When his pocket square turns red at the end of the I Bet You Think About Me video. That’s some good stuff right there.
a crooked love (in a straight line down) chapter 3/6
Summary: The boys continue to keep their relationship a secret, and face a few bumps along the way.
Warnings: references to addiction, brief on-page drug use, implied/referenced depression and anxiety, referenced/implied homophobia
Words: 33,518 (so far)
ex-boyfriends Moustead, established background Rhodestead, background OCs
“Are you sure you’re okay to call?”
“Okay, first of all, I haven’t shared a hotel room with my parents since I was like fifteen, so I was going to be able to call at any point at all regardless. Second of all, the last I saw of my father, he was at the bar downstairs, flirting with our client’s secretary. I think he’s going to be a little occupied.”
Jay scoffed at the words, shaking his head while he relaxed into the couch cushions. Actually having a free night that wasn’t taken up with extra work for a case was rare, especially in the middle of the week, so he’d ordered in, turned on a movie, and promptly muted it to answer a phone call. The sound of Gregory’s voice even over the bad connection was a comfort, a reminder that the physical distance between them didn’t have to mean emotional distance, too.
“Gross.” He grimaced while taking a bite of a cold fry. “At least you have me. For... well, like an hour. I'm meeting up with Will for breakfast in the morning, so I have to go to sleep at a human time. I think he wants to interrogate me again.”
"Good luck. Apparently I'm gonna be in and out of meetings all day tomorrow instead of catching a flight home, but I can probably call and fake an emergency if you need an excuse to leave."
Jay paused for a moment, dropping a fry back into the paper cup on the coffee table. "If you're not going to be flying back tomorrow, then when are you coming back? I thought you were just gonna be there for the weekend."
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fun fact: if you’re my friend, I will tell you secrets about my fic as I’m writing it
my hot take of the day is that Mouse should be allowed to say “fuck”
the way I just hit 30k on IBYTAM last night and there’s still 3 chapters to go after this one. I really am gonna be That Bitch in 2022 huh?
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thank you, nonny! I counted the other emojis because I’m me, so I wrote 700 words, and now you get... Will. he’s getting a lot of page time this chapter.
[ text | to: Will ] I’m showing him this and we’re making fun of you [ text | from: Will ] hi Jay’s secret boyfriend! [ text | from: Will ] I really hope you’re not secretly a serial killer!
[ for every 💯 i’ll write 100 words and share my favorite part ]