jeansmoraeu:

for @wesawbears for the @jeanmoreaunet‘s fall jerejean exchange!! i hope you enjoy britt! and i hope it’s autumn-ish enough

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Jean is warm when he wakes up, his mind still full of fading dreams and the overwhelming feeling that he is comfortable and should not leave this bed. That feeling is becoming familiar to him, as is the press of the body against his back and the arms around his waist.  

Jean smiles with his eyes still shut, taking a deep breath and tucking himself back into Jeremy’s chest behind him.  

He’s about to drift off again, calm and content, but something sounds— different. There’s the slow breathing of Jeremy, the quiet noises from outside their room as the rest of the world starts it’s day, and —

Oh. The rain. 

The rain. They’re in Seattle, Jean remembers, It’s Thanksgiving and they’re in Seattle with Jeremy’s mother. He knows it rains here constantly, but it hadn’t sunk in until the soft pitter-patter could be heard on the roof.  

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