Author: Jack Sinn

(A/N: This is the final update for Chapter 23, so there won’t be an post on Weds, May 3rd. Updates will resume Sat, May 6th.) When Mitch got home he forwarded the reel to Ingrid. The next day, she reported back that her boss liked it, then followed up by asking what day worked best…

Darius insisted that Mitch come over early on band practice day, eager to help out with the demo reel. In exchange for Darius’ generosity, Mitch lent a hand with finishing the soundbooth setup. “Babies, man,” said Darius with a shake of the head, his way of explaining why no further progress had been made. Not…

Another night of tapings meant an afternoon of tag team practice beforehand. Avi’s mannerisms as The Hunter improved by leaps and bounds than the weeks prior, although he still preferred that Mitch handle the bulk of the talking when they filmed their promos. But at least the banter came far more naturally now, with elements…

Having already spent plenty of time with Avi made it easy to gel with him as a tag team partner. Mitch became a sponge and absorbed every bit of wisdom offered to him, because how often did a rookie get unlimited insight from someone that lived and breathed this industry for as long as Avi…

A few obstacles stood between Mitch and Nate when it came to opportunities for intimacy, namely that neither of them had their own space. Sharing a room with Jodie as well as her disapproval of Mitch fraternizing at the school (he’d figure out how to address this at some point), along with Nate still living…

(A/N: This is the final update for Chapter 22, so there won’t be an update on Weds, April 12.) Reconciliation came easy between Louis and Mitch, as it always did. Conversation stayed light, as did the occasional -entirely warranted- ribbing. Eventually, Desiree collected Louis, leaving Mitch to his own devices. “Call Sandy,” was Louis’ departing…

After physically pulling away from Avi, Mitch reached the showers and hastily stripped out of the rest of his gear. Never had he been more grateful in his life for anything than he was the recent installation of dividers and shower curtains (though a grimy film already formed on them due to neglect). The last…

(A/N: Head’s up, this update contains an anecdote about bigoted experiences, which may be uncomfortable for readers. Proceed with this in mind.) “Did I do alright?” Avi asked once they reached the locker room. Even though they were far from the showroom, the audience’s displeasure still rang clear. Intermission was announced over the speakers, which…

(A/N: A friend of mine wrote a fic about Louis and Mitch!!! It takes place several years prior to the events of IC, and overs a range of topics such as self discovery, friendship, compatibility, and little bit of heartache for good measure. I love it so so so much, the ending made me tear…

Though his match concluded, Mitch remained on high alert. Without enough time to shower before Louis and Avi were scheduled to fight, he freshened up with baby wipes and retouched smeared facepaint, his hands unsteady throughout the application process. Louis stood the better chance of winning, or so Mitch repeatedly told himself. Avi may be…