
1 month after reading aftg……………….time to reread it
N eil,, teaches Andrew how to pickpocket and stuff and Wymack becomes their favorite victim
They reverse pickpocket him too. He finds random shit in his pockets all the time. A note saying “silence your son before I do” when Kevin is being annoying (and Andrew cant help sounding like a cartoon villain). A note saying Neil has to go take care of something when he’s too uncomfortable to say it out loud or it’s Moriyama related. Father’s Day he finds a card in his pocket.
I just “awwwwwwww"ed out loud
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andrew getting really used to
physical contact from neil
- he accepted
neil lacing their fingers together pretty quickly- or neil’s fingers in his hair
- and neil
kissing him- it took him
a little longer to say ‘yes’ to neil’s hands elsewhere, like his shoulders or
his chest, but he got there eventually- but can you
imagine- when one
morning in columbia- weeks and
months and maybe even years later- neil wakes
up, on his back, sleep still heavy on his limbs and his mind- but after
like a minute- he realises
that’s not just sleep that’s heavy on his limbs- there’s
hair in his face but he’s just got a haircut so??- that’s not
his??- so neil
opens his eyes- and is
immediately met with a schock of blond hair- and slowly
his mind starts to comprehend that right there- right. there.
- a certain goal
keeper has his head on neil’s shoulder/chest- and an arm thrown
over neil’s middle- and neil’s
face is still buried in andrew’s hair- he can
smell the faintest trace of his own shampoo that andrew always denies he uses- and at some
point when he was still sleeping he had curled his arm around andrew’s shoulder
and neck and buried his fingers in his hair as well- and neil
doesn’t dare to move even just an inch- but he
can’t help the stupid grin that forms on his lips- and the
warm, fluttery feeling that bubbles up in his chest and his throat- and he
closes his eyes and takes a deep breath and just relishes the weight of andrew’s head and arm on his body and the
way his heavy breath ghosts along neil’s collarbone- and he
thinks maybe- just maybe
- one day
they really are going to be okay
A pile of 4-6 gold medals from his closest teammates/friends
scenic shots of his favorite towns/hipster airplane shots
thea in a killer dress as they head out to a fundraising event
spread out display of the classical CDs he keeps in his car
thea and kevin sitting in front of a gym mirror during a cool down
kevin doing amalia’s hair–comb stuck between his teeth as he works on a section
wymack and amalia during a tea party, a crooked tiara complimenting wymack’s small smile and laugh lines
teenage amalia helping abby cook
amalia and kevin at an animal shelter playing with the dog they later adopt
dan and kevin standing next to each other in opposing team shirts when the college team she coaches plays amalia’s
dan and matt wearing huge smiles across the table at brunch
neil’s friendships with the other foxes aren’t talked about enough…honestly. like, andrew is neil’s everything and nothing can ever change that, but how neil’s trust expands to the rest of them is so precious.
dan adores neil. she wishes he’d listen more in practice and on the court, but she wouldn’t change him for anything. not a trophy, not hundred of trophies, and she’d never go back to a time when life was simpler, when the foxhole court wasn’t a burrow for a skittish fox to hide in, when neil was all bad news and a grenade waiting to go off. when they were all close to being collateral damage in the explosion that followed neil’s truths. she loves him, truly, without failure. she loves his smile and the way he plays, like he wants to win it all for them. she loves how happy he is, despite his monster being a constant shadow at his side, she loves that neil has found someone to take comfort inc someone to make him stronger, and she’s proud of him for that
allison likes to sit beside neil and play with his hair. the first time he let her do it, her chest nearly exploded with the amount of adoration and affection that was swirling there, too powerful to be contained. she knows what trusting looks like, because it’s the the same way renee is with her, and she feels so privileged that neil trusts her too. now they sit and watch shitty movies together when they’re tired and even when her fingers cramp up, allison can’t bear to remove them from twirling lightly at his curls
matt and neil, bros. matt has loved neil since the moment he first laid his eyes on him, and he’s never stopped since. sure, neil can be an asshole and he sometimes avoids talking about how he really feels still, but matt loves him. and when he can peel neil away from andrew long enough, they talk about deep stuff, with neil and matt both opening up to each other. they play mario cart, because neil has never played and matt feels like he has a little brother. he feels so protective towards neil, like he wants to shelter him from the world, but he knows neil has to explore it all for himself, and he’ll always be there to offer a hand if neil stumbles
renee and neil do spend time alone, but mostly she tags along with both andrew and neil. and renee is very observant, she notices the way that neil — this broken boy who came to them every inch a mystery, every scar a story to be told, one foot out the door and his lips sewn shut — flourishes around andrew. he blooms like a flower, mid-spring, bright and breathtaking and she remembers thinking that neil wouldn’t be with them for long, but here he is, living and loving, all thanks to andrew and the rest of the foxes. she’s proud of herself, for that one
kevin may push neil hard sometimes, but he knows neil’s limits better than neil himself does. there are days where he knows neil can be pushed further, can be yelled at for longer, can be threatened with the weight of his deal with the moriyamas, you’ll never make court if you don’t get better. and there are days when he knows neil can’t take it, where he knows that any mention of his unknown future will snap neil in half, so he doesn’t push. he makes neil do the laps, the drills, the target practice and then he calls it off. days like these, neil gets rowdy, complains because he wants to blow off some steam, but kevin tunes him out and throws him a bottle of water, sitting on the court floor and waiting for neil to join him. when he does, they sit in silence. sometimes they talk, but mostly kevin waits for their breathing to slow before he gathers their things and drags neil back to andrew for the night
neil is able to forgive nicky for that first night at edens. nicky will always feel guilty, will always want to make it up to neil, but he’s smart enough to know that it’s alright, nicky. i forgive you is enough to say it’s over, don’t bring it up again and so he never does. he and neil form a nice, distant friendship. nicky doesn’t touch neil and neil doesn’t touch nicky in return, but there are days where neil will sit with him in the columbia house and they’ll laugh and joke and nicky will swear he didn’t know neil would have such an impact on his life, he’ll never remember what life was like before him, and he doesn’t want to. life without neil, even for a short time, felt cold and tasteless and the look on andrew’s face when baltimore happened told him he felt it too. he never wants to experience that again
neil and aaron tolerate each other, at best. and that’s all there is to say on that. they poke at each other and make sly remarks and sometimes they fight, and that’s the extent of their interactions
the beauty of it all is that people say you can’t choose your family but neil knows, you definitely can