Jason reached across the intervening space to smooth his hand across Nico’s temple, his fingers brushing back and tangling in Nico’s hair as they moved until his palm came to rest against the side of Nico’s head, pulling him back to look at him. “First of all, I do remember. Maybe it’s still a little foggy in places, but I remember. Especially the important parts.”
Under his hand, he felt Nico grit his teeth and swallow a lump in his throat. He pulled him gently forward until their foreheads were touching, eyes inches apart. “I am still in love with you Nico.”
i got reminded how much i adore this fic. so after one cathartic cry later, here we are.
I think I failed to reblog this before, but thank you so much. It’s incredibly flattering to receive fanart for some of mt very very old fanfics.
