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quirks4me (
quirks4me
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YAY fics!
Read Three Thousand Miles before, but re-read it. I love this part:
“I can’t remember a lot of it,” Justin admits, and Brian exhales noisily on the other end.
“Jesus Christ, you’re dense. Make something up.”
“Okay,” Justin says with confusion, then gets it. “Oh! Make something up. Okay.”
“You take a lot of the spontaneity out of phone sex.”
“Shh. I’m making something up.”
and this:
“So, I guess I’ll talk to you soon,” he offers.
“What, you fuck and run now?”
Justin laughs, relieved. “Thought you might want to get to bed.”
“I’ll let you tell me about Hollywood first,” Brian says magnanimously.
“That’s very generous of you,” Justin grins.
“Yes, it is.”
and of course this:
“I’ve never done it before,” Justin admits. “I’ve never had to. I guess we’ll have to work on it.”
Brian gestures with his chin toward his luggage. “No,” he says thoughtfully. “We won’t.”
*squee* onto Indestructable!
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