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f yeah... sebastiben
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Benjamin Green, are you trying to seduce me?
“You know what would be awesome?” Seb asked suddenly, looking up from his textbook and sounding very excited. “Ben,” he said, poking his boyfriend’s arm. “Ben, you know what would be awesome?”
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FYEAHSEBASTIBEN
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The House of Flying Daggers. And Contact Poisons: House hunting
“Oh my god, look at the view!” Seb pressed his entire body against the wall sized window, arms outstretched, and then flipped around, “Ben, if you tell me we aren’t allowed to buy this apartment because of the size of the air vents, I will shoot you. You know I can. You taught me.”
The blond prowled around the yellowy-wood floor, dropping to examine the heating vents set into the floor.
“Flat, love. And you know how easy it is to sneak in through a vent, Seb. You grew up with Eric, too.”
“Good point,” Seb admitted, still hugging the giant wall of windows, “but this is pretty much the perfect place, babe, you have to admit.”
“The door is very strong,” Ben admitted, “not like the last place.”
“And the floor space is amazing. I mean, we’d have a mezzanine. I like that idea. Now get off the mezzanine and come hug the window with me.”
Ben finished examining the upper part of the large, open plan room, passing the kitchen and noting its lay out (actually fairly good, should it come to a melee) and coming down the half dozen steps that separated the upper dining room and kitchen from the lower living room.
“Hug it, Ben,” Seb commanded, leaning back against the glass.
“…No, you crazy yank-“
“Not a Northerner, babe!”
The blond leaned in, examining the glass with a critical eye, “This has got to be at least four centimetres thick.”
“Is that a good thing? Does it mean I am allowed to marry these windows?”
“What about me?” Ben pouted, “I thought you were going to marry me, some day.”
“You can be my… civil service worker on the side,” Seb allowed, “but I’m marrying these windows.”
“Come on, you dork,” Ben rolled his eyes, grabbing Seb by the back of the collar, “come look at the bedroom and help me see where I should store the guns.”
“No guns in the bedroom, Ben, goddammit! We’ve talked about this!”
“Yeah, yeah. The only guns allowed in the bedroom are yours.”
Seb smiled, rolling up his sleeve, and kissed his bicep, “you know it, babe.”
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FYSB.
FUCK YEAH SEBASTIBEN, IT’S FACEBOOK OFFICIAL.
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