#it's kinda like a mix of stardust and the first thor movie tbh

[teaandstargazing]

Atlas, Fallen

written for day 3 of Jlaire week. prompt: falling star. can be found on AO3

my goal was to have the entire fic finished and posted today, but unfortunately I’ve been too busy with school and work to have it done :( But I wanted to at least post a snippet of it right now during the week, so here it is! The completed fic should be up within the month. Enjoy!

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Claire narrowed her eyes playfully. “So, you’re a star?”

Shit. Had he said that out loud? Does getting drunk make you too honest?

"Uh,” Jim drawled out. No turning back now. “Yeah. I am.”

Claire leaned closer to him on her own stool, her eyes never leaving his. “Is that the reason your eyes are so sparkly and your smile is so bright?”

Jim threw his head back in a laugh and she giggled along with him. So alcohol made Claire bolder than usual and flirty, good to know.  

“You’re drunk, Claire,” he deflected while still chuckling lightly, turning his attention back to her. At his words, her expression became serious, determined even.

“Not drunk enough to not know what I’m doing,” she explained. “Or to know what’s really going on.” She inhaled deeply. “I believe you, you know. That you’re a star.”

They were dangerously close now. Her voice had become soft, and he had to lean in to hear her over the noise of the room. Jim could smell her perfume and count the freckles across her nose and cheeks, even in the dim light. The sight of them reminded him of how the stars looked in the sky from down on Earth.

“The falling star from last month." Claire's eyes were on him, studying and half-lidded. "That was you, wasn’t it?”