I'VE BEEN CRAVING YOU — private

[jacob w.c.]

THE BLUE AND GREEN BELOW IS A MASTERPIECE — Jacob wasn't sure what to do when the message arrived at his door. Well, he did know what to do in some ways. He was going to accept and he was going to see Pincher and they were going to have a nice night together with lots of good food. He was sure that Deniz would look stunning and he would wear... a sweater. That was okay though. Pincher didn't seem to mind his bandages or his sweater. He liked them, even. He didn't mind that Jacob carried a few extra pounds or that his leg wasn't quite right or even all the scars that he'd seen. Jacob was sure he hadn't met anyone like him before. Anyway, he'd had Atbash help him pick out an outfit and finally settled on his favorite bandages, the ones with blue jay feathers all over them, a green sweater, and a little black bow tie. Then he was also wearing his thick rimmed glasses, of course, that he never left home without anymore. He wasn't sure why he'd ever cared so much about what Jersey or his friends thought. They didn't look all that bad, Deniz had even told him they looked nice, and it certainly made things a lot clearer. Maybe that had been what his paintings were missing, clarity.

In any case, Jacob made the long trip to Typhoon and then, slowly, up the steps of the lighthouse. He was sure it'd be beautiful at the top but his legs, which had been degrading even over the past week or so, groaned against him. They didn't want to move another inch but the desire to see his... his what? Boyfriend? He wasn't sure if it was appropriate to call Pincher that yet. He felt like it was. He was certainly his lover, so he supposed it was appropriate. He clearly loved Pincher and Pincher clearly loved him back so boyfriend would be an appropriate word. Finally, after what felt like hours of climbing (though he was sure it'd only been a few minutes), he was nearing the top. He would emerge in just a few moments. What was he going to say? He'd planned all sorts of conversations in his mind but he couldn't complete them without knowing what Deniz would say in return or what he'd want to talk about or what else they'd be doing. It was like trying to complete a puzzle with over half the pieces missing. He knew he shouldn't be so worried. It wasn't like this was an interview. Deniz already knew him better than anyone else he'd met since coming from the city. He knew every single secret he held, save for a few details. He would talk about those soon, though, he was sure of it. He would bring up how he knew the Rouxs. He would bring up everything. He knew that this wasn't a trick. It couldn't be. What would he do if it was? No, that wasn't even a good thought to entertain. He loved Deniz. That was all that mattered.

Finally, he came to the top. He knew what he would say. He'd just say hi. That was all. No one could forget that or mess it up. When he made his way up, he looked around until his eyes landed on Deniz and his blue eyes widened just a bit and a light smile came to his maw. "Deniz... He looked amazing, framed in the moonlight just like how Jacob remembered him from their first 'meeting'. There were a few beats of silence and then he realized he hadn't even said hi yet. He let out a soft chuckle and came closer, embarrassment clouding his features. "'M real happy ta' see ya'. I hope you're feelin' better from... everythin'. Ya' look amazing," he stated before realizing his words and his eyes widening, though this time in panic. "I-I mean this looks amazing! All the decorations n' stuff! Not tha' you don' look amazing, you do, ya' really, really do Pinch, I jus' - I didn' really mean ta' say tha' if ya' ain't comfortable because I jus' wasn' sure if I should say things like tha' but then I saw ya' n' then I got a li'l, uh, distracted n' I jus wasn' thinkin'-" he rambled for a moment before he seemed to realize what he was doing and stopped, taking a deep breath before speaking again, "Uh, 's jus' real nice ta' see ya'." — BUT YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL LIKE I'VE NEVER SEEN

"SPEECH"

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