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Her body wanted nothing more than to stay in that still comfortable position forever. Or at least as long as the heat wave lasted. She had vaguely heard him enter the room but she was lazy at opening her eyes to watch him. When she did, however, she wasn’t disappointed. Her eyes followed him around as her head tilted towards him for a better view. There was too much fuzz in her mind to really process anything but she did feel a need to get rid of her the stickiness that felt more like a second skin.

"I’m currently gross and you’re clean. So shower first then a proper greeting." With a sudden energy inside her, Faye quickly made her way into the bathroom and barely waited for the water to reach a temperature between warm and cold before stepping into it. She only bothered to wash her skin which resulted in her entering the bedroom in just a towel only a few minutes later. Redressing in only a pair of underwear she kept there and one of his shirts, she leaned over and greeted him properly.

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"Fair enough. Enjoy yourself, babe." Jack, personally, didn't care how gross Faye thought she was. Her post-travel sleepy haze was enough for him to want her body pressed against his. But he also knew better than to argue, and instead took up the spot vacated by Faye. His eyes closed as his muscles eased from the workout he'd been into just half an hour ago. His eyes didn't open again until Faye's lips met his and he raised his upper body to meet hers, left hand reaching to brush back her wet hair from her face. "That shirt looks really good on you, but have you considered taking it off?" His other hand moved to her upper thigh, spreading his fingertips to encompass her hipbone.

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"And that is exactly what I wanted to hear." Her tone turned more lighthearted, though her own irritation at her classmate was still present. He’d at least backed off after Jack picked her up after class a few weeks ago. Though his remarks on what she should be doing with her life was still being spouted and she wished she could just deck him. Her perfect record forced her to behave herself though. "She won’t move out. I help her study. In the end I make up for it."

"Alright, go shower and smell nice for me and I’ll head out shortly." She glanced around for her shoes as she said goodbye and hung up.

Arriving at his apartment ten minutes later, Faye nearly let out a sound of relief at seeing his door. Even in the shorts and tank top, hair up, she still felt sticky. The burst of cool air within the apartment made her sigh in pure happiness. She leaned back against the counter for a moment to take a rest before dealing with the stairs up to Jack’s room. When she finally was ready, she lazily walked upstairs and entered the bedroom. She went right for his bed and landed on her back. The cool fabric made her refuse to move away from it anytime soon as she closed her eyes and tried to cool off.

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"Yeah, whatever. I hope she's secretly studying you to write her doctorate." Jack laughed, wished her good luck before turning on the stereo and heading into the bathroom. The cool water felt like a blessing, causing Jack to just soak for a few seconds before he went to work scrubbing off grass stains in various spots on his person. Emerging to the soft sounds of whatever had come up on Pandora Radio, he was pleased to find Faye already sprawled across his bed. Wrapping his towel around his waist, Jack made his way to the dresser before speaking. "If you're still on a cool down from your walk, you can hop in the shower, too. I certainly wouldn't mind." The benign innocence of the expression he wore now was one that required a great deal of practice. He slipped on a pair of boxers before sitting down next to her on the bed. "Or if you're not feeling that I'll wait to hug you til you're ready for physical contact. Totally patient." He settled back, using his hands to hold himself upright while staring down at her.

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Faye cursed under her breath as she simultaneously listened to Jack and tripped over one of Kara’s shoes. She kicked the footwear and felt slightly better about her day after doing so. Though a smirk couldn’t be held at her next words. “One day Sebastian Sheffield is going to hand me an envelope with a lot of money it in while in the middle of our accounting class and I’m going to end up taking it.”

"Kara is indisposed at the moment. She got on my nerves." A hand ran along the back of her neck and she cringed at the droplets of sweat her fingers had caught. "If you end up melting into the floor I won’t have an arm candy boyfriend and then I will be forced to find another to fit into my ten year plan for success."

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"Don't take that dweeb's money. I'll take two more jobs to support you financially before I consider letting someone else buy off my honey." Jack fought to keep the spike of irritation out of his tone. He remembered vaguely seeing the Sebastian in question across the quad just a few weeks ago. He focused on pulling his shirt over his head and tossing it into the hamper. "Sorry you hurt Kara's feelings with your angry words. That girl's gonna have a break down or move out on you. I can't tell which." He leaned against the doorframe, grinning broadly again. She was definitely going to regret not bringing her homework when she was reintroduced to a temperate climate. No distractions on a Friday afternoon was sounding better by the second, though. "No one else fills that position like me and you know it. Your arm candy boyfriend is still very much intact. Just sweaty. I'm gonna jump in the shower, but I'm also gonna leave the kitchen door unlocked if you're headed over."

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She let out a whine at the sound of a temperature other than center of hell. The heat only made her more and more childish by the minute and she realized that going to his place meant enduring going outside. “If I have to look at anymore numbers I will probably only get more bitchier. No homework.” She stood up and focused on putting actual clothing on.

"I am going to find clothing that doesn’t make me feel like I will pass out from heat and then I will walk over. My car is in the shop, which is where yours should be since you have no A/C." She processed fully what he had said. "Wait? Did you try to melt into the kitchen floor again?"

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Jack smiled and rolled his eyes at her crankiness. No homework was just fine with him, despite guessing being in the cool long enough would snap Faye back into her usual no-nonsense demeanor. "Yeah, I'll do that when I have three hundred bucks to waste on a radiator. Or a couple grand to shop for a new car entirely. Till then it's windows down, head out the window at all stops. Sorry you're dating a scrub. Could Kara drive you? Her car's brand new." Climbing to his feet and picking up his backpack, Jack padded out of the kitchen and towards the stairs and his room which waited at the top. "I'm not going to lie," Jack began diplomatically. "I wasn't totally trying to melt the kitchen floor again but I did transfer alot of sweat onto it in my inadvertent attempt." He moved to close his blinds and then his curtains, already preparing to cool the place for Faye's arrival.

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The pure lack of air ventilation in her dorm had only made Faye more irritable than her usual self. In fact, Faye hadn’t even bothered to show up to her afternoon class. Trying to pull herself from bed while her A/C was broken was nearly impossible. Besides she knew she would be able to make up for the missed lesson.

Her roommate on the other hand was determined to fill her ears with things she didn’t care about at all. Why she even bothered to try and listen the business major had yet to fully process and she partially blamed the heat for it. “Kara, I do not care about your boyfriend of the week. Shut the hell up.” Her voice rose as she spoke and she didn’t bother to sit up when her roommate had stormed out of the room. Happy with the quiet, she tilted her head to look at the time. Satisfied that he wouldn’t be at practice she sighed deeply before sitting up. Regardless that she was in as few layers as possible there was still a trace of sweat on her.

There was barely a wait before he had answered the phone. She scoffed at his greeting but flopped back down on her bed. “I’m hot. And before you make some snarky remark I have no air conditioning and I am not above hurting you if you don’t let me come over.”

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"Baby, you know you can come over any time you'd like." Jack rolled from his stomach to his back, wincing as the sweat-soaked t-shirt he was wearing peeled from the tile. The grin on his face was pretty genuine, though, knowing from the edge in Faye's voice that his usual 'aren't you always?' would fall on extremely unsympathetic ears. "We can black out my bedroom then watch Netflix. And you can bring your homework with you or something." Tilting his head to account for the sounds Ross was making in the next room, Jack finally sat up. "It's a cool 65 at my place, and if I'm not mistaken Ross is gearing up for a business trip. Won't be home for a couple hours at least." His tone was low and pleasant as he rubbed his free hand against the back of his head."I'd offer to drive you but no one deserves to be trapped in a black Volvo with no air conditioning. I love you more than that. Need to shower first, though. And maybe mop the kitchen floor."

"Good fuckin' God," Jack panted as he finally barreled into the air-conditioned coolness of the apartment he shared with Ross. For a moment he allowed himself to spread across the cool ceramic tiles of the kitchen floor and wondered if he could actually melt from the heat. The scientist in him knew it wasn't going to happen-- but still remained somewhat intrigued by the possibility. His roommate moved past Jack's prone, sweaty form with ease, opening the fridge and removing the orange juice without hitting Jack. "Are you discovering quidditch not your sport?" Jack lifted his head to squint up at Ross. "It would be, if the temperatures weren't soaring into the mid-nineties and my teammates weren't constantly forgetting to bring water. Oh, and having a car with working A/C couldn't hurt either." He flopped back down onto the tile, wishing that he couldn't hear the faint buzzing that emerged from his backpack. With one limp hand he dug the phone free. Managing a grin as he recognized the number, he put it on speaker as close to his mouth as he could. "You've reached Nerd-Sex Hotline, what's your Freudian Fantasy?"

#i'm fuckin weak lets do this

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Forget the Shadows | Tentaine

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Faye would have spent the entire night watching Jack interact with her family. It both amazed her and surprised her how much she was willing to do so. As the conversation died down and movement through the room, Faye felt everything inside her settle. It made her feel a sense of security and happiness that hadn’t been around in a very long time. It was as if she had been constantly moving for so long, she had forgotten what it meant to really settle into a situation. Jack seemed to be the anchor to everything she felt and it surprised her on more than one occasion.

Nodding, she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the back of the house. Exiting through the back door, Faye finally spoke as to where they were going. “There’s this place I walk to. It’s near this pretty small pond in the neighborhood. Sort of a secret unless you know its there.” Her pace was leisurely and she found herself not willing to move much faster than that. Passing under a set of branches, it was less than a minute’s walk when she saw the tall flowers that signaled where she should turn. Passing through, Faye led them closer to the water. “I can’t remember how I found this place, but its where I like to hide out when necessary.” She sat down and motioned for him to join her.

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Jack followed along with Faye, hand in hers like it often had been today. They walked along for a few minutes and he perked up at the mention of the destination she had in mind. "You're taking me to the lair," he teased, nodding slightly as they headed down to the pond. "Nice, nice. When did you find it?" He was curious about it, mostly because it sounded like a place she retreated to, and hoped it was a good place-- or at least a calming one. "Are there ducks at this pond? I only ask because they stress me out sometimes. Greedy bastards."

#i suck #g'bye #forget the shadows: faye

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"I suppose it would be. My company is competitive about having the next best series. Which I would say all publishers are about nowadays." Hearing her uncle complain about work always felt normal to her and it was a large reminder of the difference in worlds she was equally a part of. She could feel the normality of being home settle inside her and knew it would at least help her with the last few weeks of school. Then she could complete the OWLs and be home to clear her head. Faye made a noise of agreement but didn’t bother to say much more on the topic. It was just how she was and everyone in that room knew it.

Her uncle found himself completely enamored in conversation with Jack on the topic of mainstream media; specifically books. Trent took it upon himself to stare Faye down across the table and there was an unspoken conversation that occurred between the two. Faye had never seen him open up to any new person outside the family as much as he had Jack. Fee had introduced him to previous boyfriends and general friends before and most didn’t get any special treatment. The fact that Jack had won him over quickly was more proof that he was one she would fight to keep around.

When her aunt and Fee rose from the table to clean up their plates, Faye made to get up. “Ah, ah dear. You don’t have to help.” Vera’s expression made no room for argument so she sat back down once more. “Trent, get up and help. You still have to make up for the broken pot.” He opened his mouth to fight it but knew better. Faye looked to Jack and glanced outside. “Care to take a walk with me?”

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Jack nodded as Faye's uncle talked about his enterprise. It might have been Muggle work, but the interest he displayed was genuine. The family dinner continued that way, with Jack's conversation swinging from her Uncle Will to her Aunt Vera who occasionally tossed in a few stray comments. It wasn't until the meal was over that he realized that he'd managed to interact without constant reassurance from Faye-- Jack was more proud of that fact than he'd ever admit aloud. Meeting people's families was something that he secretly dreaded, even if he'd had high hopes to begin with as far as the Brwyns were concerned.

He nodded automatically; since he'd go anywhere if Faye asked him to. "If you're sure we can't help?" Jack turned from Faye to her Aunt Vera, who waved his question off with a small smile. He nodded once, tilting his head. "Lead the way, then. We'll walk."

#forget the shadows: faye

faye-tennison

It’s my mind we are talking about.

And I find that complimentary. Thank you.

jack-fontaine

Terrifying place. And you're welcome.

#ikr #fayechat

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Burst ▹ Cait + Jack

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Maybe she could pretend to be asleep? No, he was already on his way over. Cait wouldn’t have been surprised if her face was bright ruby red. Her mind was blank as Jack spoke towards her. The information eventually leaked through into her conciousness in a hazy fashion. “Uhhhhm, no. At least I don’t think so.” She laughed nervously. “Maybe a less unmanageable body if it’s possible?”

The Hufflepuff leaned over slightly in her bed, reaching for the table beside with her free hand and grasping at a chocolate frog in an ornate, golden box. Must’ve been some special addition or something, Cait guessed. She read the tag on it aloud. “’From Professor Beringer and the girls in dorm six. Feel better soon Clumsy!' Aw. How sweet.” She gestured with the box at the Ravenclaw. “Want some?” If there was one thing Caitlin was never too shy or too broken to do, it was eat.

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Pretending not to notice her flushed face, Jack instead shook his head with a slight grin. "No refunds on balance, dexterity, reflexes or overall clumsiness. Sorry, Cait, maybe in your next life." She was perpetually injuring herself, that much he knew, but the Ravenclaw was perpetually amazed by how well she seemed to take it all.

"Nah," Jack answered, waving the frogs away with one hand as he settled back a bit. The fact that she was called Clumsy didn't surprise him in the slightest. "S'all you. Could probably use it considering just how much puke presented itself on our trip up here." He cringed slightly-- the act of vomiting was something Jack personally detested, and feeling personally responsible for Cait's most recent experience with it had only made it more difficult to witness.

#burst: cait

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#baby jack #face

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#so iconic #ross #face

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This conversation certainly gave a better result than I anticipated.

But for the record, I am better at Arithmancy than you are.

jack-fontaine

I have no idea what you were expecting, and I don't want to.

I know. That's why I make you help me.

#fayechat

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faye-tennison

Yes. I have been considering the thought for a while now. Just seemed like the right time to say it. Considering I was already sharing emotions.

jack-fontaine

Well, I'm glad that is an emotion you chose to share. And that's why I'm telling you that I love you, too, Faye Tennison. Even when your emotions work their way to the surface.