momolady:

An incubus story! Another sugarey sweet confection at least in my opinion. A commission for the lovely @cyrenfae. This story is told in first person, just so ya’ll know! I hope you all enjoy!

I’ve been noticing this guy lately. He popped up once when I was buying underwear at the mall, then again the next day when I was running late for work. After that, I just kept seeing him in random places everywhere I went. He’s that trope, you know, tall, dark, and handsome. And when I saw dark, I mean he has this dark foreboding aura surrounding him. He takes that Jane Austen brooding hero to the nth degree.

   I keep wondering, every time I see him if it is fate at play. Like, do we keep running along the same path because we are supposed to? Or am I just filled with romantic notions and Disney princess songs and being silly? I see him so much though that sometimes all I can do is think that it’s meant to be.

   One evening, I’ve left my apartment to go get coffee. I’m feeling rather down on myself and need something just to perk me up. Something sweet with extra whipped cream and sprinkles to make me feel things will be ok. Only thing is, when I go to pay, I can’t pay. I’m lower on funds than I expected, part of why I’m feeling so down.

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