#rf jones

[randomstarmuffin]

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Day 7 - Futures (Nancy/Jones)

A sort-of character study of Jones. Featuring the headcanon I can't let go of, the first time he met Nancy, and some birthday wishes.

((hi i know i’m late I actually also have something for day 6 that i’m still working on too ahh... sorry @rfweeks my hubris thought I could get it all done on time))

[yirf-masu]

i.., finally have the Energy and Motivation to try and Art......... and this is what i do until siX IN THE MORNING...............

[yirf-masu]

jones without his undershirt and coat,

[runeys-and-radishes-archive]

If you still need to stay awake: "Heaven help a fool who falls in love" Nancy/Jones

sorry this is so late friend! 

Rune Factory Ficlet

Jones/Nancy Established Relationship

SFW

Jones looked at Nancy like she was his world, and in a lot of ways, she was. After years of marriage, their love for each other never faltered. Every morning he woke next to her was a wonderful miracle to him. He hoped Nancy did and always would feel the same. 

It was a festival night, a cool autumn evening and the two of them stood in the plaza, holding hands as the younger townspeople dallied around with bright smiles. He took Nancy’s hand, still feeling a warmth spread through him at the contact. Nancy held his hand tight, smiling at him. Without warning, a fall downpour struck, drenching the townspeople as the hid for cover. Nancy moved to get out of the rain, but Jones stopped her. He bowed low.

“May I have this dance?” he asked. Nancy laughed.

“A dance in the rain?” she asked.

“Foolish, I know, but I’ve always been a fool for you,” he said. Nancy laughed again, taking his hand and pressing herself close. They danced to imaginary music, as the sound of the raindrops kept time. They danced until their clothes were soaked through, and then the danced some more. Some of the young couples saw, and invited each other to do the same. The plaza soon became a ballroom, with everyone waltzing in the rain.

Jones’ eyes were on Nancy, though. She looked at him like he was her world, and Jones silently promised to be the kind of place she’d never want to leave. They danced until the sky turned dark, and everyone else had left. They finally returned home after their feet were sore and they were chilled to the bone. The spend the night keeping each other warm.

The next morning Jones woke with a stuffy nose and a pounding headache. Nancy laughed as she prepared his medicine.

“What were you saying about last night being foolish?” she asked. Jones smiled.

“That I’m always a fool for you,” he responded. Nancy kissed him, and he knew he’d never ant to be a fool for anyone else. 

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