Wyll romance as The Dark Urge is so funny cuz he’s trying his hardest to live his fairytale fantasy, meanwhile Durge is out there saying the most unhinged things and barely preventing themselves from going on a killing spree
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Jason is a soft, domestic man, who is so deeply in love with you. He has devoted himself to your happiness and he does his very best to make sure you’re taken care of.
When you’ve had a rough day, he pulls you in close and gently runs his fingers through your hair, leaving soft pecks on the crown of your head. He lets you cry your heart out without making you feel like a burden. He makes you feel safe.
His old t-shirt always feels soft under your tear stained cheeks and you find yourself pulling him closer. He holds on to your waist and you nuzzle your nose into his neck, inhaling his scent.
He smells warm like tobacco and vanilla, it brings you comfort, a sense of relief.
Jason pulls your reddened face away from his soaked shirt and uses the pads of his thumbs to wipe away the remaining tears. He gives you a soft smile and he pecks your lips, once, twice and then he kisses the tip of your nose.
It makes you scrunch your face and Jason swears his heart stops. You look beautiful to him, tears and all.
When the room is silent and you’re no longer crying, Jason lifts you into his big arms and carries you into the kitchen, where he seats you on the island.
He takes your hands into his and places delicate kisses along your knuckles, before making his way to the pantry.
You watch him bring out a small metal container labelled ‘chamomile,’ and a jar of honey. He smiles at you before beginning to make the tea.
While the water boils in the kettle, Jason holds your hands again. He looks deep into your eyes and you can see the love. His eyes were always kind and inviting, but today, they held a sense of comfort and that’s all you needed.
You knew everything was going to be okay now.
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