RICHARD YORK x JACQUES ARDEN @richardx3 /@jacquesofnotrade
Calling him Cherub-faced. It really was like highschool again. There was an animal sort of something that twinged in his chest, something like wanting but not quite wanting. Richard told himself it was a sense of ownership over Jacques resurfacing, and that was all. It was simple, easy, clean. Or maybe it was the toxins in his bloodstream.














