting a haughty laugh from Bradley.

“So will you come?” Bradley asked, still smirking.

“Shut up.” Colin answered, his focus on the book again.

Bradley was already walking away, heading for the kitchen. “I’ll take that as a yes!” He called over his shoulder.

Colin just rolled his eyes at the book.

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