Nov 21, 2025
posts for the 10 jkeu fans <3 anyone else have this song stuck in their head forever??
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posts for the 10 jkeu fans <3 anyone else have this song stuck in their head forever??
she wears my ring (eventually.)
“Is it just me, or are sparks flying?”
Janice doesn’t look up from her station - it’s an unspoken fact that Katrina can come bother her pretty much whenever.
Thank goodness she’s not working on The Project right now.
“If you can’t handle the heat-“
“Not what I said.” She feels Katrina’s hands slot around her waist. “What’chu working on?”
“Nothing really. Are you busy?”
“Hmmm, I could be…” Katrina shifts to press a kiss to her jaw - not an easy (nor advisable) feat when Janice is welding. “That is, if you have something you need me to do.”
“Katrina Faulkner, are you flirting with me while I’m operating heavy machinery? That’s dangerous.”
“I like a little danger, and that depends.” She tightens her grip around Janice’s waist. “It’s only flirting if it works.”
Damn. Her girlfriend is so hot and so stupid and Janice just can’t get enough of her. She sets down her torch gently, careful to turn it off first, and removes her welding helmet before she leans back into Katrina’s shoulder.
“You brave enough to find out?” she teases, kissing the skin right by her ear. “Because I won’t outright tell you.”
“I’m a good guesser,” Katrina whispers, playing with the hem of Janice’s shirt. This wasn’t the plan for the day, but Janice has learned more about spontaneity in the past few years than ever in her life. She’s happy to stop chasing routine if this is what interruption looks like.
“Let’s test that theory.” She turns so they’re face to face, grabbing Katrina by the collar.
“Now there’s an idea.” Katrina kisses her reverently, as if it’s the most important thing she can do. They sink into an easy rhythm, tangled together in a practiced fashion. It’s perfect now, the way they fit together. What used to be a flail of limbs, a clash of lips and tongue and teeth is soft and passionate and beautiful. United.
Janice could marry her.
She’s just about to voice that sentiment, fingers twisting roughly in Katrina’s hair, when a noise startles her out of it.
Mrrrow.
They pull apart, breathing heavy. There’s a joking smile playing on Katrina’s slightly swollen lips.
“That wasn’t you, was it?”
Janice snorts. “Shut up. Probably means your boyfriend’s here.”
“Don’t even joke about that,” Katrina protests. “Being straight sounds like a nightmare.”
“Bisexuality, babe.”
“Nah.” Katrina kisses her nose after she’s tugged her sweater back on. “I just like you.”
“Sappy.”
“Oh, so what?”
“Nothing.” Janice grabs her hand, tugging her out of the shed. “I like it.”
“Babe, you don’t have a shirt on and I don’t think Josh has ever seen a pair of tits in his life.”
Janice laughs. As friends of one Rachel Glazier-Hahn (and aunts to one Ezra Glazier-Hahn), they both can effectively prove that’s not true.
“Ah. Right.” She runs back in for her poor abandoned T-shirt, draped over her workbench, and slips it on. “Better?”
“Not for me,” Katrina grumbles. “But duty calls.”
Patches is there waiting for them, perched on the fence leading around to the front of their house.
“Hey buddy,” Katrina calls, reaching for him. “Where’s your freak of a father?”
The cat fixes her with a nonplussed stare before hopping down from the fence himself. He walks in little circles around her ankles, finding himself preoccupied with something in the grass.
“Okay, didn’t need my help. Cool beans.” She scratches behind his ears. “I’m gonna pick you up anyway.” Patches only scratches at her once in protest before settling into her arms. “Good job,” she whispers. “Knew I was your favorite.”
“Runs in the family,” Janice says. Kat smiles up at her.
“Speaking of family…” she unlocks the gate, holding the door open. “Let’s go on a Josh hunt.”
“Gladly.”
They make their way towards the driveway. If Patches just got here, Josh should be close behind.
But his car isn’t there.
“Hm,” Katrina hums thoughtfully. “That doesn’t add up.”
“It doesn’t…” Janice agrees.
“You think he’s hiding?”
“Where would he hide a car?”
The look of Katrina’s face suggests they can’t exactly rule that out as a possibility.
“We should call him,” Janice decides. “If he’s hiding, we’ll hear his phone go off.”
“Yeah. Good plan.” Katrina wordlessly hands the cat off to Janice before fishing for her phone. It doesn’t take long until she’s pulled up his contact (he’s on speed dial). He picks up after the first ring.
“I’ll be right with you, sir - Hey dude, you good?”
“Josh, where are you?” She can hear the hum of chatter and the clattering of plates. She knows the answer, but that makes this all weirder.
“At work? You need me to say you’ve been here?”
“No, no. Not crime. You swear you’re at the café?”
“Yeah, of course.” There’s a nervous edge to his voice now. “Are you okay?”
“All good, dude, promise. We just have an unexpected visitor.” She begins to pace as she explains the situation, trying to puzzle out how the cat got here and when to get him back home.
“You’re a troublemaker, huh bud?” Janice asks Patches, shifting to a seated position. She places him in her lap. “Affiliated with the wrong sort.”
Patches doesn’t make any noise. Which is strange - he’s a very responsive cat. Janice catches a glint of silver in his mouth.
“Hey, what do you have?” Janice opens her hand patiently. “Show me.”
Patches drops it obediently, and Janice’s heart drops with it.
Because sitting in her palm is her most recent attempt at an engagement ring.
“Dude, what the hell?” she whisper-shouts at the cat. She had thrown it away in frustration two days ago - the shape was fine, but it was far too large to have ever fit Katrina’s delicate finger comfortably. “How did you get this?”
The cat purrs in response, nuzzling the ring with his nose. Like he knows exactly what it is.
“You creep me out,” she tells him. He meows back.
“Uh-huh. You sure? Okay. Uh-huh. No, I doubt it. Love you, bye!” Katrina’s back. She pockets her phone.
“He’s insisted on coming over to pick him up. Shift ends in about an hour.”
“Well that’s good,” Janice replies, trying to be casual. Not like she has the unfinished product of a tangible representation of their love and journey as a couple in her hands.
Casual.
“What’re you holding?” she asks. It seems innocuous. That’s the most disturbing part.
“Bit of scrap metal,” Janice blurts out. “Patches, somehow, got into our trash. Wonder who he gets his thieving tendencies from.”
Katrina clutches her chest dramatically. “What are you insinuating, my dear?”
“That you’re a bad influence.”
“How very dare you?!”
Janice chuckles at her girlfriend’s antics. “C’mon. Let’s go wait on the porch.”
“Janice, that’s not an answer to my question.”
“I dare because it’s true.” She scoops Patches up in one arm and pushes herself up to stand with the other. “Let’s go.”
“So mean to me,” Katrina huffs.
“Them’s the breaks, dovie.” She takes her hand and pulls her to the front porch.
They spend that hour cloud watching and rambling aimlessly. Katrina tries to teach Patches how to do a backflip. It doesn’t happen.
“Is that even physically possible?” Janice asks, cutting her girlfriend off mid-explanation.
“No clue! Never been a cat.”
Patches meows in agreement.
“Fair.” She leans back in her seat. “ETA on Josh?”
As if on cue, a Corolla pulls into their driveway.
“Babe, did you just summon him?”
“Huh. Maybe.”
Josh slams the car door behind him. “Alright, where’s my little criminal?” he calls.
“Hey to you too,” Janice shouts back. “Dad’s here,” she tells Patches, stooping to pick him up.
“He likes you,” Kat observes. “A lot.”
“Yeah, I think we’ve bonded.”
Janice meets Josh halfway.
“Thanks dude.” He pulls her in for a hug, careful not to squash the cat.
“Yeah, of course.” She lowers her voice once they’ve separated. “Does he ever root through your trash?”
“No? Never had that problem.”
“Then I swear he’s an eldritch being or something, because somehow he got a hold of this.” She shows him the too-large ring.
“Janice, is this-“
“Yeah. I’m trying to make it for her. That one was too big. I threw it away two days ago, and somehow your cat found it within five minutes of being here.” Janice grimaces. “And I know it sounds crazy, but I think he knows what it is.”
Josh chuckles knowingly. “Honestly dude? If the cat’s involved, it’s meant to be. Trust me,” he flashes his wedding ring, “that’s how it worked out for me.”
“Okay, what do you mean by that?”
“It’s a long story that I’ll have to tell you later.” Josh nods towards the house, towards Katrina, who’s coming down to join them.
“Hey,” she greets, slinging an arm around Janice’s waist.
“Hey,” they chorus.
Katrina whistles, impressed. “Mind meld.”
“I don’t think ‘hey’ counts as mind meld.” Josh argues.
“Nah. Twins.” She grins at him. “Do you know if it’s physically possible for a cat to do a backflip?”
“Patches, what were they doing to you?” he asks the cat, taking him from Janice and clutching him protectively.
“Trying to teach him to backflip. Obviously.”
“Honestly? Sick as hell.”
“I knew you’d get it.”
“You two are something else,” Janice says drily. Just then, Josh’s phone buzzes.
“Speaking of something else…” Josh finishes reading the message on his screen. “Ez has gotten into the paint again. So I gotta go clean up a mural.”
“Have a wonderful time,” Katrina starts sarcastically, going to give him a hug. “And keep an eye on your phone.”
“Cryptic,” he mutters, squeezing her back. Patches meows impatiently, but they all elect to ignore him for a minute. “Job?”
“Sort of. You’ll see.”
“More cryptic.” He catches Janice’s eyes over Katrina’s shoulder. “She ever do this to you?”
“All the time,” Janice responds.
“I’m not that bad.”
“Yes you are,” Josh insists, kissing the top of Katrina’s head before pulling back. “Freak.”
“Asshole.”
“Love you.”
“Love you too. Say hi to Ez and Rach for me.”
“Always.” He squeezes her arm twice. “Bye, Janice.”
“Bye, dude.” She pulls him to her side, squeezing quickly. “Thanks.”
“Yeah, man.” Josh knows exactly what she means by it.
They watch him go, sending him off with an excessive amount of fanfare. Once the car’s out of sight, Katrina nuzzles into her neck.
“Now, where were we?” she murmurs.
“The shed, if memory serves,” Janice starts, “but we have a bedroom that could be of use.”
“Onward then, fair maiden!” Katrina sweeps her up bridal style, buckling a little under the added weight.
“Dovie, this is a terrible idea,” Janice chuckles. Katrina kisses her forehead.
“I’m so big and so strong and it won’t be a problem.” And with that, she stumbles her way to their bedroom.
Later that night, Josh is settling down to sleep when he hears his phone go off. He shifts as little as possible, trying not to disturb Rachel beside him. It’s a text from Katrina.
Please please please keep this between us 🙏🙏 the most secret of all secrets
Yeah dude, of course
Okay: it’s time. I’m going to ask her to marry me, and I NEED you to come ring shopping with me or else I’ll actually combust bc I need a second opinion but it can’t be her obviously and I love Rach but I need you w me on this one.
Anyway. 💃🏼😟
Josh stifles a laugh, because of course they’re wanting to propose at the same time. It’s just a matter of who does it first.
KATRINA.
Huge deal.
Yes of course that’s what I’m here for 💜
What does Sunday look like for you?
AGH THANK YOU MY ANGEL ON EARTH
Sunday should work
We’ll talk ;)
Okay letting you sleep
Love you <3
Love you too <3
Bride-to-be 👀🤭
🤭🤭🤭
!!!!!!!
Josh has got to hand it to Patches. The cat knows love better than anyone.
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absolutely MUST give credit to @wheelsupin-azarathmetrionzinthos for glass falcon’s lovely (and possibly all-knowing) cats. Zoie I love them <3
a place for crows to rest their feet
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Something Stupid
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“This one goes out to all the lovers out there,” the singer starts, smirking almost imperceptibly (not that Janice is searching her face admiringly and happened to catch the quirk of her lips. That would be crazy).