They are more than just friends. At least, it feels like they are. Especially like this, with Tim's trembling subsiding and Matt's hand moving slowly through his hair. He'd like to be more than just friends. More than just fuck buddies, because that's essentially what they are. Tim sleeps with other people, and Matt--
Well. Tim would find it hard to believe if Matt weren't seeing other people, too. Not when he looks the way he does, with an ass like that and an awkwardly charming smile.
But this will get old. Tim will have more nightmares and he'll drink more and all of these issues that he brought home from Afghanistan will become too much. Matt will cut ties and Tim won't blame him, even though it'll break his heart.
He knows it'll break his heart. That's how absolutely fucked he already is.
Finally, he scoots right up next to Matt, putting an arm around the other's back and pressing his face into Matt's neck. Anything, really, to keep from having to open his eyes yet. His lips twitch in the faintest of smiles. "Don't beat yourself up over it. I can drink most men under the table."
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Date: 2016-03-19 08:59 am (UTC)Well. Tim would find it hard to believe if Matt weren't seeing other people, too. Not when he looks the way he does, with an ass like that and an awkwardly charming smile.
But this will get old. Tim will have more nightmares and he'll drink more and all of these issues that he brought home from Afghanistan will become too much. Matt will cut ties and Tim won't blame him, even though it'll break his heart.
He knows it'll break his heart. That's how absolutely fucked he already is.
Finally, he scoots right up next to Matt, putting an arm around the other's back and pressing his face into Matt's neck. Anything, really, to keep from having to open his eyes yet. His lips twitch in the faintest of smiles. "Don't beat yourself up over it. I can drink most men under the table."