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“Night, Will,” Chuckie whispers at the door. He knew where Will was going to be in the morning but still says, “Pick you up tomorrow.”
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“You smooth-talking fucker,” Chuckie lifts his head and looks at him with those eyes, red-rimmed as they are. But then he smiles that smile and Will feel his lights get punched out, “Just say it.”
Will leans in and whispers into Chuckie’s temple. "I love you, you idiot."
FUCKKKK!!!! they make me want to die (affectionate)
"Later, Will lays next to his Chuckie Sullivan. He was wearing a combination of both of their clothes and so was Chuckie. The TV is muted but still flashing in the corner. Chuckie turns to lay practically on-top of him and presses a lazy, warm kiss against his mouth before dozing off again. Will brushes Chuckie's hair away from his face and falls asleep to the sound of his breathing. Nose to nose so he could catch the next sunrise."
i am... so lonely... these two fuckers have wormed themselves into my brain and made a permanent spot. they're never leaving my gay ass. i love them. i want to hold him in my hands. i want to press them behind my ribcage like smashed flowers and grow a field inside of my bones.