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Remember my rant about GrindelZeus/Thellert a while back? Ha ha, yeah... YES I STARTED A NEW FIC I'M SORRY OKAY.
Theseus/Gellert/Newt, Theseus Centric. (Smut that you need Ao3 account to view)
The man leaned back, cheeks pink and curls thrown over his shoulder so that they caught at the scruff of his jaw. “A lover?”
Theseus felt his nails dig into his palms. His spine locked up. “No.”
Gloved fingers tapped lightly on the bar. “But you wish he was, no? You have the look of yellow roses.” When Theseus shot him a confused look, he smirked. “Hopeless love, Kätzchen.” He reached forward and ghosted his fingertips across Theseus’ cheek. “You are oh, so hopeless.”









