Silver prefers not to stay in the rain.
Written for the prompt: Shaving fic. Flint shaving Silver, or Silver shaving Flint. Something where the intimacy and eroticism of that act is highlighted, as well as the amount of trust it requires.
It startled him, this happiness; he wondered how the joy he felt could still be this sharp.
Or, two scenes from a cottage, December, 1719.
Written for a prompt request on Tumblr.
Set postcanon, in a universe where Silver and Madi come to live with Thomas and Flint and everyone reconciles and blahblahblah. Silver has a bad habit of leaving for days at a time because Feelings Are Hard.
Silver trespasses personal boundaries with galling ease.
Bookmarked by allthosewitches
28 Dec 2018