It's so casually intimate, and the lighting really is perfect. Just... boys
It's like John could turn around, and it could be any other time, and he'd see Rodney in that bit of light, part in shadow, and something funny happens right under his breastbone--like a quick tightening. And Rodney would turn the full way around, and he'd look confused because John stopped talking, isn't blinking. He'd say John's name, and John would shake his head and move toward Rodney and maybe they'd be able to get on their way like nothing happened, but more likely than not... John would slide his hand over Rodney's shirt, letting his fingers slip under the hem, and he'd have to lean in for a kiss.
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It's like John could turn around, and it could be any other time, and he'd see Rodney in that bit of light, part in shadow, and something funny happens right under his breastbone--like a quick tightening. And Rodney would turn the full way around, and he'd look confused because John stopped talking, isn't blinking. He'd say John's name, and John would shake his head and move toward Rodney and maybe they'd be able to get on their way like nothing happened, but more likely than not... John would slide his hand over Rodney's shirt, letting his fingers slip under the hem, and he'd have to lean in for a kiss.