#junora

[artbyflor]

the super six!!! (i miss june with my entire heart)

[suseagull5914]

Happy Sunday, everyone! Thanks @iboatedhere @onthewaytosomewhere @dizzymisslizzie @zwiazdziarka @anincompletelist @tailsbeth-writes and @adreama-writes for the tags this week!

More LOTR AU...

Sure enough, they could soon hear hoofbeats slowly approaching. Nora and the others shrank back into the trees, but June, much to her dismay, didn’t seem to notice the danger.

She was too lost in whatever that Ring was doing to her mind, and Nora wouldn’t- couldn’t- stand it.

When June reached into her shirt, where Nora knew the Ring was resting on a chain around her neck, Nora didn’t think.

She lunged, knocking June to the ground. The others rushed toward them with cries of alarm, but Nora blocked them out, her focus solely centered on June and the otherworldly rider that was making her lose her senses.

Tagging everyone back with no pressure, plus no pressure tags for Lots of tags with absolutely no pressure for @orchidscript @blueeyedgrlwrites @caterpills @cha-melodius @cricketnationrise @welcometololaland @sophie1973 @dumbpeachjuice @duchessdepolignaca03 @emmalostinwonderland @everwitch-magiks @firenati0n

@getmehighonmagic @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @happiness-of-the-pursuit @heysweetheart-writes @inexplicablymine @jackzimmermemes @judasofsuburbia , @kiwiana-writes @lilythesilly @myheartalivewrites @msmarvelouswinchester @ninzied , @noahreids @porcelainmortal @theprinceandagcd @read-and-write- @sherryvalli @tinyarmedtrex @thighzp @three-drink-amy @thesleepyskipper @thinkof-england @tintagel-or-cockleshells @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @wordsofhoneydew @jmagnabo92 and @14carrotghoul with, again, no pressure at all to play- plus an open tag for anyone else who wants to play! Please tag me so I can read your lovely words!

[adreama-writes]

Nora and Purim

Happy Purim, friends!

Purim is a Jewish holiday full of fun and merriment, and truly embodies the quippy "they tried to kill us, we won, let's eat"

For more explanation, and why it's a truly feminist holiday, you can read all about how Nora is celebrating and what she tells June!

Nora and Purim

Nora gets ready for a Purim celebration and tells June all about her holiday, with a feminist twist, of course - that's the Nora way!

Tagging some folks below the cut, but as always, no pressure and if you think I shouldn't be tagging you, just hit that message button!

@onthewaytosomewhere @tailsbeth-writes @libbygrl @suseagull5914 @whimsymanaged

@firstprince-history-huh @blueeyedgrlwrites @dani-dabbles @caterpills @kj-bee

@clrmntdzfx @mummabear1o @theprinceandagcd @daisymae-12 @typicalopposite

[tailsbeth-writes]

Thanks for the tags @littlemisskittentoes @firstprincehornyramblings @suseagull5914 & @sophie1973!

Last one of 2024, and we're going out with a bang! A little of the Junora Secret Santa finale:

‘Go on then. Unwrap me then.’ Nora hears June’s breath hitch. Her hands hover in between them. Nora guides her closer to the buttons of her jumpsuit. Her fingers undo the top one slowly, the next one quicker and soon the velvet slinks off with little pull. Nora drops her shoulder down artfully, allowing the red lace to peek over the edges. June goes to pull the sleeves off, her hand quivers and Nora gently nods. The fabric peels away to reveal the red lace is attached to a body suit that Nora feels divine in. The rest of the jumpsuit drops to the floor and Nora steps out. She leans up to June’s ear, pushing back a stray strand of hair. ‘Secret’s out, do you like your present then?’ She whispers, her voice husky yet smooth.

Tag You're It: @run-for-chamo-miles @thighzp @taste-thewaste @onthewaytosomewhere @porcelainmortal @judasofsuburbia @caterpills @royal-chandler @adreamareads & open tag 💛

[wordsofhoneydew]

happy sunday!

thank you for the tags <3 @anincompletelist @bigassbowlingballhead @onthewaytosomewhere @cricketnationrise @ninzied @cha-melodius @sparklepocalypse @firenati0n @hgejfmw-hgejhsf

i present to you another Junora wip (and fanart), but what else is new? LOL

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June looks back at her best friend, smiling to herself at the way Nora sticks out her tongue in concentration as she moves on to apply shimmery eyeshadow to June’s brow bone. Their faces are close enough for June to make out the beauty mark that’s placed right above her cupid's bow. The birthmark that Nora complains about on multiple occasions and hides with foundation. It’s not very often June gets to see her this way: barefaced and unfiltered. Her curls sit in a messy, unruly mop at the top of her head, as opposed to the slicked back bun she wears to public events. She’s beautiful.

“So what ever happened with Jeremy?”

“I, uh, ended things with him,” June says quietly. Nora pauses her movements, pulls her hand away from June’s face and gives her wide, questioning eyes. “wasn't feelin’ it, I guess.”

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tags are always open <3

@nocoastposts @daisymae-12 @affectionatelyrs @junebugclaremontdiaz @inexplicablymine @eusuntgratie @heysweetheart-writes @happiness-of-the-pursuit @whimsymanaged @littlemisskittentoes @cactusdragon517 @blueeyedgrlwrites @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @getmehighonmagic @sherryvalli @dumbpeachjuice

[onthewaytosomewhere]

all-ships ship week fics

okay here we go ... just gonna update this as I go this week - not sure how many of these i'll get done this week but we're starting out with one - will update as we go starting out the week for the @ficwip all ships ship week

monday - first date - firstprince first date college au

tuesday - domesticity/living together - southern philanthropy (liam pov)

wednesday - “Stay with me.” - southern philanthropy (pez pov)

friday - “You can take the bed.” - junora - one bed

monday - first date - a firstprince college au

[gayhoediaz]

♡ junora for pride month ♡

reminder that my commissions are 20% off for pride month with PRIDEMONTH2024 🌈 request one here! ♡

[getmehighonmagic]

no more glass walls

anyone fancy a bit of junora porn? 😏

@blueeyedgrlwrites @eusuntgratie @sparklepocalypse @kiwiana-writes @happiness-of-the-pursuit

@affectionatelyrs @indomitable-love @heysweetheart-writes @wordsofhoneydew @firenati0n

@hgejfmw-hgejhsf @anchoredarchangel @clottedcreamfudge @anincompletelist @cricketnationrise

@violetbaudelaire-quagmire @lostcol @matherines @thinkof-england @inexplicablymine

@three-drink-amy @priincebutt @nocoastposts @littlemisskittentoes @cha-melodius

@freyjaexplores @itsmaybitheway @saturntheday @bitbybitwrites @ninzied

@porcelainmortal @firstsprinces @suseagull04 @thesleepyskipper @onthewaytosomewhere

[eclecticcfangirll]

i dont think we talk enough about how funny it is that nora slept with alex and then went “whoops, wrong sibling” and bopped on over to june 

[cricketnationrise]

some sentence sunday 24.5

thanks to @kiwiana-writes, @cha-melodius, @indestructibleheart, @firenati0n, @three-drink-amy

@14carrotghoul, @thesleepyskipper, and @myheartalivewrites for tagging me today! i finished my @aroyallybigbangrwrb draft today so please enjoy some junora feelings realization feat a surprising amount of john denver

Nora’s just sitting next to June, basking in the atmosphere, innocent to the seismic shift about to occur, when several things happen at once: the moon comes out from behind a cloud, a light breeze sweeps through, and June starts humming along to the song she’s playing. Any one of these things alone would be fine, but together they are completely devastating. Nora didn’t recognize the song before, but with June’s low, melodic humming, she can identify Annie’s Song—one of Mama’s favorites to play for Mom. The lyrics swirl around Nora’s brain—you fill up my senses, like a night in the forest—providing an inadvertent soundtrack to her suddenly racing heart. The breeze is just strong enough to make the wisps of June’s hair dance and play in its wake, just strong enough that June giggles—let me drown in your laughter—and scrunches her nose up all cutely when they tickle, and tucks the escaped strands behind her ear. The newly-returned moonlight edges June in delicate silver and Nora’s breath catches in her chest.  Oh shit.

tags under the cut!

@leaves-of-laurelin @happiness-of-the-pursuit @anchoredarchangel @orchidscript @celeritas2997

@rmd-writes @sparklepocalypse @dumbpeachjuice @smc-27 @missanniewhimsy

@the-lincyclopedia @montrealmadison @thoughtsofthegirlwiththecurl @clottedcreamfudge @everwitch-magiks

@cactusdragon517 @inexplicablymine @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @violetbaudelaire-quagmire @wordsofhoneydew

plus the customary open tag 💜🦗

[eusuntgratie]

✨femslash february 2025✨

girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble

Red, White, & Royal Blue, June Claremont-Diaz/Nora Holleran E, 600 words

for @insecuregodcomplex's shuffle prompt - thank you!

Nora finds June in a heap underneath her comforter, where she's spent most of the last two days since she got back from her trip home. The trip home was supposed to take her mind off the boy, but apparently her parents fought and Alex exploded and now she’s in worse shape than before she left.  Nora nudges her with her knee. “Get up, bitch. We’re going shopping.”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/62836749

[thebrownstone]

Anniversary Fic Exchange

June 13th marked one year of our server, so in celebration we hosted a fanfic event! Each participant submitted a prompt and was randomly assigned a prompt in return. You can read all the fics by going to the event’s ao3 collection or on this tumblr post. Thank you to all our participants! And, again, happy birthday to our little server. We love you dearly. 

key: title by author (tumblr)  [rating*, word count, chapter count]

prompt

*G - general audience, T - teen and up audience, M - mature, E - explicit; 18+

Tiempo de Vals by 14carrotgold (@14carrotghoul) [T, 5.5k, 1/1]

Alex was having a perfectly wonderful time when the very last person he wanted to see came waltzing into view - Henry Fox-Mountchristen-Windsor.

Baby, it's Cold Inside by Celaestis (@celaestis1) [E, 9.8k, 1/1]

Acting like they’re cold to have an excuse to cuddle or share clothes or blankets.

It's Getting Hot in Here (So Hot!) by Celaestis (@celaestis1) [E, 10.8k, 1/1]

Acting like they’re cold to have an excuse to cuddle or share clothes or blankets.

All The Ways I Love You by Treluna [G, 1.5k, 1/1]

People think they're doing it on purpose but they're really not - they're truly THAT nauseatingly in love with each other.

Trick Rider by OrchidScript (@orchidscript) [E, 2.5k, 1/1]

Chaotic night with the super six ft. Henry saying yee-haw and any character saying the dialogue "Can I offer you a nice Shirley Temple in this trying time?"

jump in with your heart first by stutteringpeach (@stutteringpeach) [E, 7.5k, 1/1] 

he moved in the day we met and never left.

the beagle, the ghost and the wardrobe by stutteringpeach (@stutteringpeach) [M, 10.9k, 1/1]

he moved in the day we met and never left.

questions and answers by elegantdumpling [M, 1.6k, 1/1]

"There are years that ask questions and years that answer." - Zora Neale Hurston

“You jump, I jump, Jack.” by Muddbloodpotter05 (@mudbloodpotter05) [M, 8.8k, 1/1]

"I just saved your life, so you're welcome."

Hoping You'll See What Your Love Means to Me by politics_and_prose (@historicallysam) [T, 2.4k, 1/1]

Nora and Alex get drunk or high and one of them starts waxing poetically about their partner and the other gets it on video to make fun of them

Always Where I Need To Be by chamel (@cha-melodius) [T, 5.4k, 1/1]

Alex can’t find his glasses again - but he has a suspect in mind for the theft.

The Wrong Classroom by viciouslyqueer [T, 2.6k, 1/1]

Alex and Henry are college professors and are accidentally assigned to teach one of each others’ classes, which is so utterly specific that they know absolutely nothing about it.

SNL | Season 45 Episode 2 | HRH Prince Henry & FSOTUS Alex Claremont-Diaz by TheLastKnownSurvivor (@xthelastknownsurvivorx) [M, 9.7k, 4/4]

"Listen, I’m trying to cut down on the innuendo. But it’s hard... so hard."

i was right there beside him all summer long by hearitinthesilence (@heartitinthesilence) [T, 3k, 1/1]

“You really thought you could get away with this?”

pull the truth right from my lips by athousandrooms (@athousandrooms) [M, 2.4k, 1/1]

"I think someone's a little needy."

There's Smoke in my Eyes (and love in this kitchen) by vonPeeps (@vonpeepsisback) [T, 1.8k, 1/1]

"I didn't know it was possible to burn scrambled eggs to a crisp without actively trying to, sweetheart, but it's still the nicest thing a date's ever done for me."

don't you let it go by smc_27 (@smc-27) [M, 6.9k, 1/1]

Henry blinks into the mirror once, twice, and then frowns, wondering who the brown skinned, curly haired man is that’s staring back at him.

No Sense or Sensibility by InexplicablyMine (@inexplicablymine) [T, 5.5k, 1/1]

“Don’t look at me I thought we were getting Ice Cream.”

Uncut not Uncultured by InexplicablyMine (@inexplicablymine) [E, 6.4k, 3/3]

“Don’t look at me I thought we were getting Ice Cream.”

Promises, Promises by EmmaLostInWonderland (@emmalostinwonderland) [E, 1k, 1/1]

Henry and Alex explore Henry using 'every inch of authority in his blood.

of fathers and sons by adreama (@adreamareads) [T, 7.6k, 1/1]

"Not a win, no, but certainly not a disgraceful performance."

peace by raysletters (@raysletters) [M, 14.2k, 1/1]

Sky High AU

Burnin' Through The Sky by cricket (@cricketnationrise) [E, 5k, 1/1]

museum curator x lawyer au

dibs - (informal) The right to use or enjoy something exclusively or before anyone else, often expressed as an interjection by Poutini (@Cheesecurdsgravyandfries) [E, 1k, 1/1]

"I walked into this party and someone yelled 'dibs!'"

Dibs, the extended cut by Poutini (@Cheesecurdsgravyandfries) [E, 2.4k, 1/1]

"I walked into this party and someone yelled 'dibs!'"

There's No Chocolate by logan_love [T, 2k, 1/1]

And then it was found that all the chocolate was gone.

(you just) call out my name by outofthesun [T, 3.4k, 1/1]

"Sorry, my hands are shaking."

Lost and Found by sherryvalli (@sherryvalli) [T, 3.9k, 1/1]

“Single dad Henry (non-royal) moves to the United States and meets the hurricane of Alex.”

‘Kiss,’ ‘Egg’ and ‘Meeting You’ by everwitch (@everwitch-magiks) [T, 4.9k, 1/1]

An Outside POV from the painter/painters Henry/Alex hire for getting the Brownstone ready to move in.

Dinners and Diatribes by alightlefton (@a-light-left-on) [T, 7.6k, 1/1]

“5+1 anniversaries, any kind, any pairing”

Maybe Dreams Do Come True by Softheart777 [G, 1.3k, 1/1]

"You must be dreaming"

Just Business by bleedingballroomfloor [T, 11.3k, 1/1]

wedding ringer au (but make it gay)

three grubs in a trench coat + gay brit wizard by clottedcreamfudge (@clottedcreamfudge) [E, 8.1k, 1/1]

"Can y'all stop flirting in the google doc :/"

Biggest Fan by Sirius4Life [E, 905, 1/1]

Alex and Henry meet at a Con while separately cosplaying characters who are a couple in that franchise.

Diners & Double Dates by ACDs_Coffee [T, 2.4k, 1/1]

“It’s not a date - we’re just third and fourth wheeling!”

So Quiz Me by indomitablelove (@indomitable-love) [E, 10.6k, 1/1]

“Baby, sweetheart, I love you, but what in the everloving fuck did you just say?”

Not Even At All by ifigo (@juxtaposed-variety) [M, 4.3k, 1/1]

“10 things I hate about you” style AU: “But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you, Not even close, Not even a little bit, Not even at all”

[suseagull5914]

Happy Sunday, everyone! Thanks @onthewaytosomewhere @tailsbeth-writes @sophie1973 @thighzp and @jmagnabo92 for the tags!

So I was going to give you all a snippet from the next chapter of Rise of the Brave, but then Mel finally gave us a dragon Alex snippet that I'm SUPER EXCITED about, so you all get more LOTR AU instead! Enjoy!

Sure, Nora was the one injured, the one who had come closest to death at the hands of the Ringwraiths chasing them, but in the grand scheme of things, she could see how the one carrying the thing that everyone here today was discussing would come first.

At the same time, though, she couldn’t help thinking that she would be needed at the council, whether they all knew it or not. So she searched for somewhere out of the way, hidden enough that hopefully, none but those with heightened senses would be able to find her. It was, ironically enough, right behind the chair clearly designated as June’s, in a flower pot big enough to fit a tree and Nora.

She settled in and waited. The council was about to begin.

Lots of no pressure tags for @anincompletelist @blueeyedgrlwrites @cha-melodius @duchessdepolignaca03 @emmalostinwonderland @firenati0n

@getmehighonmagic @inexplicablymine @iboatedhere @myheartalivewrites @leaves-of-laurelin @msmarvelouswinchester

@ninzied @theprinceandagcd @read-and-write- @sherryvalli @thinkof-england @welcometololaland

@zwiazdziarka @14carrotghoul @caterpills @orchidscript and @judasofsuburbia and open tag for anyone who wants to play-please tag me so I can read your wonderful words!

[melisnonstop]

Is it casual now?

G | 1.8k words |

"So, Evan’s back in town,” June says suddenly, her tone casual, as if she’s talking about the weather. Nora feels like she’s been doused in cold water, the shock of it stealing her breath for a second.

(Or, the "it's hard being casual when my favorite bra lives in your dresser" Junora fic 😬)

[tailsbeth-writes]

Hey Taylor ! For ficlet Friday, 🥟dumpling for RWRB ? Thank youuu 💕

To mix it up a little, we've got some Junora & Firstprince 🥰

'Engarde!' Nora takes a starting position with her chopstick and dives at Henry. He swerves quickly, somehow reminding poised.

June and Alex watch from the counter as they unpack their Chinese delivery. Henry and Nora prance around the dining table, Nora has a look in her eye that terrifies Alex but Henry is somehow still looking princely with a chopstick for a weapon.

'Let's go to Alex and Henry's, she said, I'll be on my best behaviour, she said...' June murmurs before cramming a piece of fortune cookie in her mouth. Alex attempts to hold back a laugh.

'Quit playing around and get some food,' Alex commands as he puts down some plates. Henry bows and walks over to the counter like chopstick fencing is a completely normal thing. His hands hover over the boxes, Alex catches him searching. He takes the last box from the bag.

'Dumplings for my dumpling.'

He kisses Henry's cheek as he passes him to go to the fridge. Henry freezes, a blush smudging his cheeks. Nora and June look at each other and start giggling. Alex turns back, his hands filled with beer bottles, smirking.

'You two have no right to laugh...' he points at Nora, 'Sweetums...' and then to June 'and Apple blossom.'

Henry holds a hand to his mouth and takes a beer from Alex. Nora and June begrudgingly take theirs as Alex grins gleefully.

[wordsofhoneydew]

🌟 fic rec friday 🌟

9:42, nyu apartment by @cricketnationrise

If you’d told Alex ten years ago that he’d love being pinned to his own couch and kissed to within an inch of his life by Henry fucking Fox, he’d have laughed in your face.

on my knees (i’m aphrodite) by luisasfalsegod

“Baby, we gotta start getting ready for dinner. Ma’ is gonna kill me if I‘m not on time.” June murmurs.

“Tell me to stop and I will” Nora rasps.

June shivers, goosebumps rising on her skin. “Something tells me you don’t want me to” Nora smiles as she cocks her head.

“Oh my god” June whines.

Nora unhooks her bra, pulling it off June‘s body impatiently. She ghosts a hot breath across June‘s skin, delighting in the fact that her nipples are turning harder by the second.

“Are you gonna be a good girl for me?” Nora asks, looking up at June with serious eyes.

Or the one where June and Nora are forced to attend a state dinner at the White House when all they wanna do is fuck

You’re Gonna Go Far by @inexplicablymine

He would let the rich pavement and wide open highways take him home. Texas bluebonnet wild, cicada strong, sideways pampas grass floating freeways situated between wildfire season and the inevitable downpour of hail that tramples Mother Nature's roadside finger paintings.

But he fucking can’t.

Because New York City doesn’t have cicadas; it has cockroaches.

He can’t take the key around his neck and let it be a homing device—protective shield across his heart when he’s run out of air and the gas tank goes low.

Or, After the dust settles and the Brownstone becomes home, it should all be okay. So why does it all still feel so hard?

Is it casual now? by ncfariouvs

There are a couple things in this world that are absolutely unbearable for Alex.

The sound of her parents fighting, for one. She still remembers it, the yelling, that is. It was always so loud that even headphones couldn’t cancel out the noise.

Another thing she cannot fucking stand is when people don’t know how to make good coffee. It’s not that fucking hard.

Thirdly, people not letting her explain herself. She fucking hates being blamed for things that she didn’t do without having the chance to defend herself.

There are a couple more extreme ones, such as racists, bigots, and outright assholes…

But one thing she can’t fucking stand at this particular moment is the snobby, blonde, British girl in her English class who always has her nose stuck in a fucking book.

Henri fucking Fox.

no control (all yours) by @comethedaylight

Alex feels the first twinge in his bladder as he’s moving to the fridge to grab the water pitcher, an ache that’s sharp at first, but settles into something manageable, something almost… exciting. Like a buzz under his skin that he wants to ride out, like a high.

He’s been at this point before, after one too many coffees during late night study sessions in undergrad, too distracted by his readings to take a break, but the difference between then and now is he would just cut his losses. He’d feel that first ache and get up, bookmark his spot and nip it in the bud, but that’s not the plan tonight.

Tonight, he refills his bottle, lays back on the couch, and turns to his phone.

or alex learns something about himself while trying to learn more about his husband

no bunny compares to you by winterpine

Henry is a lot of things as a person and while much of his personality transfers over to his bunny form, his physical attributes do not. Most notably, his size.

Where Alex’s boyfriend stands tall and regal, his furry counterpart is small and fluffy, unable to summit even the most minor of obstacles.

Take their sofa, for one. Alex is watching TV and minding his own business, when he hears a steady thump from just below him. Peering over the edge of the dark cushion, he spots his boyfriend angrily pounding his back foot against the carpet.

“Ha! Is my little bun too tiny to get up here on his own?” Alex teases. He’s promptly rewarded with a whisker twitch followed by a nose scrunch. Henry is pouting and it’s the most adorable thing he’s ever witnessed.

or, five times Henry shapeshifts for himself and one time he does it for Alex

never wanna stop (‘cause your taste is so divine) by strawbgrl

Henry grins in contentment and rakes his fingernails along the backs of Alex’s thighs. “There’s my good boy,” he praises. Alex muffles a whine into the bend of his elbow and Henry watches in astonishment as he relaxes against the mattress. The verbal approval settles deep in Alex’s bones. “I knew you hadn’t forgotten your manners. You just needed a bit of a reminder. Isn’t that right, darling?”

Henry gives, and Alex takes.

l’échappatoire by @anincompletelist

A sea of dark curls. Warm, kind eyes. A slanted, smiling mouth, a dimple carved into the side. One hand holding a tall, steaming coffee, the other a mug full of Henry’s favorite tea. A whisper, a brush of fingertips in the trade off. The more important details.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

It’d be something out of Henry’s most treasured fantasies if he didn’t already know they’d be the last words this man ever says.

Henry fixes anomalies in other people's timelines. It's quite predictable and impersonal work for the most part. (Save for when it seems intent on unraveling his own, of course.)

Don’t Let Them Eat Cake by Magentarivers

Something shifted in the breath between them.

"Are you going to say something sappy?”

“Maybe.” Henry grinned tightly, as though caught red handed.

“Okay good, because me too. You go first.”

It's the night after their anniversary party, and the boys just want to do what any husbands want to do. Unfortunately they are parents first.

I’ll Wait for your Love (1 day before the Reddit Post) by Swoonoveryou

Alex sends Henry flowers for their friendship anniversary. What does this mean? After all these signs, does this mean Alex could actually like him?

He thinks maybe asking the internet might help.

Vegas, Baby by @porcelainmortal

“Hold on, Nora. I need some luck.” Alex holds out his hand, a pair of dice cradled in his palm. “Blow for luck?” He winks and throws Henry a devastatingly gorgeous smile.

Henry’s breath catches in his throat but he manages to inhale sharply before blowing on the dice in Alex’s hand. Alex’s pupils dilate as his eyes are drawn to Henry’s lips. Henry feels as if time has stopped, but he can hear the people at the table still talking and the bells of the machines going off around them. Nora nudges Alex with her elbow, seeming to break the spell Henry and Alex have been under. Alex’s attention is ripped away and he turns, throwing the dice down the middle of the table.

OR, Alex & Henry meet in Vegas, get drunk, and get married. Woops.