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im still at the restaurant
Happy Valentine's day! (a bit late)
All the Valentine YCH I did, thanks to everyone who got one, I loved making every single one ♥️
« you're crushing my ribs, » — Neil mutters when Jean, drunk for the first time in his life, falls on top of him. Moreau blinks, laughs and whispers into his skin.
« then I'll eat your heart, » — And Neil feels like he's ready to die.
Over time, Neil has heard of various things in relation to others. The red string theory, soulmates, everything has timing—he’s never once believed it. Not out of skepticism but more so, not wanting to put faith into something such as fate or divine intervention.
But it’s laughable now as Kevin introduces an old friend of his. Gray eyes, dark hair, French accent. Neil feels like he’s met him before, seen him somewhere or perhaps crossed him in passing.
Whatever it is, whatever it could be, Jean is somehow an important person in his life. And with whispers of a promise, of dreams, of another life—Neil decides he won’t let him go.
i will NOT make a jeaneil playlist. i will NOT.
Jeaniel make me unwell. Literally haven't stopped thinking about them since Nora posted that song
Jean and Nathaniel saved
Thanks for sending a prompt in!
Jean stares at the bed behind him where a curly-haired brunette is sprawled across the sheets. He watches Nathaniel for a minute, eyes tracing the lean body in front of him. Jean raises a hand and smoothes away the curls that always seem to be falling into Nathaniel’s eyes.
Nathaniel doesn’t wake. Instead, he nuzzles deeper into Jean’s palm, a content smile stretched across his face. Jean’s heart constricts as he looks at the peacefulness on Nathaniel’s face. After all, they had been through together, they had come out the other side relatively safe.
Jean knew that Nathaniel would deny it but he had been the one to save Jean from the darkness building up inside. They had each other and honestly, that was all that mattered anyway.
Send me a word and a pairing and I’ll write a short drabble