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286. Breathe Gregory knows Christophe has grown to see Tweek as something of a little brother, such as always watching out for him, and he also knows that there is absolutely nothing between them; and yet, he can't quite shove down the ridiculous feeling of jealousy when Tweek is able to help Christophe through a panic attack (seeing as Tweek knows all about them), the spiky-haired blond repeating gently, "Just breathe in and out, in and out, dude…" 287. Year "So, wait, is it your parents silver anniversary—or wait, no, maybe it's bronze?" Tweek asks, squinting his eyes at his laptop in confusion before Craig replies, "It's som

Holding Hands Chase didn’t enjoy being surrounded by people. Not many were aware of it, but he had a mild case of claustrophobia and therefore, didn’t normally appear in public places. Though, ever since a certain red-headed, evil genius came into his life, he began to (almost unknowingly) change a few of his habits to please the teen. Chase didn’t change who he was (that would be a ridiculous and foolish thought for anyone, especially Jack to think), but he made the effort to keep his lover entertained. Jack rarely asked him for anything because he really didn’t need to; Chase would willingly go the extra mile to fu

Jack drilled carefully into one of his Jack-bot's, trying not to make the same mistake he made last time. Fortunately, the screw fit perfectly, this time with no issues, and he shut the drill off. He felt something brush against his leg, but barely flinched. Instead, he brought his hand down to lightly stroke the creature's head sweetly as he continued to examine the robot to make sure nothing was amiss before he powered it up. Chase purred and affectionately wrapped his tail around Jack's legs. Once the redhead was sure that his robot's screws were all in the right place, he flipped the switch, causing the Jack-bot to spring to life and hov

“I can’t believe this.” “I can.” Chase said solemnly. The day had started out quite normal, actually. The four had woken up early enough and were out on the road in less than half an hour. For at least two hours, they rode without any issues. Then, the engine went. “I seriously can’t believe this!” Katnappe growled. “No, with our luck, this seems entirely practical.” Chase commented. “How can you joke about this?!” she scowled at him. “I’m not joking.” he replied dully. Meanwhile, Jack had most of his upper half inside the front of the car. Chase

Chase exhaled and inhaled deeply, relaxing his muscular body. Every once in a blue moon, the dragon man fell into a deep state of meditation. A state that locked him off from the rest of the world around him. It allowed him to enter into his own mind and regather all his thoughts. It was a difficult exercise; one that only true masters cold accomplish. If Chase had not entered into his meditation, he would have noticed the snickering voices emanating from behind one of his columns in his magnificent citadel. Jack was the first to appear from behind the column, checking to make sure the coast was clear. Once he was sure Chase had detached h

I stare at the television screen, waiting for the program to start. I'm sitting on the floor, my legs crossed Indian style. I breathe in through my nose and out through my mouth; I shudder at how ragged my breathing sounds. I can hear mama in the kitchen, making her stew. I knew why she was making my favorite dish tonight, but I didn't say the reason out loud. It didn't matter; we all knew. If I'm being honest with myself, I don't even know why this is happening in the first place. Maybe it's because I'm just a dumb hick from the south and my brain isn't like all those fancy college boys out there. Some of them don't have to go, you know. I