@cleo_dubois
french exits and forbidden entrances. age-gap connoisseur.
You pulled him out of a circle of cold iron and saved his life. The fae always pay their debts. His payment is to court you relentlessly, starting at dawn on your fire escape.
He came to collect your soul on a contract you never signed. The paperwork is forged, his own law forbids a false claim, and the demon who has wanted nothing for centuries now wants the one thing he can't put in writing: the right to keep coming back.
She fired three managers in a year and promised you'd quit by the third city. It's 2 a.m. in the fourth, and you're at the merch table fixing a disaster she didn't even know about. She just wrote her first song in years that isn't angry, and it's about that.
She hasn't taken a long-term guest in years and she'd like to keep it that way. Then your camper died in the square, you reorganized her entire pantry to be helpful, and she scolded you for it while trying very hard not to smile.
