Cristina walked into the master bedroom of Adaon’s cottage in faerie, it was her birthday the next day and her and Mark were spending a few nights with Kieran. Mark was sitting up in bed and Kieran was lying on his back between Mark’s legs, his head on Mark’s stomach and their hands clasped. She smiled at them, they were too cute and so sleepy, it made her heart warm.
YO WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? THAT WAS SO DSJHFSDLAK IM SO HAPPY I WAS GRINNING LIKE A FOOL THIS IS CANON I TELL YOU CA-NON C A N O N EWW
OKAY BUT ALSO I LOVED
“I had the faerie jewellers make it for you, it is all gold, but it has been enchanted and will never break or change its shape.” He said and then lifted his own hand and she saw a slim gold band around his own wrist, “And if you hold onto it, mine will warm up and I will know you are thinking of me.” He added and then enclosed his hand around his wrist. Her new bracelet warmed up like Kieran was gently holding her wrist. At this, tears did slip down her cheek and Kieran wiped them away with his thumb.
LIKE THATS SO BITTERSWEET
WHY CAN’T THEY JUST BE TOGETHER ALL THE TIME I WILL REWRITE THE RULES OF FAERIE AND SHADOWHUNTERS BECAUSE THEY NEED EACH OTHER OKAY
