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Feathers Everywhere But It’s Fine

Mike is an angry 17 year old who’s been exiled from home for the summer while his parents finalize their divorce. Shipped off to William’s place, he’s startled to find that William has somehow found himself a shifty older boy friend, and an angel in the attic.*

When You Know It’s Meant To Be

In which Kevin realizes Mike is his Disney princess, and Mike realizes Kevin would look hot naked.*

Tiding of Comfort and Joy

In which Kevin is a sad little elf, and Mike panics and buys way the fuck too much tinsel.*

The Blind Leading the Bands

For two boys who aren’t even dating, there’s an awful lot of drama going down.*

Penpals

He puts an ad out on New York Craigslist (so he doesn’t run into anyone from any scene) in the Strictly Platonic section. He sets up a new email account, one that starts MusicalGenius. He wants a pen pal. He gets a lot of creepy responses, and one he really likes.*

Pete Wentz Is the Only Reason We’re Dating

When Pete Wentz throws a Halloween party, he doesn’t just set out some pumpkins and peeled grapes. After due consideration and some time with the other guests (for values of ‘other guests’ that mean ‘Mike Carden’), Kevin is glad.*

You Sound Like a Rainbow

Usually, when William comes, Gabe’s vision fills with bursts of robin’s egg blue. But when Gabe really works for it, really makes William feel it, sometimes focusing so much on his lover that he himself never reaches climax, William comes and Gabe sees rainbow. William comes hard and his voice can’t pick a key, ranging [...]

Regulation

Again, Gabe has managed to fall asleep. It’s a miracle, he thinks, and he’s having a fabulous dream about William, naked, with a Cobra hanging from his neck, when he feels something poking at his head. He slowly opens his eyes to meet the deer-in-the-headlights face of William Beckett. He says, “Um?*

I’m a Lot of Faith; This is How I Feel

When he gets home, styrofoam cup in hand, Gabe is sitting outside his door with that ever-present cigarette between his lips. “Sorry?” he offers, though it’s distant and lacking feeling. William just shrugs and lets Gabe into his apartment. Once they’re inside, he takes a drag of Gabe’s cigarette and Gabe takes a sip of [...]

Half Alive, But I Feel Mostly Dead

Gabe’s new microphone isn’t gold and William doesn’t sing with him anymore.*