Does no one else care about this pairing? Apparently. Did that stop me? Absolutely not! So the second Jacob Palmer/Henry Letham fic on AO3 is out enjoy or don’t this one was written for me entirely.
Apollos Lyre
Summary:
"I don't have— we’re? The ring?"
Jacob took his hand off the man's head for one terrified half-second, fumbling at his own finger, and got his ring free.
"It's right here, it's right—it's okay, you're okay—"
The man's fingers found it, closed weak around, and something in his ruined face went, for one instant, almost peaceful.
"Marry me."
(Or Jacob Palmer goes out for a midnight brood and happens upon a car accident. And Henry met god bleeding out in the back of an ambulance.)
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