while i love the idea of neil being so attuned to andrew that he would never confuse him with aaron i can't help but thinking about how hilarious it would be if one day he did. like just imagine a fever ridden neil stumbling out of his bed to go looking for andrew. he stumbles into the kitchen and oh there andrew is, his back to neil while he pours himself some coffee at the kitchen counter. neil in his hazy state makes a stumbling beeline across the room to him. he drapes himself over the back of andrew's tiny figure pressing his face into his neck, andrew's cool skin feeling like a blessing on his pounding head. he wraps his arms around andrew's waist. though, even in his muddled state he doesn't miss the way the body under him has stiffened under neil's touch. he's just about to ask what's wrong before his brain registers the sound of someone loudly clearing their throat.
he lifts his head towards the sound and through his foggy sight his brain slowly registers one of his own oversized baggy t-shirts, black armbands, and the unmistakable glint of a piercing on the currently raised eyebrow of one Andrew Minyard.
it takes neil's brain a second to catch up and when it does he flinches back from aaron so hard and fast he stumbles back into their tiny kitchen table. and stares at andrew across the room a look of horror on his face. meanwhile andrew just quietly sips at his coffee staring neil down over the rim of his mug, ignoring the glare from aaron burning into his face.
finally andrew relents bc neil looks like he's about to collapse and tells him to "come here". neil stumbles his way over all but collapsing into andrew's chest. aaron scoffs loudly before announcing he needs to go scrub himself clean again and walks out the room. andrew rubs at neil's neck gently hiding his little amused smirk into neil's bed head before forcing neil back into his bed














