There are so many things he loves about Andrew falling asleep with him, Neil muses drowsily. The warm, solid chest against his back is one of the best feelings he’s ever had, topped at a slim margin by the arm under his pillow. It makes Neil feel safer than any gun he’s ever kept there.
The other arm is usually wrapped snugly around Neil’s waist on the nights they fall asleep together, and Neil fights not to chuckle to himself as he remembers the way that, when he falls to old habits and starts to hug himself to sleep, Andrew will immediately smack Neil’s arm away and slide his own possessively into its place.
And, God, Andrew’s biceps. Andrew’s hugs are one of the best things that’s ever happened to him. How could he possibly think about his Mom’s perfunctory holds anymore when he wakes up to those biceps wrapped around him? It’s been months since the first time and sometimes he still wakes up feeling disoriented at the sensation of being completely comfortable and safe.
Andrew never meant to rely on Neil like this, never meant to seek out Neil for anything. Andrew was not a child in need of comfort and he’d been living with himself long enough to know how to deal when his mind decided to mutiny against him.
Still, it’s stupidly easy to fall into Neil. A few months and Andrew finds more stability in having Neil next to him then he’s comfortable admitting. And if he wakes from nightmares some nights and traces the constellations of freckles on Neil’s back in the darkness to keep himself grounded, it’s his knowledge to hold.
Neil wakes though one night to the feeling of Andrew’s finger on his back. He hums sleepily and smiles. “Staring.”
Andrew pushes his face away, but lets his lips brush Neil’s shoulder in a kiss.
random ass hc: andrew jsut has random stacks of books all over his dorm/apartment and uses them as coffee tables, coat racks, weapons, etc whenever convenient.
Neil Josten let his cigarette burn to the filter without taking a drag. He didn’t want the nicotine; he wanted the acrid smoke that reminded him of his mother. If he inhaled slowly enough, he could almost taste the ghost of gasoline and fire. It was once revolting and comforting, and it sent a sick shiver down his spine. The jolt went all the way to his fingertips, dislodging a clump of ash. It fell to the bleachers between his shoes and was whisked away by the wind.
He glanced up at the sky, but the stars were washed out behind the glare of the stadium lights. He wondered —not for the first time —if his mother was looking down at him. He hoped not. She’d beat him to hell and back if she saw him moping like this.
So I’ve been wanting to do my own twist on the Kathy Interview for YEARS, and I finally did it. Also did you guys know that Kevin turned down the choice to wear suspenders and I am upset.
i like to think andrew is the type of person to get hyper fixated on things that his friends talk about. It could be smth trivial like a tidbit about a classmate or a full on hobby like chorcteing but the moment he deems you as “his” he’ll go out of his way to learn everything to know about that topic.
eg, renee is obsessed with floriography and botany in general and the moment andrew found out, he borrows all the books he can find on the topic just to talk to renee about it
Even aaron. He takes the time to rmb all of aaron’s basic lessons on his classes. Endospore formation for microbiology?? ask andrew. Virus infection cycles and sites?? andrew knows them all
With nicky a lot of the time andrew tries to stay as far away as possible cause he’s annoying but everytime he hears nicky mentioning a certain type of softener or pipe cleaner, he’ll research the fuck out of them and drop little insights on their cost or effectiveness
With kevin, it helps that andrew has an eidetic memory because he reads up on all the different types of wars, revolutions and adaments just to give kevin someone to talk to
On the rare instances that andrew and allison “bond” they fit so well because andrew listens and may attentions to the products allison uses and duh allison uses fucking amazing products?? u bet ur ass andrew has the exact same ones to match allison
Quarantine’s got me thinking about the Foxes again
[ID: A digital painting of Andrew Minyard from the chest up against a plain background. He is light skinned, with Hazel eyes and short blond hair that is longer at the top. He is wearing a dark gray pea coat over a black shirt and is staring at the viewer with a vacant, tired expression. END ID:]
