#ruenwrites

I didn't even mean to do it I relized after the fact.

I will continue to bother you with reactions to each chapter because I keep reacting in funny ways even though I HAVEN'T READ THE CHAPTER YET.

3 was actually peak tho.

ahhh thank you so much ;3; I'm so glad that you're having fun reading! I'm definitely having fun writing it!!!! and it's never a bother! please keep reacting <3333 it brings me so much joy to know others enjoy what i'm doing <33

you know i had to draw it ;3; <33

Maybe I had something new to live for.

When he sat beside Simon again, the coffee had at least helped with the fog of exhaustion trying to seep in. The very idea of sleep felt alien to him with Simon in his home and in need of care. He sipped his coffee slowly, watched Simon’s breathing. Still slow, still even. Still asleep. He sighed and cupped his free hand around Simon’s fingers, squeezing them. 

“If I’m not alone, you’re not alone either,” he breathed in the space between them, a promise, a plea. Simon didn’t stir, not even when Grace shifted to touching his cheek, tracing the fine bones and bruises turning blue. His heart ached so much it felt like it was breaking, but still, he found a smile. “Wake up soon, Simon. I’ve got a lot of questions to ask you. As does everyone, I suspect. It’s hard to know if I should hate you or not if I don’t know what’s going on."

somewhere under there is some grade A boyfriend material ;3;

doodled a bloodymary kiss for the assassin au <33