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A Coffee!||Ethan&Jane
When he was lying around, there was a moment when his mind flashed back to a woman with a stunning smile, who made him feel warm when he could make her laugh. Jane Foster. He could remember her phone number. Once you've memorized something from staring at it too long it's hard to erase. He carefully dialed and smiled at the memory of ordering Chinese food with her. The phone rung once, twice, three times...
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Little Bird-Ed Sheeran((yes perfect))
It was cold, wet and Ethan had no umbrella. He looked around, everything was grey and dark shades of blue.
He started to cry, sitting on a bench when Jane found him.
"Ethan," she yelled over the sound of traffic and rain.
"Jane?"
"Come with me," she prompted, having no umbrella herself, but she grabbed him nonetheless, leading him inside. He was soaking wet, so she ran her fingers through his hair, shaking it out.
He simply followed her steps, going inside her place with her.
"You should get undressed. I don't want you getting sick," she told him. He started with his shoes and jacket. "What were you doing out there?" she demanded.
"I-... I don't know," he admitted. Honestly, he didn't. He saw it was raining and went outside in nothing but a long sleeved shirt.
Once he was in nothing but grey boxers, she went to go change into a big shirt and sweat pants.
"Come on," she nodded towards her bed. "I want you to warm up."
Ethan nodded back, letting her lead him into the bedroom. He buried himself in whatever blankets she had with Jane curled up next to him.
He fell asleep like that, thinking maybe she had fixed it. Whatever was broken, she fixed it and when he woke, she was next to him.
"It's late, love. Go back to sleep," she cooed. Which he had no problems with, lightly hitting the pillow again, his eyelids getting heavy and drifting back off.
So when he woke up again, she was resting her head on his shoulder. Along with most of her make up.
The morning was bright, but he didn't mind.
"Awake?"
"Hmmm," he hummed happily, tipping her face up for a gentle kiss, thinking she tasted like strawberries.
Jane smiled at him. "I'll go make us some tea."
And Ethan thought for a moment that the part of him that was broken had been left to die, but it somehow made it better.
She made him better.
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