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thursdays, full of hope by bleep0bleep

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One warm evening in March, Stiles had popped into the laundromat, amused by the arty washers, and then loaded up his clothes, humming to himself, only to look up and see this gorgeous stubbled guy, sitting on one of the provided wheeled baskets next to the dryers, wearing only a loose-fitting white tank top that dropped precariously low on his hairy chest, and very, very small and tight black boxer briefs.
Stiles had come back the next Thursday, and the Thursday after that.
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In which Stiles is an art student who needs one more model for a particular series of nude portraits, and his laundromat crush offers to help him out.