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Through the years, Collie and Gary keep crossing paths, watching each other grow and change.
or; 5 times Collie Parker and Gary Barkovitch met by accident + 1 time it was planned
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Collie’s least favorite day of the year had arrived; the local town’s school field trip to the reservation. A few times a year, businessmen also came for their business getaway weekends, but Collie was never required to attend those. The school visits though, his parents asked him to accompany them ever since he was eight years old. It had quickly become his most hated day of the year.
He always felt like an animal in a zoo, ogled by people who turned everything he loved about his culture into a joke.
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He thought of his grandfather, who, after a few too many beers, would give them long speeches about how they were trapped here by the same people who now looked at them with those pitying eyes, pretending it wasn’t their fault.
Collie wanted nothing more than to yell at them You did this to us!
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His actions had consequences. Barkovitch’s did not.
Happy fucking birthday to him.
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They reached a clearing in the forest where bluebelles bloomed. The air felt lighter there. It was breathtaking.
Gary immediately pulled out his camera, snapping photos. “These are my favorite flowers,” he said, actually smiling. Collie felt breathless looking at his smile.
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There was a flash, and he realized that Gary had taken a photo of him. His heart skipped a beat. Collie didn’t comment on it.
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Collie leaned in, his fingers brushing Barkovitch’s jaw and cheeks as he dabbed it with the soaked bandage. Gary shivered at the touch. Somehow, it felt like the most intimate thing he had ever done, even though had kissed a girl before. With tongue. And yet, this felt… bigger. He swallowed hard. His skin prickled in places that it touched Gary’s face.
“It’s a shame,” Collie murmured, not knowing what overcame him. “That we have to take it off. You look… pretty. Like this.”
And Gary really did. He had a face made for makeup, soft, with long eyelashes. Collie wished he could have seen him all ‘prettied up’ by his cousin, made into a princess, glitter and polish, maybe even a smile on his face.
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Their eyes met. Bark O’Bitch, the scenic persona, didn’t falter in her steps. But Gary’s eyes kept coming back to him, each glance sending shivers through his body. He had to bite back a moan that wanted to escape him when Gary hiked up his dress and playfully caressed his leg to the sounds of Britney singing I’m a slave for you, I cannot hold it, I cannot control it.
Gary danced closer to them, down on his knees now, rocking his hips in a sinful way. Collie found himself holding out his cash, following his friends’ advice, unsure what else to do. Gary took it with a smirk and tucked it into his bra, their eyes locked the entire time.
Collie mouthed pretty at him. Gary’s grin widened as he turned away and sauntered off to the next group of people.
That’s when Collie saw it. The bracelet. The same one Barkovitch had bought from his parent’s stand all those years ago, and now he had it on his wrist.
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“I remember going home that day and imagining what you must have looked like, all dolled up by your cousin.”
“Did that turn you on?” Gary’s eyes searched Collie’s face.
He swallowed hard and gave a small nod.
“Do you still think I’m pretty?”
Collie nodded again.
“Then why did Pete say that you were straight?”
That question snapped Collie out of his daze. “I mean, I—I am. Or well, I don’t know. I really thought I was. I’ve never been with a guy, never even wanted to.” He took a shaky breath. “Until tonight.”
Gary’s eyes lit up. “Oh, thank fucking god.” And then he kissed Collie.
It was like the whole world stopped. All that existed was the warmth of Barkovitch’s hands cupping his face, the soft brush of his hair, their noses bumping into each other. Collie kissed him back, desperate to show him he wanted this, wanted him. He pulled Gary by his hair and deepened the kiss.
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“For me, it was when we were seventeen,” Collie said. He took Gary’s hand into his own, stroking it softly. “After that time whenI helped you when your bitch of a father beat you up. I didn’t realize it back then, but I remember that you made me so confused. And after that day, I always checked the local newspaper to make sure you weren’t dead. You really scared me when you said you would go back home.”
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Bookmark Notes:
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