genre: smut (!!!) | angst (!!!) | oral sex | hate fuck | closet sex
word count: 4.4k
Every school has its golden couple. You know, they’re the pair that will stay together all through college, eventually, get married, and live happily ever after in a large house with their equally as large amount of children. You’ve seen them in the courtyard - hands clasped together in a perfect fit - you’ve seen them in your classes - effortlessly answering questions while sliding each other knowing looks - and you’ve definitely seen them at all the parties - before they head upstairs to one of the bedrooms, of course.
You know them. Everybody knows them. How could you not know them? Their lives were perfect, their friends were perfect, and their looks were perfect. They are perfect, popular, admired, and most importantly, in love.
“angel wing scars” into the Google
search bar. I hovered with my finger
above the enter key, afraid that if I went
through with it, I’d have to admit I was
actually considering the possibility that
Patch was-well, not… human.
I hit enter and mouse-clicked on the first
link before I could talk myself out of it. […]I pushed back from the desk. I crammed
everything I’d read into a mental folder
and filed it away. And stamped SCARY
on the outside of the folder.
I was thinking about the fact I’ll be sixteen soon… Celaena at that age met Sam, Clary Fray found out she’s a shadowhunter and joined a kick-ass shadowhunters gang, Simon Lewis became a rat, Julian Blackthorn took care of his brothers as a father, Nora Grey met Patch Cipriano, Dorian Havilliard was already a prince, Sebastian Morgenstern wanted to raise hell and all I do is be a grumpy adolescent, piss off people, read books like there’s not a tomorrow, chill in bed all the time, wait for the shannara chronicles next season to come out as soon as possible and want already lessons to end after the first day of classes. Fantastic.