andreil: βjealousy? we donβt believe in jealousy.β
jerejean: βYOU KNOW OTHER PEOPLE???β
andreil: βjealousy? we donβt believe in jealousy.β
jerejean: βYOU KNOW OTHER PEOPLE???β
everyone say thank you nora for making jeremy such a slut
You ever think Andrewβs like, folding laundry in his apartment with Neil, throwing socks into their shared drawer because neither of them give a shit about socks, and then he has to pause becauseβ¦heβs folding laundry.
For him and his boyfriend. Who are both adults with like, health insurance and shit. They say shit like βletβs go homeβ and βwhatβs for dinner?β Nothing is separated in their dresser except for workout wear because they need different size compression gear. They have matching jackets in the closet and pictures on the wall. They kiss each other good morning, and hello. They grocery shop. And suddenly Andrewβs nicotine gum is heavy in his pocket, because he stopped smoking so heβll never be too out of breath to reach Neil.
Andrew has to stop to feel his heart, as if folding t-shirts was running a marathon, because he didnβt think heβd last this long. He didnβt think this was possible.
So Andrew sits in their apartment and feels.
I'll be thinking about it for a week
Nora I know you're the biggest slow burn fan, and trust me, so am I. But if in the third book we don't get a romantic scene of Jeremy and Jean at the pottery class, I promise you I'll be going insane.
The most cliche type of scene. The one where Jeremy completely sucks at it and Jean helps him.
After reading that I'll be able to say that I can die in peace.
High speed. Racing hearts. Seering adrenaline. Emotional overload.
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It is finished.
Almost a year I have been writing this fic, and I can say now that it's done! I am still in shock over it, but I am so excited to share all of it with the fandom. I hope you guys enjoy itπ€
EVERYONE GO READ GODLIGHT NOW!! I COMMAND