#jiclan

Nothing could have prepared him for what was behind the door. There stood Jiang, covered in dirt, grass stains on his his pants, mud caked his boots. He looked like he had been.. crying? Or maybe he was high. It looked to be both. He stepped in past Declan and immediately started to take things off. Jiang was always overdressed, but now he seemed desperate.

“J-“ Declan walked over to try and help, but the man pulled away and looked up at him. He had never seen Jiang like this before. “What the hell happened?” Declan whispered, his soft voice seemed to be what sent Jiang over the edge.

His knees gave out and Declan had to catch him so he didn’t come crashing down. Sobs wracked Jiang’s frame, clutching Declan’s shirt. “He’s dead! Your stupid brother took him from us.” Declan blinked at that, trying to understand what his sobbing boyfriend was talking about.

He picked him up, softly clothes and boots be damned and sat down on the couch with him. Jiang cried for what felt like hours, and Declan just held him as he kept muttering about dragons and death and Declan knew for sure he was high.

He noticed Jiang’s hands had scratches on them that seemed irritated by dirt, and he looked down at his boyfriend, who was not just silent. Tears still tracking his face. “K is dead.” He said finally, and Declan stared in shock. “What? How-“

Irresistible- Swan/Skov

Declan looked up in confusion from his laptop. He had completely forgotten Kavinsky was even in there, having thought he was asleep. Be careful of his hair? Who’s hair? K was definitely not sober, his voice mumbled.

“Jiang’s. You have to be careful around his hair.” K’s words slurred together, looking at Declan through hooded eyes. “Why?” Declan asked, making Kavinsky huff, like the answer was right there and Declan didn’t see it.

“His hair is special to him. He takes care of it. His parents hated how he kept it long so they made him cut all the time. That’s why it takes him over an hour every day to fix it.” K stated, still talking like Declan was the idiot in this scenario. “Okay, be careful with his hair, got it.” It sounded like bullshit coming from Kavinsky, especially right now.

“I mean it Lynch. I’m not letting you hurt my boy like your brother hurt me. So you better listen.” It was then that Declan realized something. K was completely sober. He sat up, rolling his neck. “Hurt Jiang and I run you over with my car.” K threatened, then got up.

Jiang in a emerald green slip dress, getting ready for his date with Declan

Jiang in a crimson suit, drinking champagne at one of Declan’s fancy parties

Skov in a tight black dress, ready for a valentines date with all the boys

Kavinsky: He’s kinda twitchy, a bit hyper, in class he puts his foot in Proko’s lap or rubs his thigh, bites his nails when he’s zoning out, no personal space, he naturally stands way to close. Very possessive of his boys, you have to go through him if you want a chance, Gansey had the worst time

Proko: goes quiet when he’s upset, accidentally mimics the way other people sit, people watcher, zones out and daydreams when he’s supposed to be paying attention, spacey. Very possessive of K, Lowkey jealous

Swan: Can’t keep stuff out of his mouth, pens, forks, Skov (and Gansey), very touchy with Skov, snappy when he’s anxious or upset, if he doesn’t like you, he won’t talk to you.

Skov: can. Not. Sit. Still. My man’s can not stay still, bounces in place when he’s talking and will talk about twenty things all at once. Fast talker. One of those kids that would grab a strangers hand in the mall. Tends to cling to his boys

Jiang gives him a long look with dark eyes and a slight smirk on his lips and a soft laugh that has him on his knees.

Gansey pulls him by his tie without a word to his car and kisses him against it to shut him up

Until Kavinsky blows the smoke out and grins at him and calls him baby boy and tells him to get in the car and drives him to an unknown destination