Fanfic

Life goes on after the Foxes win the championship, and for Andrew and Neil it's uncharted territory with only each other for guides. Maybe it's time to put away some of those hard edges, and learn how to touch more softly, and speak more honestly. And if they falter, they have their family to help them get back on their feet.

How would things be different if Nathaniel and his mother had been in Seattle early enough to put him in California the same time as Andrew? What if their paths had crossed back then? What if Andrew's first promise wasn't to Aaron but to Nathaniel?

When Nathan catches up with them in Seattle things turn out a little differently. At 16 years old Neil is left with no parents, a criminal empire to dismantle, and a newborn. 6 years later he's settled into a safe and sound life as a brother/father and is almost done with his bachelor's degree. When a professional Exy player moves in next door his life gets a little more exciting.

aftg from andrews pov

The first time Andrew realizes he wants to hear the words, Neil isn’t even doing anything. He’s just sitting there, staring at the horizon with that stupidly dramatic faraway expression of his, and letting the cigarette burn down between his fingers all the way to the filter—an outrageous waste of good nicotine, if you asked Andrew. (Or: 20+ times Andrew and Neil say I love you, and one time they say it out loud.) Words: 61862