The Demon's Lexicon (spoilery spoilers if anyone ever plans to read those)
[taking this literally because fuck you, curtainfic, I CANNOT WORK WITH YOU.]
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"Hey, are those valances?" Jamie pounced on a bunch of fabric that for all Seb knew might have been a pleated miniskirt. "I'm not entirely clear on what valances are but I want some. D'you think these are them?"
"Dunno." Seb shoved his hands deeper into his pockets. "What are we even doing here?"
Jamie glared at him. "Shopping. It's a normal, boyfriendly thing to do for people who are not supernaturally preoccupied. We are being boyfriendly."
"Oh. Okay." Apparently when love didn’t make you feel broken, it made you feel stupid instead. Stupidly happy. He could work with that.