(( Because adorable suggestions on twitter and also incredibly sweet person that needs sugary sweet drabbles. Brief downtime from commissions, whoot! ))
Kotetsu always thinks about reaching out, about lacing his fingers with Barnaby’s, gripping tight or squeezing gently as their hands…
For those that appreciate a somewhat ‘softer’ story, this is probably going to be your cup of tea :) It’s a canonverse focus, set after the epilogue in episode 25 - although for now, we are focusing on the year timeskip, following Barnaby around and watching him deal with his depression, his need for Kotetsu, and all that has happened to him since he met Kotetsu.
All of your user accounts should have imported successfully into this story (i.e. your subscription still applies here and everywhere else!), but please contact us to let us know if you have any difficulty logging in. That being said, all of the material up right now is marked free preview. There will be quite a bit more content up over this week, as I (Gali) will be writing extensively for it as the next plot arcs of Jailbait are being written.
HEY SO WHAT I SPENT MY MORNING DOING AND WILL BE CONTINUING TO DO SO FOR THE NEXT WEEK…
But really, I mean it when I say this is a softer touch ;) You don’t have the gritty, dark world of Ouropornos and all of the potential triggers of that, and you don’t have the rather convoluted relationship issues of Jailbait. So for those that find one or the other difficult to read, this story might be more up your alley!
(( Little continuation of a different verse, in which Barnaby and Kotetsu become involved in a relationship after the one year timeskip at the end of the series and not before. Previous fics here and here. Barnaby dozes off at his laptop and Kotetsu is domestic, the end. ))
Barnaby doesn’t want to sleep.
To be frank, he’s never been fond of it. Sleep hinders more so than helps, cuts time out of his schedule when he could be doing other, far more constructive things. Now, it bothers him because he isn’t awake while Kotetsu is here, when he should be at the man’s side, placed there by some fate and bond stronger than he had ever previously contemplated.
Dat fic, dat fic tho, hold my feels for me ;__;