独歩吟客

“I…I just want to kiss you first. More than anything, I think.” 

This earns him an amused huff. “Sweet Johnny…”

John’s cheeks grow warm. “I’m serious.” 

“I know you are,” Simon replies, his voice soft. 

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Technically fanart for my fic "Accept Invite" - a "What if they met while playing Call of Duty?" AU. If you like uhhh *checks tags* gay chicken, bisexual awakenings, phone sex, long distance pining, and cozy domestic slice of life, then I humbly present this as an offering  ✨

Also, Simon has a service dog. Her name is Sadie. She is best girl.

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141 is a prestigious, Michelin restaurant with accolades the world over.

John is quickly going broke taking care of his nephew and needs a job. He has no experience in the hospitality industry and finds fine dining to be a ludicrous display of overindulgence, but a job is a job. Besides which, the chef at 141 is something of an urban legend, and John is endlessly curious.

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My gift to Goblin for finishing the most delightful story: “First, Eat”

Nose. Nose. Eyelashes. His hair.