riosnecktattoo:It Blushes, It TremblesRead on ao3It’s not that it’s funny, he’s got sympathy. Hell,
riosnecktattoo:It Blushes, It TremblesRead on ao3It’s not that it’s funny, he’s got sympathy. Hell, heremembers how shit he was the first time Marcus dragged him to an ice-rink. Theold, ratty skates that he knows werethe reason he kept falling, the bruises he had on his knees the next day, knowsit hurts like a bitch when you wipe out, like concrete with more sting, and heain’t laughin’ at her, not really, no matter what she says.But it’s the way her blue eyes go so wide, her pouty mouthmaking silly little noises as she tries and fails to keep her balance, hercheeks all pink and shit from the cold, the way she clings to him to stop fromfalling, reaching out and touching him in a way she normally don’t like doin’in public - that’s what’s got him grinnin’ like an idiot. -- source link