I Can’t Believe That We Would Lie In Our Graves, Dreaming Of Things That We Might Have Been
by Hugo444
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Summary
“Breathing heavily and wiping the dirt that covered his face with a cheeky laugh, Jack leaned into Aster's face with a smug grin. Aster didn't know what his own face must've looked like at the moment, but whatever was displayed, he didn't want to know.
"Victory, huh?" Jack sneered simply. "Who's laughing now, Roo? I win.”
And holy shit, Aster didn't know if he wanted to melt into the ground, or disappear from the face of the earth, or shove the barrel of a gun down his throat, or passionately make out with this man instantly.”
Or: Bunny ultimately loses a game of roughhousing between him and Jack. The good part? There was no such thing. The bad part? The man of his dreams was practically sitting on top of him. It’s weirdly intimate.
(This is OLD sorry)
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