Pairing: Howard Moon/Vince Noir
Author: worriedeye/bythepoweroftopshop
Summary: This isn't what I initially planned to write, but you know how sometimes you've an idea but when you start writing it becomes something else entirely. I'm actually blaming this on all the recent Noel interviews and the mention of Monster Munch in his selfie. I feel a bit odd today, my emotional response to that last Times interview in particular has left me feeling, I dunno, numb maybe. It's weird. I can't seem to find the words to describe how I feel so I wrote this instead. Therefore I'm really, really sorry that it only develops the plot a little bit and I'm also sorry that I made it quite long. Please know that it's just because I needed some fluff amidst my angst today. I dearly hope you can all find something you can enjoy in it too. Xx
Spolier: This whole chapter is based on the quote: "I couldn't tell you what life was like before Julian. He made me. Out of scraps."
Rating: PG-13 because of death mention.
Word count: 2300 - whoops sorry. x
Notes: No character belongs to me as you well know. Due to this post being too big for LJ and me not wanting to mess around with the html to get it smaller it's posted over on ArchiveOfOurOwn. The link below will take you there :) x
Link to masterpost:
here "Arghhhhh!! What's happening?!"
"What Vince? What is it?"
"My face! My face!"
Vince pushes himself out from under the mirror and darts to a stop a few metres away. He throws his hands up to his face patting it frantically. Howard drops the mirror flat onto it's back and rushes to join him making Vince quickly bury his head into his palms.
"No! Don't look."
"Vince?"
"No, no, you can't. I'm disgusting. Don't look at me."
"Vince, let me see."
"I'm grotesque Howard, I'm a monster."
"Please, you gotta let me see."
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