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Andrew should've taken more care with hiding the hickeys littering his neck. The hoodie he's sporting isn't doing much, collar stretched and warped from one too many washes, one too many instances of Andrew himself pulling at it while it was keeping someone else warm. Jealous of fabric, of the warmth it provided, Andrew thought he could do a better job at heating up the wearer's skin.
So now the neckline was fucked, and the hoodie belonged to him, a trophy he swore he'd never display.
Nick bobs like a fish until the words finally spill out. He's looking at Andrew's neck, not his face. "Again? Does your boyfriend not get tired?"
Andrew dates his college's star athlete. No, he won't tell anyone about it.