I've read and re-read this so many times and I never make it through without getting something in my goddamned eyes. It's beautiful and sad and almost a bit too believable. Love the way the unbalance between Nico and his partners are "different but same" in every part - with Mika it's age and language, with Mark it's clothes, with Nelson it's actual distance (which he has created), with Michael it's the shift of power from who he was to who he is (legend on track, nobody in private), with Toto it's the opposite of Michael (gentle in private, would 'throw him under the bus' if need be on track - also, the pure business-aspect of it)... with Jenson there's even-ness. They share clothes, they share food, and kisses and hugs. Sorry, that's me rambling on. tl;dr: love this fic. Thank you for sharing. <3
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theianitor Wed 03 May 2017 01:37AM UTC
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