#tarlos fanfic

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Thank you for the tags @carlos-in-glasses @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @sugdenlovesdingle @sznofthesticks @freneticfloetry 💕

“Hey Paul, you’re on speaker.”

“You're on speaker?” TK repeats indignantly. “Why do you have to announce he’s on speaker? Are you worried he’s gonna say something I shouldn’t hear?”

“What? TK. No, I’m not worried he’s gonna say something. What would he say?”

“I don’t know, why do you have to warn him?”

“It’s the polite thing to do, TK. I don’t think he’s gonna start dropping dirty secrets I’ve been hiding from you.”

“Are you sure?”

“What could I be hiding? A secret viral Tik Tok account? A rabid Pokémon addiction? Do you think I’ve got another wife squirreled away?”

“Oh, God. Too soon, Carlos, I’m—”

“Uh. Hey guys,” Paul’s tinny voice cuts into their bickering from the speaker phone in Carlos’s hand. “Did you need me for this?”

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#tarlos #911 lone star #tarlos fic #tk strand x carlos reyes #tarlos fanfic #seven sentence sunday

[carlos-in-glasses]

Thank you for the tag @heartstringsduet and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut 🩷

Chapter 4 of I Was Thinking About Your Mouth is now live on Ao3. So this is from the final chapter 🥲 in which something very important has arisen:

“Tyler.” Carlos rises up, plants a hand on his chest, over his heartbeat. Otherwise, he thinks TK will never stop talking. In itself, not bad. He wants TK to talk to him every day for the rest of his life, about everything, anything. But right now he has the boner to end all boners. The best boner in the world. He wants it documented. This boner needs to be retained within the archives that TK’s body keeps of Carlos’ best performances.

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@nancygillianmvp @safeaswrites @literateowl @eclectic-sassycoweyes

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#seven sentence sunday #I Was Thinking About Your Mouth #BJ Fic #cig tagged #cig fic #my fic #tarlos fic #tarlos fanfic

[alrightbuckaroo]

what is a promise if not your hand in mine?

When TK can’t suppress his nerves, he has a very easy tell. He holds his hands to his mouth; as if he’s stopping all the words he actually wants to say.

When TK wants to comfort Carlos, he expresses it in the softness of his touch. He’ll place a gentle hand on Carlos’ face, reminding him that he’s here.That he’s still right here.

TK might not wake up, and Carlos can’t even hold his hand. TK might not wake up, and all Carlos wants to do is hold his hand.

—

Carlos doesn’t know where he went wrong; where they went wrong. What he does know, is that he’ll do anything he can to fix it.

He chooses not leave the hospital until TK wakes up. At some point, he doesn’t think he can leave. All the weight of “what happened” has weighed him down.

At some point, he thinks, maybe it’s best if he leaves. Carlos tells Nancy that he’s holding a vigil for a man who doesn’t he want him in his life.

Nancy doesn’t buy it; she tells Carlos that TK loves him.

Carlos doesn’t buy it; he asks Nancy why she would say that.

Nancy looks at Carlos, confused, and answers, “Because it’s true,”

Nancy tells Carlos that she can’t even say his name around TK because it’s too painful for him to hear. “It’s obvious,” Nancy says, as if it’s obvious. “He loves you.”

With watery eyes, he looks at Nancy and asks, “If he loves me so much,” His voice is tight, an edge to it. “Why did he break my heart?”

—

Carlos allows himself to be upset, and he tells TK how he really feels. He knows TK can’t hear him, but he thinks it might make him feel better.

It doesn’t, not really.

—

TK wakes up.

He wakes up and the first thing he does is call Carlos, “Baby.” He reaches out and grabs Carlos’ hand. To remind him, he’s here. He’s still right here.

It’s in that moment, Carlos can feel his broken heart slowly start to mend itself together again.

—

A week later, Carlos asks TK what he’d like for dinner. TK says red snapper will always sound good.

On the drive to the grocery store, TK asks Carlos what he’d like for dessert. Carlos says cookies will always sound good. TK suggests they make the cookies he always made with his mom growing up.

Carlos is touched; he asks TK, “Are you sure?”

TK shrugs, “You’re sharing your home with me; the least I could do is share a piece of mine with you.”

—

They grab all the necessary ingredients. Pretzels, chocolate chips, shredded coconut, and candied pecans. They’re standing in the baking aisle when TK asks Carlos if he remembers what the secret ingredient is.

“Toffee?” Carlos asks as TK reaches for a bag of brown sugar.

TK smiles at him, and Carlos loves everything about it. “Love.”

—

They thank the cashier and head back to their apartment.

Walking through the parking lot, all Carlos can think about is TK’s hand in his. He asks the question he already knows the answer to. He says it out loud; to make it real, to make them real.

“Can I hold your hand?”

“Of course,” TK reaches his hand out, grabbing onto Carlos’ hand without a second thought. “That’s what it’s there for.”

Cross posted this from ao3 as it's not only topical but one of my personal favorites. Hope you enjoyed <3

#my writing #carlos reyes #tk strand #tarlos #911 lone star #911 ls #tarlos fanfic #tarlos fic #series: all things end but we begin again #series: this is what falling in love feels like

[sznofthesticks]

3x08 coda is here!

she's short but i love her (unlike this banner. but here we are.)

i miss you in the mornings when i see the sun

mature, 822 words, 1/1

thank you to @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut for the sensitivity read :)

A look at TK's internal monologue and how he copes with receiving news of his mother's death. - A 3x08 coda.

He didn’t know what to think. His mom. Dead. And he can’t even blame anyone. It was an accident. It wasn’t a disease. It wasn’t anyone’s fault. The guy even called 911. And stayed with her. Most people in New York wouldn’t even stop. He wanted someone or something to blame. His mom was his rock. No matter what, she was there. She saved his life more times than he could count. And she was just gone.

Why did she even go back to New York? She should have been here, in Austin. If she stayed this never would have happened, TK kept thinking.

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#i miss you in the mornings when i see the sun #tarlos #tk strand #911 lone star #tarlos fanfic #911 lone star fanfic #my writing #tw death #3x08 coda #In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency

[fitzherbertssmolder]

One of my favourite tropes is (childhood) friends to lovers and I can't stop thinking about all the Tarlos possibilities!!!!

Like TK and Carlos grow up on the ranch playing together, looking after the animals, mini Carlos carrying a mini TK back to the house when he gets grumpy about the heat. Years later he does the same thing but now because he just wants to hold his boyfriend.

Or they are best friends, literally soul mates and everyone knows it, and one day TK wakes up and has that oh moment. That Carlos is my best friend moment. That I want to be next to him forever moment. Cue the pining, the I told you so's and lots and lots of giggles when they finally kiss for the first time.

Or imagine the boys being in their 30's and deciding to be each others safety husbands! But oh no! They fall in love! They'll just have to get married sooner 🥺

I will be thinking about this for the rest of the day, thank you.

#I would LOVE if anyone wanted to write one of these #911 lone star #tarlos #911 ls #tk strand #carlos reyes #tarlos fanfic

[thevenstar]

all turns to silver glass

pairing: TK/Carlos | words: 4.4k

I don’t know if I’m here, don’t know if I live, but I know that - whatever I am - I am found. I am solid again because you take notice of me. “Come with me.” You say but your lips do not move. Your voice comes from somewhere deep in your chest, like you’re speaking with all parts of you. I can perceive every word as it takes hold of my insides and pulls, leading my focus, tugging each organ of mine so they come to you, wherever you are, wherever you’ll be.

(or, hope cloaked in a dream, devotion tied to doves' wings and vows of forever under the sun)

#so there you have it #a love letter to the boundless love that ties these two fools together #enjoy <3 #tarlos #tarlos fic #carlos reyes #tk strand #911 lone star fanfic #tarlos fanfic #911 lone star

[carlos-tk]

each day passing in a blur 😳 how is it wip wednesday thursday already

thanks for the tags @whatsintheboxmh @louis-ii-reyes-strand @heartstringsduet @thisbuildinghasfeelings 💗

more from Buttercup fic which is still chugging along

“You wouldn’t,” TK gasps, returning to pester Carlos, settling in the barstool and kicking his feet against the cabinet.

“Try me dude.”

“Ugh,” TK grimaces.

“If you keep it up with the dude I’m never going to have sex with you again,” he threatens.

Carlos laughs so loud that he even manages to garner Buttercups attention away from his favourite firetruck shaped chew toy.

“Like that would ever happen, you’re the one who’s insatiable not me,” he comments and TK feigns offence, rolling his eyes and wagging his tongue petulantly at him.

no pressure tags under the cut 💗

@inflarescent @rmd-writes @welcometololaland @inkweedandlizards @celeritas2997 @strandnreyes @reyesstrand @birdclowns @reyestrandd @three-drink-amy @fitzherbertssmolder @orchidscript @basilsunrise @noxsoulmate @alrightbuckaroo @detective-giggles @wandering-night19 @carlos-in-glasses @herefortarlos @freneticfloetry @firstprince-history-huh @redshirt2 @lightningboltreader @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @wtfuckevenknows @lemonlyman-dotcom @chicgeekgirl89 @bonheur-cafe @ladytessa74 @liminalmemories21 @never-blooms @mikibwrites @thebumblecee @mooshkat @theghostofashton and an open tag for YOU 💗

#911 lone star fic #tarlos fic #911 lone star #tarlos #wip wednesday #tarlos fanfic #d writes

[noxsoulmate]

💞 Through Thin Walls 💞

🏘 A Tarlos Neighbor AU 🏘

Ship: Tarlos | Fandom: 911 Lone Star Author: noxsoulmate | Podfic by: Juulna | Artist: kinkajou Read and listen on ao3 | View the art on ao3

Chapters: 2/2 | Complete Word Count: 18197 | Rating: Explicit | Warnings/Tags: alternate universe - neighbors, first meetings, 5+1 things, podfic, podfic & podficced works, podfic length: 2-2.5 hours, dorks in love, two person love triangle, falling in love, getting to know each other, getting together, idiots in love, love at first sight, kinda, cliche firefighter rescue, fluff, fluff and smut

Podfic created by the amazing @juuls

Art made by the wonderful @a-kinkajou

Created for the @pod-together event

Based on a prompt by the lovely @actuallysara

Summary:

“Hey, so please don’t freak out–” In the next moment, Carlos could hear a thud, followed by a curse, and he was pretty sure the guy had just hit his head somehow. Carlos winced in sympathy. “Sorry! Sorry, it’s just your neighbor here.” “Dude,” came the reply, the voice sounding rough, probably from all the crying. “Way to give a person a heart attack. Also, creepy much?” “My apologies. The walls here are basically paper with some paint slapped on. So uhm… noises are somewhat muffled but… not really, I guess.”

~*~

3 times Carlos only heard his neighbor’s voice, 2 times TK lusted over a certain officer, +1 time it all melted together.

OR: A Tarlos Neighbor AU

🏘 Read and/or listen on ao3 🏘

💞 and please leave lots of love on the wonderful art on ao3 💞

I cannot thank my team enough 🥰 @juuls, @a-kinkajou, this was such a wonderful experience!! thank you so much for putting up with me, tolerating my rambles and my writer's block, agreeing to switch fics when I panicked, and always cheering me on - and of course for the AMAZING podfic and art respectively that you two created for this fic. I truly hope this will only be the first of many projects we will work on together 😘

Sneak peek and more art under the cut:

one

When the first sniffles came through the wall, Carlos was startled, turning in his bed where he was cocooned in his blankets, book in hand, and in the process of winding down. It was his first night home after a week straight of night shifts and it was his goal to quickly get back into a normal sleep rhythm, even though he wasn’t remotely tired. 

The sniffling sound that very clearly came from the room adjacent to his didn’t help in that endeavor, setting all his senses on high alert right away.

As far as he knew, the apartment next to his had been empty for the last few months. Someone must’ve moved in during the week – which was entirely possible, seeing how Carlos hardly had any free minutes between his shifts, helping on the ranch for two days, and covering some extra shifts so Mitchell could visit her sick mom.

What little time he’d spent in his apartment, Carlos had been asleep. So yes, a new neighbor moving in without him noticing was actually quite possible. 

That didn’t explain the sniffles though which by now had turned into sobs that hardly sounded muffled. And why would they? His neighbor probably didn’t realize just how thin these walls were. Carlos certainly hadn’t suspected it when he first moved in – but quickly found out the hard way. His neighbor until a few months ago certainly had a thing for loud women… 

Contemplating what to do, Carlos tried to focus back on his book. It wasn’t his business why his new neighbor was sobbing so loudly. Or bawling his eyes out by the sound of it. Damn… 

Putting the book back down, Carlos closed his eyes for a moment. Two parts of himself were at war right now. The polite side, reminding him that it was not his place, that it would probably be embarrassing for the man to find out that Carlos could hear him; that it wasn’t nice to snoop in other people’s privacy. And then there was his protector side, wanting to make sure the man was okay. It didn’t sound like he was in direct danger or crying because he had hurt himself. But the tears still sounded so full of pain.

In the end, it was his compassionate side that won out, and putting the book aside he turned further in bed and moved closer to the wall. Clearing his throat, he spoke just above his normal volume.

“Hey, so please don’t freak out–”

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Noxy’s Tagging List:

@detective-giggles, @sgirl18, @firstprince-history-huh, @beautifulhigh, @rangergurlgleek1211, @shadesofdeviant, @actuallysara, @carlos-in-glasses, @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut, @welcometololaland, @wtfuckevenknows, @lightningboltreader, @meditating-honey-badger, @just-inside-her, @alidravana, @morganaspendragonss, @bonheur-cafe, @heartstringsduet, @ravens-words, @lire-casander, @otter-love-asl, @ramblingdisaster73, @first-kanaphan, @xtltokio, @buckybarnesalways, @mangacat201, @catanisspicy, @lemonlyman-dotcom

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[rosedavid]

shine some light on my day

“We need to get up.”

“No.” TK twists his hand in Carlos’ sleep shirt. “Just wanna kiss you.”

Carlos tries again. “We have work.”

“So?”

...

TK and Carlos spend the morning getting ready together.

Tarlos | 9-1-1: Lone Star | 3K words

Tag list under cut

@wandering-night19 @danieljradcliffe @thisbuildinghasfeelings @illbeyourreasonwhy​ @jddryder​@goodiecornbread​

#911 lone star #tarlos #tarlos fanfic #911 ls #tk strand #carlos reyes #fanfiction #911 ls fic #fluff

[lemonlyman-dotcom]

Seven Sentence Sunday! Thank you for the tags @im-overstimulated-and-im-sad @carlos-tk @chicgeekgirl89 @sugdenlovesdingle @sznofthesticks 💕 And thank you to @vineofroses for the beta on this!!

Love Of My Life …Pain In My Ass!

New fic live on ao3 now! Special gift for @guardian-angle22 & @sznofthesticks 🥰

—TK gets an impulse tattoo and Carlos is very emotional about it—

“Carlos,” TK sighs. “It’s my ass, just accept it.”

“Accept it?” Carlos roars, sitting up straighter and dropping his sandwich. “Acceptance is stage five. I’m grieving, TK.” He holds up his right hand with all five fingers stretched out, wiggling them aggressively. “There are five stages of grief!”

“Oh yeah, and what stage are you in right now, Carlos?” Paul asks amusedly.

“Right now I am firmly planted between stages one and two. Denial and anger.”

“Baby, don’t you think you’re being a bit …overdramatic?”

“No, TK, I do not think I’m being overdramatic.” He emphasizes the word with very dramatic air quotes. “Your ass is very special to me. It’s one of my most precious possessions—”

“Okay, well it’s my ass…”

Tagging @nancygillianmvp @welcometololaland @honeybee-taskforce @strandnreyes @eclectic-sassycoweyes @heartstringsduet @ladytessa74 @carlos-in-glasses @fitzherbertssmolder @thisbuildinghasfeelings @whatsintheboxmh @bonheur-cafe @fallout-mars @your-catfish-friend @kiwichaeng @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut @paperstorm @liminalmemories21 @alrightbuckaroo @lightningboltreader @literateowl @freneticfloetry @tinyluminaryzombie @basilsunrise @herefortarlos @filet-o-feelings @rmd-writes @theghostofashton @reyesstrand @never-blooms @iboatedhere @certifiedflower @decafdino and OPEN TAG 🏷️

#tarlos #911 lone star #tarlos fic #tarlos fanfic #tk strand x carlos reyes #seven sentence sunday

[carlos-in-glasses]

I Was Thinking About Your Mouth

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Whole fic written, 30k, 5 chapters, rated E. Updating Sundays.

In the early hours of a mellow May night, TK Strand wakes Carlos Reyes and proposes to him. A baffled Carlos initially starts to talk TK down – as if assuming he might not mean it. This is the story of why.

Or, 4 times TK accidentally proposed because Carlos is spectacular with his mouth, +1 time he genuinely proposed because Carlos is spectacular with his heart.

____________________________________________________

He’s smug when he enters him. He gets to be. No finger-stretch is quite enough for Carlos’ thickness, and TK grits his teeth at the exquisite burn – so familiar, yet always a shock. Carlos catches TK’s mouth with his as he opens wide, his head tipping back. Carlos licks at TK’s lips, his tongue, his teeth. He loves the way he can make TK’s mouth open with words or make it open with silence. He can make TK’s mouth open like he can’t open it wide enough to get all the air he needs, or to let out the moan trapped around his heart. He loves TK’s mouth so much, he just has to kiss it, even if TK’s mind has bent sideways and he doesn’t have the wherewithal to kiss him back right now. On his desk at work, Carlos keeps a picture of TK grinning beautifully. It’s his favourite thing. That smile, that mouth. He thinks about it all the time.

Chapter 1: What Are you Thinking? - It’s fall 2020, TK Strand and Carlos Reyes are now boyfriends officially. And TK is maybe a little bit too excited about it.

Chapter 2: It's Our Dining Room Now, TK - In 2021, TK is very happy with his new roomie. A confused Carlos finds the people he can turn to. Or maybe they find him.

Chapter 3: Kiss Your Head - Valentine’s Day 2022. TK is recovering from a coma and he and Carlos are finding their way back together after their four-month split. When Carlos drops into the hospital for a visit, certain words are exchanged.

Chapter 4: I'm Not a Very Good Talker - April 2022. Carlos is jealous that TK is spending so much time with his sponsor. However, there is something Carlos can do for TK that nobody else can, even if it causes TK to say something he shouldn’t.

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Thank you fabulous @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut for the beta and @lemonlyman-dotcom for being my emotional support American.

#I Was Thinking About Your Mouth #BJ Fic #This one is smutty lads #Thank you for reading if you do - I hope you enjoy it! #And so much fun to write #cig fic #my fic #tarlos fanfic #tarlos fic #tarlos #tk stand x carlos reyes

[alrightbuckaroo]

tender eyes that shine

1/1 | Rating: M | 16.1k | A Carlos Reyes character study in which Carlos learns to love himself a little more, even the soft parts. | All the thanks in the world to @bonheur-cafe for beta reading this one <3

Carlos is eight years old.

His favorite food is pizza flavored Kraft macaroni and cheese, his favorite movie is Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron , his best friend is a stuffed koala named Kique, and at this very moment, he’s heartbroken over the passing of his abuela.

“No llores, nieto,” Carlos’ abuelo tells him during the wake of her funeral. Gray clouds are scattered across the sky and coating the somber event in an even more somber tone.

His abuelo crouches down, his joints cracking and popping as he stoops to Carlos’ eye level. He raises a calloused thumb and wipes away the tears that are still falling from Carlos’ wide brown eyes.

“Men like us,” His abuelo continues, his words casting a wide net. ‘Men like us’ is synonymous with anyone that looks like Carlos, has his skin tone, or shares his namesake. “We don’t let the world pity us, we can’t let them see us as soft.”

Carlos nods, wiping away any new tears that are starting to fall. The right sleeve of his charcoal gray suit now comes away colored a staunch black where Carlos’ tears have dampened it.

For some reason, the way his abuelo says ‘soft’ ricochets off of Carlos, as if it were stone and Carlos is a thin sheet of glass nestled into a window pane. It’s left a dent, an imprint, an impression, but hasn’t done enough damage to cause a crack.

Carlos’ bloodshot eyes shine with hesitation as he asks, voice small and insecure, “Reyes men don’t cry?

“Reyes men don’t cry,” His abuelo confirms.

continued on ao3.

#ah! it's finally here! my favorite little labor of love is ready for consumption! #here's hoping this one makes every kind of sense #i was up until 5 a.m. trying to proofread this one in one sitting and somehow it got 200 words longer??? #fic: tender eyes that shine #series: how to be a human being #my writing #carlos reyes #tk strand #911 ls #911 lone star #tarlos fic #911 lone star fic #tarlos fanfic

[sznofthesticks]

rating: T words: 1.6K pairing: tarlos

written for @paperstorm's valentine's prompt list: #20 - Song Fic: inspired by your favorite cheesy love song

i think of cheesy love songs, i think of paper rings - taylor swift, so that's my inspiration here.

TK is stressed about wedding planning and Carlos reassures him <3

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i want to add, i've been really distancing myself from swiftieism in light of recent events. but i still love this story so i posted it anyways and will be keeping it up.

#valentine's day fic #tarlos fanfic #tarlos #911 lone star #911 lone star fic #this is pure fluff with just a little bit of crying #carlos reyes #tk strand

[taralaurel]

(Art by the wonderful @chaotictarlos)

Title: just coffee

Relationship: Carlos Reyes/TK Strand

Rating: T for themes

Word Count: 4.9k

Summary:

TK Strand just wanted coffee. Carlos Reyes just wanted to catch the suspect fleeing the scene, with a gun.

"I'm not sure I should be letting you do this."

"It's the same thing EMS is going to do."

"Then we should wait for them."

"I am them," TK rolls his eyes, "sort of. Literally, my shift starts in," he rolls his wrist to check his watch, "well, would you look at that. My shift started five minutes ago. So technically I'm on the clock."

"Technically, you're a victim, and a witness."

"I'm also a Saggitarius but I'm not complaining."

@tarlosweddingcelebration Week 1 Prompt #2: alternate first meeting | disastrous first meeting

@tarlosweddingcelebration Week 1 Prompt #3: "You saved my life...I feel like I owe you."

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#tarlosweddingcelebration #prompt fill #fanfiction #tarlos fanfic #tarlos fanfiction #tarlos #alternate first meeting #ao3 #flirting #banter #meet ugly #meet cute #held at gunpoint #carlos reyes #tk strand #h/c #hurt/comfort

[sanjuwrites]

you would turn into my best life

a series of soulmate AUs, in which your soulmate’s first words are inked onto your forearm.

graphic by the incredible @chaotictarlos

checkmate, i never lose - president’s son/secret service

The story of TK Strand, the president’s son who’s fresh off a brutal breakup with who he once thought was the love of his life and Carlos Reyes, his new Secret Service agent that TK just can’t quite seem to understand. coming 7/28 posted!

tagging some friends that might be interested: @chaotictarlos, @alrightbuckaroo, @detective-giggles, @taralaurel, @otter-love-asl, @mikibwrites, @theghostofashton and @cold-blooded-jelly-doughnut

#sanjuwrites: you would turn into my best life #sanjuwrites #tarlos fanfic #secret service au 👀

[carlos-tk]

Gonna kick us off this week 💗

Todays WIP Wednesday is something new that I’m not even sure what it is yet, but I wrote a whole lot of words for so here’s a little bit of it ✍🏼

“...and you probably think I’m insane, spilling my guts like this when I’ve ignored you for the better part of the last six weeks,” he says. “But you’re you, so sweet and genuine that I’m not sure you could ever think that about anyone, not even me.”

Carlos can’t let this continue, can’t watch a second longer. As TK pours his heart out whilst he just stands there, a little disoriented.

His unprepared speech presented like an opportunity for Carlos to push him away, supplying him with all the reasons it won’t work.

He knows he has to be bold, has to hold on before TK runs again. “TK-” he pauses to formulate even a smidge of the depths of his feelings for him, searching for a way to communicate it.

“TK,” he repeats, lets his name sit heavy on his tongue, “You weren’t a head-case then, and you’re not one now either.” TK spares him a small smile.

“And I think you were right, you know, to push me away,” he says truthfully. “I think we were both trying to make a complicated thing work, you certainly deserved better, and so did I.”

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