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Butterflies All Tied Up by Emma
Fandom: MCFLY
Pairing: Tom/Dougie
Length: 9k
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kawaii_tenshi27
Author Website:kawaii_tenshi27
Why this must be read:
I love Emma's fics, so have no problem reccing her twice! Tom and Dougie are brilliantly awkward and any relationship between them that doesn't involve Star Wars marathons and home baking is going to involve panic and insecurity. Awkward and tender first-time story, this is a lovely and hot fic that you'll love.
The wooden-metallic slam and the sound of someone-not-him gasping registers in delayed reaction. It’s several heartbeats before the noise breaks through the fog in Tom’s brain, and several more before it sinks in enough for his body to respond, going completely still, eyes dragging open, and.
Oh god, oh god, oh god. The words trail like a broken record through Tom’s head, staticky and faint. Petrified.
Tom can’t move, can’t do anything but stare at Dougie, breath frozen in his lungs. And Dougie – Dougie is staring right back, eyes wide and lips parted, barely two steps into the room, keycard still in his hand. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft hiss of Dougie’s breath. Tom can’t breathe. His heart is slamming in his chest, and – he’d always thought it was just some fancy turn of phrase to say it felt like your heart was going to beat its way out, but this, this really fucking hurts. And he can’t breathe.
“Tom,” Dougie says, his voice slightly choked, and, “Oh God,” he says, and, “Can I fuck you?”
Butterflies All Tied Up
Pairing: Tom/Dougie
Length: 9k
Author on LJ:
kawaii_tenshi27Author Website:
kawaii_tenshi27Why this must be read:
I love Emma's fics, so have no problem reccing her twice! Tom and Dougie are brilliantly awkward and any relationship between them that doesn't involve Star Wars marathons and home baking is going to involve panic and insecurity. Awkward and tender first-time story, this is a lovely and hot fic that you'll love.
The wooden-metallic slam and the sound of someone-not-him gasping registers in delayed reaction. It’s several heartbeats before the noise breaks through the fog in Tom’s brain, and several more before it sinks in enough for his body to respond, going completely still, eyes dragging open, and.
Oh god, oh god, oh god. The words trail like a broken record through Tom’s head, staticky and faint. Petrified.
Tom can’t move, can’t do anything but stare at Dougie, breath frozen in his lungs. And Dougie – Dougie is staring right back, eyes wide and lips parted, barely two steps into the room, keycard still in his hand. The silence is deafening, broken only by the soft hiss of Dougie’s breath. Tom can’t breathe. His heart is slamming in his chest, and – he’d always thought it was just some fancy turn of phrase to say it felt like your heart was going to beat its way out, but this, this really fucking hurts. And he can’t breathe.
“Tom,” Dougie says, his voice slightly choked, and, “Oh God,” he says, and, “Can I fuck you?”
Butterflies All Tied Up
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