Because I was writing, right? And I realized that I was. And I proceeded to angst about it for a couple of hours.
And then go and change my whole...er, thing of writing? Totally forgot what it was called - and came out with this. Pretty happy, for once.
Jacob groaned, his back hitting the wall, his hands scrabbling on Ryan’s back.
“Mine,” Ryan
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I've no fucking idea what he is either. Don't matter though - in the process of planning out a new novella at the moment. Based off two KT fics that've been running around in my head since March. But year, point is, Jacob don't matter anymore :P
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