i dont think neil knows how much todd likes to sit and listen to him ramble about whatever is on his mind that day - something interesting he saw, a weird dream he had, a shower thought, a poem, a book, something funny a classmate did etc
todd could sit for hours listening to neil ramble on and on
and every time neil would stop, todd would ask a question to get him to start talking again because he just loves sitting there listening to neil so much
todd anderson going home in all his sulky emo wannabe glory only to lay on the living room couch near the phone , swinging his legs in the air and giggling into the phone while talking to his boyfriend
anderperry but due to a series of misunderstandings neil thinks they both have agreed to date and todd is clueless and confused as to why neil just greeted him with a kiss
Todd was a kindergarten teacher and at the same time he wrote books for children, but he have never read in front of the class before. Some day a teacher ask him to take care of her class while she was doing some paperwork in the principle’s office and he agreed, of course “You can read them one of your books! They love books, right children?” “YES!”
The children were there, sitting in their chairs, waiting, staring, with big smiles. Todd was sweating. His impostor syndrome was taking over.
“You’re the author of The Little Marmaid?”, a girl asked.
“No, I’m not”.
“But you are an author, right? Mrs. Kim told us”, said a boy.
“Yes, yes I am” he replied as he approached the shelf to choose one of the books.
“Are you famous?, asked a girl with glasses.
Todd giggled.
“I think I’m not. What about this one? It’s called The puck and the poet”.
“YES!”, they exclaimed in unison in agreement.
And then he started reading, trying to imitate the amazing ability of the narrator of his audiobooks, his husband Neil Perry. He even try to do voices and the kids laughed in joy.
When Mrs. Kim came back, the kids asked her to invited Todd soon again. They were very pleased. Todd promised to come back and to go visit the library together, the children immediately agreed.
Back at home, during dinner, he shared this experience with Neil.
“I knew you could do it, hon! I’m proud of you” and he kissed him. “Maybe we can narrate the next book together, or… OH I’VE A BETTER IDEA, we can realize a new edition of The puck and the poet and YOU can be the poet”, he winked.
“Okay, okay, I’ll think about it”.
“YES!”, Neil exclaimed with excitement and kissed him again. “I’m proud, I really am”.
And that was the day in which the poet was brave enough to defeat his impostor syndrome.
I’ve this idea of making a fic in which Neil make graffitis and today I found the account of secondsapart on Insta and I’m screaming bc it’s exactly what I was thinking. Eventually Neil’s going to share Todd’s poems…
dead poets society spoilers even though it’s been out for years. i’m not trying to get attacked.
i really love how in dead poets society, they showed todd’s grief and didn’t automatically make him get over neils death. todd truly loved neil wether you wanna argue it’s romantic or not. he loved him so much.
