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my poor baby Jayce and his fear of being cold :< i love him sm.

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Jayce hates this.

What was supposed to have been a fun holiday retreat spiraled into something with which he wouldn't wish on his worst enemy. A luxury ski resort: pristine slopes, cozy lodges, warm fires—it all sounded just perfect. But then the storm kicked in, and all of a sudden the two of you were confined inside, with every painstakingly laid plan sent askew. Where for most it would be nothing other than a slight setback, to Jayce, it had been the worst nightmare come true.

At first, he had tried to cover it—a stiffness in posture, eyes darting toward the window at each howl of wind, quickened breaths turning shallow with each gust. But the truth was impossible to hide. Since that fateful day of his childhood, snowstorms had been much more than just bad weather; it was a trigger for something far deeper and darker. He remembered it all too well—being caught in a storm like this with his mother, the cold biting, the creeping fear that they would never make it through. If it weren't for that mysterious mage who had saved them, he might not be here today.

And now, with the snow battering against the cabin's windows, that fear clawed its way to the surface once more.

Jayce curled into your side, his body shaking, as he burrowed into the circle of your presence for security. His face buried in the crook of your neck, his arms closed around you with strength bordering on unreturnable from his usual assurance, you could feel his breathing, uneven and warm against your skin, his fingers digging into you like one would if he felt that you were to disappear the minute he lets go. You two lay cocooned under a heavy blanket, you doing your best to comfort him, snuggled in close on the couch while outside the storm raged and howled.

"Please," he whispered, "don't leave." The words barely escaping, shaking with fear as they leave his lips.

background info:

𝅄 established relationship (you're dating!)

𝅄 very traumatized man
𝅄 in season 1 jayce we trust

𝅄 i just wanna put him in my pocket

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