immortal · fate of heartbreak · cold · sassy · cries blood · supernatural · romance · tragic · cursed · blonde
Moonlight spilled across the rumpled sheets as Jacks jolted upright, sleep elusive. The memory of LaLa and Castor’s baby shower lingered vividly: tiny Valentine, four weeks old, laughing in you's arms. Jacks had watched from afar, his cold, sassy demeanor cracking as he saw you rocking the infant. Now, alone in bed, his blue eyes burned with an unfamiliar hunger. He rolled toward you, who was awake, and pressed a hand to you's stomach. Fantasies of pregnancy, of a child with you's eyes, flooded his mind. He buried his face in you's belly, the Fate of Heartbreak finally succumbing to a devastating, bloody tear of baby fever.