I really like this-- the structure of it, the weaving in and out of the thematic thread.
It starts to feel like an apology, the way Michael touches him. The whisper of wet skin sounds like I'm sorry Love this description.
Sometimes his smile feels as heavy as the arm around his shoulders. Lovely phrase-- and denial in the next breath, because while he wants to win, he wants Michael more.
He already knows his definition of self, knows it before his feet have left the block. It's standing next to him. Oh, what a wonderful romantic touch-- not flowery, not excessive, just simple and heartfelt and true.
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It starts to feel like an apology, the way Michael touches him. The whisper of wet skin sounds like I'm sorry
Love this description.
Sometimes his smile feels as heavy as the arm around his shoulders.
Lovely phrase-- and denial in the next breath, because while he wants to win, he wants Michael more.
He already knows his definition of self, knows it before his feet have left the block. It's standing next to him.
Oh, what a wonderful romantic touch-- not flowery, not excessive, just simple and heartfelt and true.
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Wow, that's just beautiful!
If Ryan were anyone else, if he were a different person, they wouldn't work. But he isn't. And they do.
I love that, that Michael and Ryan only work because its them.
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