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YET ANOTHER PSL AU POST BECAUSE WE ARE MONSTERS.

LITERALLY.

Kinda the premise.

I do?

[Martin's everything is so soft.]

I. I hope so.

[a wistful sigh, and Martin's mirroring Jon in holding his set of warm things close.]

No one's ever said...anything that nice to me before. Or given me a gift this nice.

[but it's not about the gifts.]

And, you should know... You should know that- That if it wasn't for everything...else. I've never been....happier. Than these last few months. With you.

...I'm so glad, Martin. You deserve that. And to have people think of you.

So do you.

...Not sure about that when I'm a right prick a lot of the time. Then again, if I wasn't, what would you and Tim have to make fun of?

Like I'm not an easy target, sometimes.

Only that one time you were trying to mime an ostrich.

I-! Look! I was doing my best!

I know. It was... endearing.

[Martin is NOT pouting. he's not.]

W-well. It'd better have been. Otherwise I made an arse of myself for nothing.

I wouldn't have remembered it if it wasn't, Martin.

Glad I'm so endearing at my own expense, I guess.

[Shit.]

That isn't what I meant-

[sigh.]

I know, I know... Sorry.

[He's quiet. Then slowly, reaches for Martin's hand. Just taking his fingers loosely.]

I'm sorry.

No, no, it's just me being stupid. You didn't do anything wrong.

[Martin takes Jon's hand and scooches close, his warm things still held gently in his lap.]

I'm stupid like that.

[He smiles nervously up to him, fiddling with that bracelet in his fingers.]

I am too, Martin.

[a fond smile.]

True.

[Martin lets go of Jon's hand, only to wrap his arm around Jon and pull him closer, taking Jon's hand with his other. he stage whispers in Jon's ear:]

And I love it.

[There's something like a shiver that goes down his spine at that stage whisper. He's still in Martin's arm.]

I-i'm glad.

[Martin goes in for a long, soft kiss.]

Thank you. For these.

[He tugs Martin a little closer, leaning into that kiss gently.]

Of course, Martin.

[Martin puts his arms around Jon and holds him close - the only chilly part of him being his left hand - and softly pulls the both of them back to recline properly and comfortably against the back of the sofa. he leans his head on Jon's shoulder just a bit, eyes closed and smiling gently.]

...I love you, you know.

[He moves with the motion, leaning into Martin. But his breath catches in his throat hearing that.

He lowers his voice breathing out:] I love you too.

[Martin buries his face even more into Jon's shoulder; he can't keep the emotion out of his voice.]

I'm so lucky.

I'm not sure how much you'll be saying that after everything but. I'm glad you think so.

[patiently, but firmly:] I'll be saying it as long as you'll have me, Jon.

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