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Anonymous asked:

Milan lucic Ryan miller

hawkeytime answered:

At the end of the night - after a beautiful candlelit dinner, a stroll through lamplit streets - Ryan leaned in and brushed the lightest of kisses across Milan’s nose.

"I just want to say…" He murmured, low and sweet.

"Yeah?" Milan said, tilting his chin up for another kiss.

Ryan leaned in, hovering. “What a piece of shit I think you are.”

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garbashians:

when someone makes a joke about one of ur insecurities

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