"The best thing," said Casey, and kissed him, a drunken press of lips against lips. "The best thing," he repeated, and kissed him again. Ben parted his lips and Casey dipped his tongue inside. There was that familiar rush in Ben's stomach. A familiar thrill, a thrum of anticipation that he felt to the tips of his fingers, which he rested on Casey's neck, right below the pulse points. Yarg.
"The best thing in the world is for someone to realize you're a fuck-up," said Casey, unbuttoning Ben's shirt, "and they stay with you anyway." *loves*
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Thank god.
I was so worried.
Bereft, I was, bereft.
Honest.
*cuddles you*
And you brought The Good Shit aka Affleckcest.
"The best thing," said Casey, and kissed him, a drunken press of lips against lips. "The best thing," he repeated, and kissed him again. Ben parted his lips and Casey dipped his tongue inside. There was that familiar rush in Ben's stomach. A familiar thrill, a thrum of anticipation that he felt to the tips of his fingers, which he rested on Casey's neck, right below the pulse points.
Yarg.
"The best thing in the world is for someone to realize you're a fuck-up," said Casey, unbuttoning Ben's shirt, "and they stay with you anyway."
*loves*
Don't go away forever again......
*pout*