we burn our hands (4/6).
new york pisses rain. julie moves on -- baggage follows. friday night lights. tim/julie. r. 8633 words.
for:
liquid_garnet for
fnl_santa. requested: A long(ish) Tim/Julie fanfiction (relationship fic, can be smutty).
note: sorry that this is a little later than i said in the previous installment. i blame school. once again, thank you to
iluisaaa for
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I have said it and I will keep saying it, this ficccccccc, it's bloody brilliant.
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Thank you bb. :D ♥
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This is so perfect, and so Tim:
She feels Tim press his cheek into her hair, his hands settle on her hips, fingers squeezing absently as he catches his breath. “Not just a stand in,” she feels his lips against her scalp, her hair twitching under the movement of his mouth pulling a grin. “Dunno how else to tell you, Jules.” He presses a lingering kiss into her hair.
I don't know if you meant he doesn't know how to tell her in different words, or if he doesn't know how to tell her other than with his body. Either way, totally Tim and totally right.
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