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💕 / more charm!

send me 💕 to see the moment my muse realized they were in love with yours | Accepting

David could easily pinpoint the exact moment he realised he was well and truly in love with Killian Jones. It was just a normal day by any standard - there were no singing of angels or a great epiphany to symbolise the moment. It was a regular worktime lunch, the two of them sat at David’s desk in his office, casually picking at sandwiches whilst they discussed lecture plans and marked papers. They each had an hour before classes resumed, and as usual their attention had gradually drifted from marking and lectures, and onto other topics - such as their regular discussion of their mutual love: romantic classics.

It was as Killian launched into another of his in-depth speeches on The Great Gatsby that David found himself imagining this very same scenario in another setting - over dinner at the table in his own house, the two of them having swapped work clothes for something comfortable, their hands linked atop the table surface whilst Prince sat at their heels, hopefully awaiting scraps that just might drop from plates. Killian’s voice slowly drifted from his mind as he envisioned the stacks of papers set to one side, the near-identical pairs of glasses sat atop them, and the familiar worn leather of Killian’s favourite jacket draped casually on the back of a vacant chair. The little touches that told him this was a home shared by two - including the matching gold bands around their fingers that glinted in the light of the candles set out for dinner.

David’s heart quickened in his chest, and he was sure a flush had crept into his cheeks as warmth flooded him, and he realised what it was he was imagining so vividly, and what joy it brought him in the process. He was picturing life as a married man, with Killian as his spouse. He had never looked ahead to marriage in any of his former relationships - but then he had never had a relationship quite like this. In fact, this was, he could say with confidence, the most serious relationship he’d ever had the fortune to have. They’d only been dating for a little over a month, but David knew in his heart - now more than ever - that this was it for him. There would be no other.

He was utterly in love with Professor Jones.

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Cool Breeze. More Charm. goodnIGHT.

Kisses Meme; Send a word for my muse to react to! | Accepting

Cool Breeze: Our muses just made up from a horrible fight–and the relief turns into kisses in the kitchen at 2 in the morning.

The bed was cold without him.

It would probably sound foolish to anyone else, but David knew that was the reason he couldn’t sleep. It was the first time they’d willingly slept apart whilst still residing in the same house, and it was like a cruel torture to know his husband’s familiar warmth was tucked away down the stairs and waiting for him on the couch. Glancing at the clock beside the bed, he groaned as the backlit face displayed the early morning hour clearly, and with a final sigh, he pushed back the sheets and padded his way to the bedroom door.

This was hopeless. There was no way he could sleep until they’d resolved things, until he’d coaxed Killian upstairs and back into their bed. They’d never fought like this before, and it scared him to even think it was possible for them not to resolve something as quickly as it had started. The couch was empty when he stepped into the family room, the single pillow and bunched up blanket the only sign that Killian had ever been there, and for a moment panic gripped David cold. Was it that serious? Has he gone to Liam’s for the night? 

Familiar sounds from the kitchen immediately soothed those worries, and he ducked through the doorway with cautious movements. Killian stood by the coffee machine, no doubt preparing himself a cup - and it comforted David to know he was clearly having the same trouble sleeping. Any worries lifted from his shoulders as he took in Killian’s exhausted features, and he crossed the tiled floor to snake an arm around a narrow waist, his free hand lifting to turn his husband’s face to his. By way of an opening apology, his lips found Killian’s in a sweet, gentle kiss, a reminder that he still loved him, even when they fought. Pulling away - entirely away - he offered a sad smile as he folded his arms around himself.

“I’m sorry.”

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moRE CHARM FOR THR LOVE OF GOD

Give me an AU and I will write 5 ideas/headcanons for our muses in that AU | Not Accepting

1) David is the early riser - always up and moving by 5am, whilst Killian remains in bed until David brings him his morning coffee.

2) Both of them share the same prescription glasses, and so they regularly pick up the wrong pair without realising. One of them stepping into the class of the other to swap glasses has become a regular amusement amongst their students.

3) Killian is David’s first true love - although he dated in high school and in college, they never lasted very long and were mostly physical attractions than deep, emotional connections. Likewise, David is Killian’s first true love.

4) Killian is the night owl - whilst David often falls asleep in front of the TV, or whilst grading papers in bed. It becomes routine for Killian to fondly carry him to bed, or remove his glasses for him, before continuing his work in bed for at least another half an hour.

5) Killian and David are the parents that all other parents hate - for the sole reason that they make them all look bad. They get super involved in school activities, turn up to every sports match, every drama performance or school talent show, every event. All the faculty love them, and they make regular donations to the school/s, and David always volunteers for extra adult supervision on school trips. 

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-DIVES HEADFIRST-

I’m assuming this is the first three in inbox get kisses meme | Not Accepting

@tetheredfates when I wait so long to reply to something you’ve changed blog why am I like this

It was rare, David knew, for Killian to get into work before he did. By all reckoning Killian was not a morning person, and would usually hurry in through the doors anywhere up to an hour after David had already settled in his office. Still, whenever it did happen, he made the most of it. Having spotted his fellow professor’s car in its allocated spot, David had gauged the time, and then made a quick detour to pick up some coffee and pastries from the coffee shop on the corner.

Killian’s office door was propped open when he reached it, and when he quickly peered inside, he found the other man absorbed in the slides of a presentation he intended to give to one of his classes that day. Grinning, David slipped easily into the office, and circled around behind Killian’s desk. Carefully setting the go-cups of coffee down - as far from wandering elbows as possible, something he had learned from previous accidents - along with the paper bag containing their pastries, he freed up his hands to lean over and cover Killian’s eyes.

“Morning, Kil’.” He purred against his ear, grinning as he felt the man shift back under his touch. Letting his hands fall from Killian’s eyes, he twisted around just enough to allow him to brush his lips sweetly across Killian’s. “I brought you breakfast.” He was almost certain the other man had left the house without eating - really, his boyfriend would be utterly hopeless without him.