#;jeff

@witch-of-annwn

Freya wasn’t sure if the vague nature of Emelia’s words were giving her trouble in understanding the problem or if it was the drowsiness in her mind. Perhaps it was a bit of both. Either way, Freya was still very confused as to what was wrong with Jeff. Firstly, she didn’t get why he was in a basement. But she supposed if he wasn’t acting like himself a basement is probably a good a space as any for that.

She ran her fingers through her hair as she listened to Emelia speak more. As if the action could cleanse her mind of the sleep clouds. 

“...I don’t think he knows he’s human…”

Freya turned to face her friend at that phrase. Her eyebrow raised in alarm. That was something she understood. Something she had experienced herself the first year she had started the change. “Do you know how long he’s been acting this way?” she asked and then realized Emelia did not. It had been at least twenty four hours, of that they could both be certain. She bit her thumb as she sat in thought. 

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Soft morning light streamed through the slated openings of Freya’s bedroom window. She gently opens her eyes to the sun and does a little stretch. It is only then that she realizes there is an extra weight in her bed. The events of the night before flicker into her mind. A warm safe sensation spreads from her chest to the rest of her body and she smiles. It had been such a long painfully slow go around. Freya had become convinced that perhaps she and Jeff just weren’t meant to be. And then last night happened and she wasn’t certain of anything any longer. Only that she was completely and blissfully content. 

Freya slowly turned in the bed to face Jeff. He was still asleep and she was glad of it. She wanted to savor this silent glow before the day truly started. She watched him sleep. He looked so small like this. The burden of the curse didn’t weigh upon him so heavy. Suddenly, she wished he was awake as well. To reveal in the contented peace as much as she did. He had such a hard time going through life. It was only fair he take part in the best bits as well. This certainly was one of the greatest bits to take part in. She slowly took her hand from under her pillow and gently stroked from his eyebrows down to his nose until she saw his eyes flutter. “Hey.” she whispered. The smile on her face spread even more. 

dealer’s choice: surprise kiss

Freya noticed the strange presence in the shop early in the day, but didn’t dwell too much on it. Emelia was a witch and therefore usually a number of strange things in her shop at any given time. Freya used to be on edge about it, but her extra sense had become somewhat dulled when in the shop. However this presence didn’t fade as the day went on.

It grew. Became oppressive. And then it started to materialize. Nothing major at first. Freya thought she saw a large spider crawling along the wall beside her. But when she turned her full attention toward it, she found that nothing was there at all. A cat scurried across the room and when she followed it behind the counter it too had vanished. She brought this to Jeff’s attention, but he didn’t seem worried. Probably just something too shy to speak to them. They should just wait until Emelia got back and she would handle it.

Then the old man appeared. Which wouldn’t have been so strange except he didn’t speak. He stared at Freya and silently followed her around the store wherever she went. This alarmed Jeff as well as Freya. They spoke quietly in the corner about what should be done and finally Freya decided she would speak to it. When she got close she noticed its eyes begin to gleam. Its mouth broke out into a wide unsettling smile and it began to grow in size. 

Freya stopped in her tracks. She searched around the room for something to fight this creature with. Surely this was where the encounter was headed, but nothing in the store screamed weapon. The idea of going down to the basement flew into her mind. Before she could think on why it was put there, she whirled around, grabbed Jeff by the hand, and ran down into the basement with him. The creature made no move to follow. It only continued to smile at them and watch their movements.

This only struck her as strange when she reached the basement with Jeff and found it to be eerily quiet. Quiet and much too still. Freya went to a trunk that she knew contained weapons. She brought out two swords and handed one to Jeff. The atmosphere of the room began to change. The air became thick and all at once everything began to shake around them. She grabbed hold of Jeff’s hand more for comfort than anything else. Looked up into his eyes and was suddenly overcome with the thought that this could be the end. They might not make it out of this. Whatever this situation was. 

She went up on tiptoes wrapped her free arm around his neck and kissed him hard and full on the mouth. Butterflies flew around in her stomach at the contact. Her knees began to shake as the kiss deepened. And when they eventually parted she couldn’t help but smile up at him. “I knew you’d be a good kisser.” she stated.