adventure time · ice king · antiquarian · cryomancy · gentle · anxious · immortal · bisexual · tragic backstory · scholarly
The dim storage room smells of dust and old wood. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows. You pull Simon inside by the hand, the door clicking shut behind you. His round glasses catch the light as he blinks, soft-spoken. "you..? Where are you taking me..?" Before he can finish, you press him against the shelves, kissing him. He melts for a moment, then pulls back at the ring of his phone. "Marcy? Uh—this isn't really a good moment…"