aninstantcrush:

cozmopolitan:

ok but can we talk about how tiny guy-man is when he sits next to thomas?

i don’t want to talk about it i will weep


Well, now I gotta do this… The winter air whipped against them unkindly as they waited for their ride. Thomas was surprised that Guy was still sitting after how early he had gotten up that morning. He just looked ever so tired, it would have been cruel not to offer him some kind of comfort.Thomas wouldn’t suggest it, but he had to at least hint at the gesture. He bent his spine uncomfortably against the bench and slipped down its seat, glancing at his companion’s wearied face. After a moment, Guy-Man noticed Thomas’ adjustment. He was too tired to overthink anything, so he gave a small sniffle and stared at the relaxed shoulder before slowly letting his head fall against Thomas’ warmth. His cold cheek thawed against his sweater as he immediately began to doze with a grateful smile pulling at his lips. Thomas breathed in deeply, trying not to think about the growing stiffness in his back. “I’m sorry, Thomas, are you uncomfortable?” Guy whispered without opening his eyes. Thomas sighed again, feeling the soreness in his back with every breath. “Non… you’re alright.” He replied quietly.

aninstantcrush:

cozmopolitan:

ok but can we talk about how tiny guy-man is when he sits next to thomas?

i don’t want to talk about it i will weep

Well, now I gotta do this…

The winter air whipped against them unkindly as they waited for their ride. Thomas was surprised that Guy was still sitting after how early he had gotten up that morning. He just looked ever so tired, it would have been cruel not to offer him some kind of comfort.Thomas wouldn’t suggest it, but he had to at least hint at the gesture. He bent his spine uncomfortably against the bench and slipped down its seat, glancing at his companion’s wearied face. After a moment, Guy-Man noticed Thomas’ adjustment. He was too tired to overthink anything, so he gave a small sniffle and stared at the relaxed shoulder before slowly letting his head fall against Thomas’ warmth. His cold cheek thawed against his sweater as he immediately began to doze with a grateful smile pulling at his lips. Thomas breathed in deeply, trying not to think about the growing stiffness in his back. “I’m sorry, Thomas, are you uncomfortable?” Guy whispered without opening his eyes. Thomas sighed again, feeling the soreness in his back with every breath. “Non… you’re alright.” He replied quietly.

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Daft Punk i hate myself guy-manuel de homem christo thomas bangalter I didn't mean for this to be romantic btw minific horrible height difference cuties obviously not winter in the pic I know

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