nickyklose:

Few things in the world mess me up like andrew and neil subtly checking up on each other:

Looks across the room

Lingering back to make sure they’re not needed

Tugging up the side of e/o’s shirts to check on a fading bruise

wordlessly leaving for drives at 3 am bc neil had a nightmare

Calling each other out on their shit in very obvious ways bc they understand that the topic needs to be addressed and that there won’t be mistaken malicious intent behind the words

Being stable weights for each other whether in burning cigarettes, or hands hooked into collars and twisting in hair, or fingers laced and resting on concrete and laps, or legs and hips pressing on a couch, or arms brushing and steady, even breathing in a bed