Now That I Am in Madrid and Can Think 9/22 (aka Liverpool Has Two Dads and It's OK Because You Can't Label Love)
Rating: R (swearing and grownup stuff)
Summary: Crystal Palace will eventually get back to the top flight of the PL. The rest is far less likely to ever happen.
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He can and WILL sell you to Tranmere Rovers )
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“Listen up, you lot,” Stevie’s voice rises to a loud whisper to make sure he’s reaching the stragglers at the back of the room. “There’s a Basque man cooking his grandmother’s stew in there and he’s been at it since 3 PM. I’ve done this before so here’s what’s going to happen: you’re going to eat it and you’re going to fucking love it. You will complement the cumin notes and you’ll say thank you when you’re done…” Awww, he has the need to protect him, how sweet is that??
And Jake, i have the feeling that in some way he's gonna be like a bond in these two, in an emotional way...just speculating...
Anyway, guess i'm gonna wait to see it!!
More, more... :p
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It's so great to see how into it you are, and well... I have a thing for domesticity, I couldn't help myself even though I need some chapters where they don't interact all that much to advance the rest of the story along, this had to be done because I'm basically writing baby!fic. Except with teenagers instead of babies. :)
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Oh how I love and pine for The Obligatory Xabi Objectification Corner...
Stirring the food with a frown on his freckly brow and all serious about it... Wearing nothing but an apron... Yum!
So... somebody should write that story as a spinoff to my story, huh?... ;) Just no licking stew off of him, please, too messy...
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