fic: coming clean (6/6)
pairing: jeff x annie
rating: adult
length: 5,000 words
beta: bethanyactually
summary: It almost didn’t seem real -- that he’d finally, finally, told her, that he’d kissed her -- that she’d asked him to. After the mess he’d made of everything, all the self-sabotage and self-loathing and other self-inflicted pain, the solution boiled down to something as simple as coming clean to her. A missing scene fic, starting after the S6 finale study room kiss.
note: whoops, forgot to post chapter 5 on here. hopefully you caught it over on ao3. if not, you've got 2 chapters to read! :)
excerpt: The rain had stopped by morning, but the world outside was eerily still. Or maybe it only seemed that way because Jeff had finally come out with it - told Annie exactly how he felt - and she was still here, curled up next to him in bed with her head resting on his arm.
She was still asleep, tranquil expression at odds with her wavy, frizzy hair. He pushed a few strands off her cheek and smiled at the thought of her catching herself in the mirror, face turning to horror as she saw the mess of tangles. Maybe now he’d have the nerve to tell her she looked beautiful anyway.
Annie sighed in her sleep and rolled over, freeing his arm, sheets slipping down to her waist. Jeff propped himself up on his elbows and swallowed thickly. Now that was a sight he could get used to.
(read over on ao3)
rating: adult
length: 5,000 words
beta: bethanyactually
summary: It almost didn’t seem real -- that he’d finally, finally, told her, that he’d kissed her -- that she’d asked him to. After the mess he’d made of everything, all the self-sabotage and self-loathing and other self-inflicted pain, the solution boiled down to something as simple as coming clean to her. A missing scene fic, starting after the S6 finale study room kiss.
note: whoops, forgot to post chapter 5 on here. hopefully you caught it over on ao3. if not, you've got 2 chapters to read! :)
excerpt: The rain had stopped by morning, but the world outside was eerily still. Or maybe it only seemed that way because Jeff had finally come out with it - told Annie exactly how he felt - and she was still here, curled up next to him in bed with her head resting on his arm.
She was still asleep, tranquil expression at odds with her wavy, frizzy hair. He pushed a few strands off her cheek and smiled at the thought of her catching herself in the mirror, face turning to horror as she saw the mess of tangles. Maybe now he’d have the nerve to tell her she looked beautiful anyway.
Annie sighed in her sleep and rolled over, freeing his arm, sheets slipping down to her waist. Jeff propped himself up on his elbows and swallowed thickly. Now that was a sight he could get used to.
(read over on ao3)