For Feuilly

[petitpoete]

At present, is sitting on his bunk, folding and unfolding his fan, thinking of Feuilly and missing him terribly. There may even be a few tears, which is just wrong on a Jehan.

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[drinkwithfwee]

*since tears are very wrong on a Jehan, this would be a Feuilly knocking gently on the door and calling softly through it* Jehan?

[petitpoete]

*grins and jumps off the bed to tackle his Feuilly* I'vemissedyousomuchwheredidyougo?

[drinkwithfwee]

*is quite gleefully tackled* I think I got myself a bit lost. Missed you too, cher.

[petitpoete]

*plants little kisses all over his face* Don't you ever do that to me again, or I shall be quite cross, alright? *attempts to look so, then breaks into a smile again*