ooc. ok so this is my best friend jamie And he uses he/him pronouns and he's about 2 soccer balls tall and he likes clubbing and long walks on the beach and long runs on the beach and
@O6KENT can put me switch on the telly?"
oooh. jamie's kinda likin ̔ the idea now he's thinkin ̔ about it more. mario kart..... "less noise." until he plays mario kart. "chill night in."
@O6KENT "mmmm." jamie can, at least, squish his cheek into roy's chest this way. roy never buys the expensive designer clothing, so it scratches his skin in juuust the way he likes.
"y'wanna watch me play summat else? i can tell colin t'fuck right off, yeah, jus ̔ us.
@O6KENT jamie's a forward thinker though, defs, so he keeps an arm as tight around roy's neck as possible while he keeps his weight off his man's bad leg. ̔cause he's, like, an empath, he is.
"the real fun is you gettin' all gruff when anyone's too mean." (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) ‹𝟹
arse, meet @O6KENT’s lap. "you finishing up anytime soon?" because that mountain of paperwork on his desk says no, and jamie's pouting with the unfairness of it all. "i was gunna play overwatch with colin tonight. you *said you'd play too." ⠀ *😠
@O6KENT "oh, you're proper mad about me aren't you?" jamie asks, a little incredulous as he noses in closer. he whines when roy pulls back, "nooo, baby, what was that? comebackcomebackcomeback-"
he's only content when he can swipe his tongue across roy's closed mouth.
@O6KENT jamie's tummy does summat wayyy too tingly for him to dedicate more than a passing thought to the latter of his statement. "what's even the point then?! half of the fun is when lads assume we're e-daters ̔til you unmute."
@O6KENT "y'r such a fuckin ̔ baaaaabbbyyyy. i dunno how you ever scared me." ̔cuz his big royo's sooo good on soldier (not), he's assuming ̔cuz they got the same finely sculpted arse-cheeks. s'not that surprising.
jamie cups his cheek anyhow. "m'too good t'let a rat win, me."
the bad thing about the world is that jamie tartt is in it.
an exploration in the sins of the father, the greed of the son, when forgiveness becomes a double-edged sword, and when you're so blinded by hope you don't notice until it's almost too late.
the good thing about the world is that jamie tartt is in it! ‧˚꒰🐾୭ ˚. ⠀ a canon divergent portrayal of afc richmond's striker, #⃝ 09 , ⠀ man of the century with a left foot kissed by god. ⠀ xx
i had'ta sit out in the rain an’ mess up me hair till y'let me in an’ we talked it out. ⠀ roy, babe, m'serious. ⠀ we *need it. m'not sleepin’ here without it. i hafta put my foot down.
( spoilt rotten, he is, arms now crossed and glaring down. ) an' if you ever want a snog again y'er puttin’ it up f'r me. you were *fit, babes. mullet and all. iss like.. erm, ⠀ when i did that bangin’ spread f'r playboy, yeah? the one that made 'ya act all prickly an’
( so jamie squishes his cheeks instead, makes a little pucker at him so he thinks twice 'fore doin’ anything violent-like, like shovin’ him off after he's already gone and squirmed himself cozy on his lap. )
wanna get one f'r here too.
( the air lets itself out of roy’s body when familiar pressure presses on his leg, like he’s one of those bloody inflatables at the petrol station. kids’ll call it sad, but roy’s always imagined the relief it must bring.