Because I'm writing two different fics at once, what better time to take on some random memes!
Actually, I've come to find out that rotating two fics instead of just slogging away on one helps me keep fresher, and keeps me from getting bored of one.
And when one is a Tim Tebow/Sam Bradford comfort fic and one is a Brian Cushing/Demeco Ryans stripper
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"Timmy."
Tebow blinked when he heard a voice calling his name, and he turned his head to see the tall figure behind him. Sam Bradford, his rival, dressed up warmly in layers of clothing with a slightly concerned look on his face. The flecks of ice hung to the dark curls of his hair as he moved over to where Tebow stood.
"Hey." Tim grinned at him, like always, before turning his eyes back to the landscape in front of him.
"You alright?" Sam stood somewhat behind the Florida quarterback, trying to gauge the mood of the other man. At first, Tim seemed like his normal cheerful self but Sam had come to know that Tim was deeper than people gave him credit for.
"Yea, just looking around." Tebow slowly took some steps forward, his feet sinking into mounds of pure white. He reached out a hand to let some of the flakes collect on his bare palm, "Its just different."
"You mean the winter here?" Bradford crossed his arms over his chest as he watched Tim interact with the snow.
"Yea, I mean its different when you are actually in it." Tebow wasn't really dressed all that warmly, just in a few layers of long sleeves shirts that outline his powerful upper body. "Never really got a chance to spend a holiday where it snows."
"Really..." Sam took some steps after the shorter athlete, like an over protective parent after a toddler.
"No snow in Florida really, and definitely not in the Philippines." The snow quickly melted against his skin, but the cold sent a shiver along his big body. "But its really beautiful..." Tim smiled as he stood back up.
"Yea, its definitely something I would miss." Sam looked up to the gray white sky, as the snow touched along the contours of his face.
Bradford turned his eyes back to Tebow, where white flakes had collected on to his brown hair. With a genuinely happy expression on his face, Tim seemed to be own his own little planet. The weight of their future's didn't seem to phase Tim at all, but then Tebow put all of his faith in God while Sam was internalized with his stress. He was jealous of that quality in Tim, how he could carry the burden of a team and be seemingly carefree.
"You excited for..." Tim didn't get a chance to finish as Sam's long arms wrapped around him from behind.
"I'm thankful for you, Tim." Sam whispered into his ear before pressing a slight kiss to the lobe.
"And I'm blessed to have you, Sam." Tebow turned his head more fully, sharing a full warm kiss under snowy skies.
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also, sam internalizing his stress while tim put his faith in god? that was a really nice detail to put in.
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