Oh! If requests are open do you mind writing Julian discovering his lover (they/them) blushes easily? Maybe some teasing dirty talk kind of stuff if you’re okay with that? Thank you!

cherrychariot:

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_{Pairing: Julian/Apprentice
Rated: Mature
Word Count: 583}

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Julian finds them lying on their bed, spread out on their stomach as they leisurely flip through the pages of a book, but that isn’t what makes him come to an abrupt halt in the doorway.

It’s the fact that they’re dressed in one of Julian’s white shirts—and nothing else.

“Ohohoho, what do we have here?”

They look up at him and blink, eyes growing wide as they likely didn’t expect him to be home yet, quickly scrambling up in a sitting position that only emphasizes how oversized his shirt is on them; sleeves too long for their arms and the collar too wide on their shoulders.

“Julian!” they exclaim, embarrassed as their cheeks flare up pink and Julian draws closer, intrigued by the color. “I was- I was just- I couldn’t find anything else to wear and it was hot so I—”

“So you stole one of mine,” Julian finishes, a slow grin spreading on his face as he approaches the bed and they avert their gaze.

It’s not often he gets to see them flustered like this—usually it’s him taking on that role—so he plans to take full advantage.

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