TypicalCrazyFangirl

Regret. Jack hated that the first thing he felt was regret. He hated that he felt clammy and his blood felt cold. Jack watched as Mark smiled slyly at him, leaning back against the table with an straightened back, a strip of skin showing as his shirt lifted with the motion. His eyes darted to the hint of a happy trail and felt his cheeks start to burn. Mark took notice and stretched further, an eyebrow raised. Jack felt his heart start to pound heavily in his chest as the other man pushed off from the edge of the table and floated over to him with soft footfalls. “You know Jack, I can’t imagine being here all alone, it must have

Jack awoke the next morning feeling excited. His potion was done, and Mark would be coming back for it soon. The feeling of guilt was still ever present in his mind and he didn’t know whether to shake it away or not. He grabbed the tornado shaped bottle and shook it, the red substance swirling around like a sandstorm. Giggling, Jack spun around gracefully with the vial held tight against his chest, and placed it back down on the table. Sighing, he grabbed his knapsack and left the cabin, letting the aged wood slip past his fingers to close behind him. It was a beautiful day, with the sun shining and streaming through the trees, the brig

Mark headed back to his car and grabbed his box of Honey Nut Cheerios to munch on as he contemplated what had happened. He had found the Draoi, and had even been given a gift, no, two gifts! With another one in the works! Which reminded him of the potion he had taken a sip of while on the way from the forest. The American leaned back in his seat, wondering how the warlock could be so kind. He wondered if it had anything to do with how the Draoi had looked at him when he first showed up. Leaning against the doorway in exhaustion, the man had looked surprised, cheeks even brightening a tad. Mark shook the thought away, perhaps the Draoi had bee

“Adair Uchei, You have been found guilty of Conspiracy to Murder. You are sentenced to imprisonment until your days end.” Jack kneeled in the small doorway, bent awkwardly at the hip. He’d dropped Reanna off at the palace and moved carefully through the caverns to the Court. It had been hard to believe but he saw with his own eyes as Adair was on his knees in front of Rowan, the Queen. He watched as Adair turned to leave, being dragged to his punishment. The faerie turned his head slightly and caught sight of the Draoi, a sly grin spreading across his face. Leaning towards Jack, the flittering creature spat on the ground in

"You can't come with me?" Mark asked, the gap between the two seeming small, but feeling large. “I can’t leave the forest. Not unless it’s for a spell. I can't move closer to the town, that cabin has been there since the first Draoi practiced magic.” “What happens if you try?” Mark asked. Jack sighed and stepped onto the road, no longer in the forest. Immediately, his pale skin began to tinge red and he whimpered in pain as sores opened on his arms. The skin blistered and Jack’s knees buckled, forcing Mark to try and hold him up. Jack shrugged Mark away and stepped back into the forest, the sores c

Jack smiled, walking over to where Mark sat after he had eaten the granola bar. “Alright, stand up.” “What?” “Stand up.” Jack held out his hand, and hesitantly Mark took it, being pulled up to place pressure on his feet. “You’re heading back to civilization, my friend.” Mark’s face dropped at the thought of walking another 2 hours. “I’m so tired, it’ll take forever to get back!” Jack chuckled, leading the other man outside to the edge of the woods. “I know a shortcut.” Mark was about to open his mouth when Jack held out his hand to the woods.

"Hi." Jack raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Hi? That's it?" Mark huffed and dragged himself closer, awe being the last thing on his mind. “I’m a bit tired after that 2 hour wa- is that a glass of water?” Jack held out the glass silently, leaning against the doorframe with a coy look. Mark walked forward and took the glass, quickly downing the liquid. As he exhaled heavily, he looked at the Draoi, realization dawning over him. “You’re the Draoi.” Jack nodded, smiling and turning towards his cabin. He beckoned to Mark to follow him, and took a quick sip of his coffee. “Took ya long enough. And you