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Fifty sentences on the Hero of Sablier: Jack Vessalius.

I do not own Pandora Hearts; everything here is fictional, no profit intended.




#01 - Motion
The spring was wound, and the lock released; and for a moment, Jack was blinded by how bright Alice's smile was when the music started playing.

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fandom ♪ Pandora Hearts
pairing ♪ Jack/Glen
rating ♪ PG

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It's freezing cold, and Jack is drenched. )
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fandom ♪ Pandora Hearts
pairing ♪ Jack/Glen
rating ♪ PG-15

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"Are you awake?"

"I am now."

"Sorry."

"Go back to sleep. It is far too early on a Sunday to be up and about."

"Says the man who wakes up at six-fifteen in the morning six days out of seven. I can't."

"..."

"I mean. Er. I suppose."

"..."

"D-don't stare at me like that!"

"Is that...?"

"Don't say it! Don't even think it!"

"I seem to remember paying it the generous amount of affection last night..."

"That's - - !"

"..."

"..."

"This may be my new favourite way of silencing you."

"That's unfair."

"Life is unfair."

"You are unfair."

"Fair enough."

"Wh-what - what are you doing - oh. Oh, heavens, Glen, this is embarassinnngh - "

"Rise and shine, Jack. And good morning to you too."
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fandom ♪ Pandora Hearts
pairing ♪ Jack/Glen
rating ♪ PG

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"What are you doing?"

Glen was impressed that Jack's voice could still reach that pitch. All of twenty-one years old and the other boy (adult, now, for the entirety of five months) apparently still possessed the capability to make his eardrums bleed.

"Nothing," he replied, and watched as Jack frantically gathered more bubbles to float over a rather sensitive part of his body. "Do go on."

"Glen," Jack said, regarding Glen with the sort of look he usually reserved for ladybugs, "I'm taking a bath."

"I was just checking up on you."

"I'm taking a bath!" Jack near-yelled, twisting to pillow his arms on the rim and glare at Glen. "What part of that needs checking up on?!"

Glen shrugged. "Perhaps you might hit your head. Again."

"I was sixteen, that hasn't happened since - "

"Or you may slip on the floor."

" - how can I even get out when you're - " His hands made frantic little wriggling motions, and Glen stared at the clean line of Jack's collarbones, " - here - "

"Or you may ingest the bubble bath formula."

" - I'm not five!"

Jack huffed.

Glen merely made himself comfortable on one of the porcelain ledges, and pulled out a book from his cloak. Jack gave a defeated sigh and sunk up to his chin in the vanilla-scented bubbles, muttering something that suspiciously sounded like 'wrinkly prune'.

"You might not want to stay in that bath too long," Glen said conversationally, turning to the page he had bookmarked. "You might melt." He paused thoughtfully. "Or I just might decide to join you."

"Glen!"

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