❝ spring for flirting but fall for the untamed delicious wild things ❞

[medievalism]

{ an autumn mixer }

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[tappingthevein]

Laurent follows behind him with less scrambling and more dignity. He's mildly curious how stiff his smile might look, but Jan's reaction is better than he could've hoped for. That happy little sound and the subtle smile. Wonderful! Well worth it.

"I'm not cute," he protests weakly. But he does take the polaroid, pausing to look at the silly photo, before he gently tucks it into the breast pocket of his shirt. He pats his hand over it with a small nod.

"What other memories do you want to make while we're here?"