𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙢𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩-𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙨 || ʲ. ʰᵒˡˡᵃⁿᵈ

// the sea beast, jacob holland x fem!reader

"You've changed."

"Don't lie to yourself."

"Okay fine, you haven't." He pauses, lips pursed in thought, "You're still a pain in the ass."

"Aww."

What can two years away do to old friends?

Not much, from my experience.

But for two hunters with no real form of communication in those two years, it's no surprise that a sense of unfamiliarity has grown between them. What kind of life did they lead away from the other? Did they replace them? Did they have new friends?

. . .did they have a new lover?

Feelings are confused as two life-long companions are forced to keep secrets, information of their pasts scarce and vague as they attempt to reconcile a friendship built on hiding.

Who's to blame them? They've spent every waking moment growing up together, so when they're separated and meet back up again after all this time. . .they'd want to comfort the other by pretending as if nothing has changed at all, right?

But secrets are made to be spilled, and the truth comes out eventually. No matter how good you think you are at hiding it.

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Don't take this description too seriously, I plan on making this lighthearted I'm just a homosexual and therefore, dramatic.

Also PLEASE DON'T SKIP CHAPTERS DEAR GOD EACH ONE HAS PARTS OF THE PLOT ONE WAY OR ANOTHER DON'T SKIP IT