Hi! I absolutely love the way you write!
For the Kiss Prompts game, could you do 7 for Jean Kirstein? 👉👈😚
THIS IS A PERFECT PROMPT FOR JEAN?? I tried so hard to steer away from the classic "shut up" / "make me" but I think that's the undercurrent hehe
“a kiss…to shut them up.”
“Shut up,” you say yet again to Jean Kirstein with a giggle, and yet again, he only speaks louder. “It’s three in the morning, please, for the love of –”
“Oh?” he says, and pulls himself up on an elbow to grin down at you. His words are tinging with laughter, each syllable rising and stressed. “It’s three? In the morning? Then you should be sleeping, hmm?"
He reaches out and makes to tickle your waist. You squirm in the sheets, hips twisting away in that instinctual panic to avoid the touch, the “no” coming out of you long, drawn out. A little louder than you would have liked.
“Shh,” Jean says in mock admonishment, and puts the offending finger to his lips. “You’re so loud. People are trying to sleep.”
“Shut up,” you say.
Jean tosses his hair back. His laugh reverberates, and you think for half a moment of pulling the covers over your head to hide a grin. But it would hide your view of him as well, with his back to the window striking pale light to his features, with the blanket slipping over his hip, the strong cut of his jawline peppered with rough stubble.
You find yourself reaching up, a finger tracing over the texture. Jean dips his head, the grin falling softly, just as your eyes travel down to the pretty pale pink curve. Breath hitches through his nose.
“Maybe you need to be shut up,” you say, and Jean arches his shoulder over yours as he bends his neck to share a kiss. The silence wraps you both in comfort.
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Heeyyyy I lost your Tumblr for a bit but I re-found your story on wattpad and came to check in? How are you? How are your kitty's? How's the story coming? I have been MIA for like nearly 5 months so I'm only just catching up on things! I hope you're doing well!!
yoooo i feel like i remember you maybe?? did you change your name here? or maybe i'm misremembering bc brain not good...
i'm doing ok! partner and i were house shopping for a few months and we're now paying a real adult mortgage and no more landlords but god it was fucking stressful and i have no desire to do it again anytime soon.
kitties are fine. took them a week or so to get used to the house but they're great now. Secret loves having carpet vs all wood floors. i think she feels more confident with more grip bc she has fluffy paws and would slip and slide sometimes (we've tried trimming her paw poofs but she loathes even getting near her legs or paws so the best we can do is trim her nails every once in a while with her distracted by kitty gogurt). she gets the zoomies and chirps but tries to play it off like she's still a proper princess when she catches you staring.
munch is a gremlin like always and even though he's only like 7lbs he THUMP THUMP THUMPS up and down the stairs like he weighs a ton. zero subtlety. he also stares at the massive squirrels we have around here that i swear are almost as big as the cats.
fic is... coming along slowly lol. five months since the last update and i know ppl think i'm dead or abandoned it to some degree but i literally wrote some last night!! goal is to get it out before the end of the year which, with the house stuff behind us feels more reasonable. the people who toss Trashy to the side thinking she died will be soooooo sorry when they get a wattpad update at 2am next month 😌
so really you didn't miss too much fic-wise ;lkjal;sdkjfa but Trash life has been busy and complicated
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