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If Somers hadn’t known better, he would have thought he saw a smile—a very small, very subtle Emery Hazard smile—on his partner’s lips. Somers was halfway to the car before his embarrassment faded enough for him to think clearly, and the realization made him stumble.
Emery Hazard had been flirting with him.
Suddenly, Somers forgot all about the hangover.
— Feb 11, 2023 03:26AM
Emery Hazard had been flirting with him.
Suddenly, Somers forgot all about the hangover.
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“I love you, Ree. You.”
“I know,” Hazard said, catching Somers’s mouth with his, kissing him. - Gaaaaah, finally!!
— Feb 11, 2023 10:09PM
“I know,” Hazard said, catching Somers’s mouth with his, kissing him. - Gaaaaah, finally!!
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and he remembered at the edge of consciousness, in the moments before oblivion, that this was home, that this was maybe the only home he would ever know.
— Feb 11, 2023 03:20AM
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“Stop the clock. Stop everything. Emery Hazard just made a joke.”
— Feb 11, 2023 01:01AM
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“I’m sure we’ll find out. Whoever she is, you can talk to her.”
Hazard frowned. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You like to point out how rude I am—oh.”
“See? I told you it’s more fun to be an asshole.”
Somers barely dodged the swat that Hazard directed at the back of his head.
— Feb 11, 2023 01:00AM
Hazard frowned. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. You like to point out how rude I am—oh.”
“See? I told you it’s more fun to be an asshole.”
Somers barely dodged the swat that Hazard directed at the back of his head.
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Hazard jumped like a cartoon character; Somers was surprised his head didn’t get stuck in the ceiling.
Somers stopped and stared. “You’re ticklish.”
Red slashes marred Hazard’s pale cheeks. “I am not.”
“You are, you’re—” Somers reached out, but before he could make contact, Hazard stepped out of reach.
— Feb 11, 2023 12:56AM
Somers stopped and stared. “You’re ticklish.”
Red slashes marred Hazard’s pale cheeks. “I am not.”
“You are, you’re—” Somers reached out, but before he could make contact, Hazard stepped out of reach.
