love that burns hot enough to last

Chris can feel his heart in his ribcage, and it’s disgustingly the best feeling in the world. No Tinder date, no school girl back home, no gorgeous stranger has ever made him feel this absolutely fucked-over in this way, and it’s making him shiver. His eyes are glued straight forward to Jaxxy so that Mick can’t see the love and horny in his eyes. He can feel Mick scan his jaw for a second, and over the karaoke song, can hear a short murmur echo from his lips.“You’d be a steal for a girl. Or a boy or whatever.”Fuck.(yes i spent half an hour trying to find a lyric from a whitney houston song so that the title was full circle)(yes i'm back with another self-indulgent oneyplays ship)