birds of a feather
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Thread Topic: birds of a feather
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“You’re really precious, y’know that?” Evan said with a lovesick smile, gently squeezing Connor’s hand again.
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Connor blushed bright red, chuckling softly. "That's certain not something I've ever been called before- At least not since I was young," he said with a quiet laugh, rubbing Evan's hand with his thumb.
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“Well, you are, I promise,” Evan chuckled quietly, moving up to Connor’s head and crossing his legs. He let go of his hand, gently picking up his head and placing it in his lap. He ran his fingers through his hair. “Oh! Wait, hold up, can I braid your hair? Some girl at lunch was teaching everybody and I wanna get it down. I can actually do it with my cast, too.”
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"Sure, yeah," Connor replied with a smile, nodding. "I used to let Chloe braid my hair, but it's been ages."
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Evan smiled, mumbled quietly to himself the instruction he had been given a few days ago, grabbing a large chuck of hair and splitting it into three. “I’m trying to learn a french braid, but it’s honestly really hard,” Evan said halfway through the braiding. The tip of his tongue stuck out of the corner of his mouth as he concentrated.
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"Mm, french braids are pretty," Connor replied, glancing at Evan and smiling. "Y'know, you look pretty adorable when you're concentrated on something. Tongue stuck out and all~"
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Evan giggled, flushing red and his tongue disappearing back into his mouth. “Shut up, you’re distracting me.”
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"But it's true~" Connor replied with a chuckle, watching Evan for another moment before closing his eyes. He hummed softly, relaxing in his boyfriend's lap.
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Evan shushed Connor playfully, continuing the braid. “You tired?” He asked gently, glancing at his boyfriend.
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"Yeah, stressing out will do that to you," Connor murmured softly, opening his eyes and looking back up at his boyfriend.
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“Oh, baby,” Evan mumbled, leaning over and pressing a kiss on Connor’s forehead. “Go to sleep, then. Unless I’m ripping your scalp off, then I’ll stop.”
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"No, keep braiding my hair, it's nice," Connor spoke softly, closing his eyes again. He hummed as he shifted slightly in his spot, leaning into Evan's touch and soon falling asleep in his lap.
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Evan smiled a bit as he finished off the braid finally, not tying it off. He instead gently undid it, running his fingers through Connor’s hair. He chuckled softly as he realized the man in his lap was asleep, humming quietly and pressing a kiss onto his forehead.
(ts?) -
(yeah u^u
should we ts to the next day or smth?) -
(uhhh, yeah)
Evan knocked on the back door, his school bag slung over his shoulder. He had texted Connor the code word they agreed on, standing at the door and glancing around nervously.
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