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  1. Public Bookmark 24

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    He downed the rest of his glass in one quick motion, trying not to cough on it, and...half-succeeded. Just about.

    Jon just chuckled as he gasped and choked a little on the motion, the laugh soft and slow from a few feet away, and something in him thawed out a little more at the sound, the sight. His throat felt warm. All down through his chest, it spread, with a light burning playing through the caverns of his body as the wine warmed him from the inside out. As the relief dripped in, solid and easy and fucking painful. But sweet, still. Sweet.

    The light from the kitchen was playing off the curve of Jon's nose, catching in the breaks between strands of his hair, and it was worth every half-assed sensory-dulling deal and whatever bottle of putrid alcohol he had to force down to see it. To stay, and see it, and be present enough to feel how important it all was to him, again.
    (If he could just let it be.)
    It was worth it.
    He swallowed, and smiled around the lump in his throat. The aftertaste.
    "Next time, we'll get straight vodka, don't worry."

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    Jon and Martin get a little too drunk and confess their feelings. Talk. It’s as much of a disaster and a blessing as could be expected.

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    03 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 15

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    “Martin, I like touching you.”
    He said it so simply, so plainly, that Martin just had to let himself reel for a second.
    That wasn’t really an, ah, option? That wasn’t something people liked, and especially not Jon, who was so particular about touch in the first place, and -
    He didn’t answer at first, instead just pushing Jon’s plate towards him with an averted gaze. The man pulled it in a bit closer, and finally dropped his own searching gaze, instead opting to grab some of the bread - a mercy, and something for both of them to focus on. Butter, spread, across a shitty loaf that Martin had tried to bake from scratch, yesterday. It’d turned out ugly as sin, but…decent tasting, at least. And now, there was butter to be spread on it, and scrambled eggs with probably-expired spices on their plates, and the sunlight streaming in from the living room window was bright and pale gold, lighting the whole scene just a little too real for Martin to process.
    Jon looked back up at him after a moment, handing him a piece of the bread, and he took it easily enough. He…didn’t over-analyze the way their fingers touched as he did.
    Eventually, he choked out the word, around the tightness in his throat.
    “...Why?” 

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    02 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 2

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    Jon knows this could get him in a lot of trouble. Like legal trouble. Even ignoring any discipline from his job (he would most certainly be fired on the spot), but he needs to do this.

    Jonmartin week day 3: Breaking and Entering & Doing Crimes
    Jon has the bright idea of breaking into Martin’s flat, he learns some things and it’s all going so well. Until Martin gets home.

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    02 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 10

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    The Lonely had taken a lot from Martin, and one thing he'd accepted as simply gone was his reflection.

    It wasn't a great loss, honestly - he could do without seeing the way he'd just looked more and more tired, more hopeless as time went on. There was nothing good about being able to see himself.
    So when it went, he didn't bother himself with it.

    Months later, brushing his teeth, getting ready for bed in the safehouse with Jon, he saw himself again.
    Or what should have been him.

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    30 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 31

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    After escaping the Lonely, Jon and Martin briefly stop at their flats to gather what little supplies they intend to take with them to Daisy's safehouse.

    As he's gathering his things, Martin finds his phone, abandoned months ago in his flat.
    Charged, with the screen blinking to life, it begins to chime with notifications:
    73 missed voicemails from 'Jon :)'

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    30 Jun 2026