#jackthefrostysprite

[fearbehindasmile-archive]

*insert star symbol here* for Hades~

Send me a ☆ for my muse’s reaction to waking up to yours holding their hand after having been unconscious in the hospital for days.

What... the hell happened? Hades tried to open his eyes, but they felt heavy. He kept trying to open them until his eyelids lifted, making him see— Or well kind of. His vision was a bit blurry at first, but it returned back to normal after a few minutes.

The god looked around, eyes glancing at the white walls. Confusion hits him hard, wondering where he was, why he was here?

Where am I..?

Suddenly he noticed something or someone was holding his hand, so he looked down. “...?” Brows were raised at this point, confused even more. He glanced at the person that was holding his hand.

“...Jack?”

“Where am I...?”

“What are you d-doing here?”

[death-becomes-you]

Jack let himself be rolled on with a soft 'Oof', but made no protest. "Yes, this is nice~" He sighed, draping his arms around Oleander's waist and kissing his inked cheek. "Warm.."

"You feeling okay?" The God asked, face nuzzled against the sprite's.

[death-becomes-you]

Jack floated into the living room, exhausted. He let himself touch down next to where Oleander sat, tugging lightly on his shirt. "I require the cuddles, snowflake.."

"Sure thing." Ole hummed, moving to roll on top of Jack. His body full covered the sprite's. "Is this alright?"

[death-becomes-you]

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13. Hand kiss

"You okay?" Oleander asked, an eyebrow raised. He frowns and drops down next to Jack, a concerned look filling his face. The God reached out to pull Jack's hand to his body and examine the small wound; it wasn't anything big but it had been enough to scare Jack. "Poor thing." Oleander chuckled, pulling the hand to his mouth to press a light kiss to it.

[death-becomes-you]

♋

Send one!♋ - My muse writes about yours. Perhaps the first time they met, or an event that was particularly important to our muses’ relationship.

The first time I brought him home, he was like a pet. He was all over the place with excitement and nosed through everything he could get his hands on. It was in those smiles, those questions, those inquisitive blue eyes that I fell head over heels in love with him. Watching him fight with the thermostat, watching him accomplish a microwaved meal... just watching him brought joy into my heart. He made my house a home.______               O.W.L.

[death-becomes-you]

Jack smiled, rolling closer so he could give Ole a kiss. He sighed happily. "Thank you," He murmured, pouring every bit of genuine gratitude he felt into the words. Sure, it may not have seemed like much, but to him, who had been alone for so long, this truly meant the world to him.

Oleander wrapped an arm around Jack and nuzzled their faces together. "No, thank you, Jack. You're the one that allows me to love you."

[death-becomes-you]

"You've really given me something wonderful, Ole," Jack sighed, reaching for the god's hand. "I have more believers since I became a guardian, but I've always felt hollow, almost. but now, I don't feel alone anymore."

"Well you never have to be alone again." Oleander promised, kissing Jack's hand. "Never ever."

[death-becomes-you]

"Why wouldn't I? You look so stark against the snow. It was.. Striking. Almost pretty. I was drawn in~"

"You're so cute, Jack~" Oleander chuckled, kissing his nose. "We've been attracted to each other since the day we met."