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PhasesIan was always going through phases.
Anthony never understood it. It seemed like every few weeks Ian would latch onto something an idea, a habit, an activity, sometimes even a person and become completely obsessed with it. Anthony could never figure out how these phases started; Ian's mind was a mystery to him sometimes.
Some of them were normal. Anthony could remember Ian's weight-lifting phase, his classical music phase, his phase of only buying groceries that were on sale. Nothing weird there. Even some of his more drastic ones still fell within the realm of normality, like when he decided that he wouldn't drive anywhere th
In VegasIan woke up with the worst hangover he'd ever had.
The moment he opened his eyes, a throbbing pain shot through his head. He let out a soft groan, burying his head into the pillow. It took him a few seconds to remember where he was.
Las Vegas. With Anthony. Right. They'd come for a business meeting, and decided to make a vacation out of it.
Ian kept his face firmly planted in the pillow, unable to face the bright light coming from somewhere to his right, and tried to figure out his surroundings using his other senses.
He was in a bed. That was a good start. The room was hot, but he could hear the hum of an air conditioner, and snori
Piano - Short Ianthony FanficI was sat on the floor, ear pressed against the wall on a normal Saturday morning. Yes, that's right, this is what I usually spend my Saturday mornings doing.
Anthony was teaching himself piano, and I have to admit he was getting pretty good. Every Saturday he would tiptoe in to the study and practice a song he had made up. He thought I was asleep, but I knew that he set his alarm for exactly eight o'clock and as soon as I had heard the door click closed I would wander over to the wall and listen in. He played it beautifully. No one else in the world could have played it better. It was heavenly.
I would always wish for him to sing slightly
OursThis is Ianthony. If you do not like the pairing please do not continue reading and return to your previous activities. I do not appreciate comments containing foul language and insults pertaining to my work. No one is forcing you to read this unless they are holding a gun to your head, in which case you still do not need to leave immature and unnecessary comments. So please, I'm asking nicely, do not continue reading and do not leave negative comments if you do not enjoy homosexual fanfiction about Ian Hecox and Anthony Padilla.
A/N: Hello to all! Yes, I'm alive! Sorry I haven't posted in quite a while, I've had NMS (no motivation syndrome)
Lunch - IanthonyThe classroom exploded into noise; girls screamed, boys shouted, chairs clattered, tables creaked, and doors slammed. Kids sat, slumped, on tables, whilst the ones in front of them bawled in their faces for kicking their shins. Boys jumped over chairs and tables, chasing after each other, whilst girls crawled under them, trying to escape the violence. The entire class crammed into the room, making deafening amounts of noise, whilst teachers walked past, sighing and shaking their heads.
"Oi! You!" A dark haired boy shouted across the room at the top of his voice, hoping to be heard. His call was aimed at one other boy, who turne
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