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    It finally happened.

    It turns out, no matter what he told his poor Ma over the phone, Jayce could not, in fact, live off of his student loan forever.

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    Jayce gets a job at a local coffee shop to put himself through his post-grad and makes friends with the (admittedly very attractive) supervisor that everyone else hates.

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    11 Jul 2026

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    STOP I HAVE REALIZED WHY I HAVE BEEN SO MISERABLE. It’s because I didn’t know jayvik guys

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    It's easy enough for Jayce to buy a proper coffee maker for the lab. He and Viktor work a lot of late nights, after all, and sometimes they need a pick me up. It's easy enough for him to rationalize it as a gesture of friendship.

    He can't really explain the blankets, though. Or the chocolate bars. Or the snacks. Or that time he offered a leg massage.

    (Jayce is legendarily down bad for Viktor. This manifests in him making the lab as sort of a second home. Thankfully, Viktor notices.)

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    12 Jul 2026

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    AAWWW SO CUTE dundundundundun SO CUTE

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    The winter has always been rather hard on Viktor.

    Yes, the snow and frost bite into his fingers, and his cane slips on ice-slick ground, and he has to walk even slower than usual, and yes it seems as though he is permanently in a state of hypothermia, but truthfully there is even a permanent chill in the tips of Viktor’s fingers in the height of summer, and truthfully Viktor knows physical discomfort well— there is more than that. There is a yearly, omnipresent reminder of the state of his heritage, his family, of his isolation— a cruel, city-wide boast of a warmth Viktor was not lucky enough to be born into. There is the winter holiday.

    This year is much the same— a permeating chill seeping into every space he can find, lights and posters and songs celebrating something he has never had and may never have, a dorm room that is barren of Christmas and almost worse than the celebrations beyond his windowsill. This year is much the same, except for one thing. This year, there is Jayce. 

    Or, the Christmas-themed JayVik fic no one asked for but I took upon myself to write anyway.

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    12 Jul 2026

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    today I have watched both of them frickin die. not on my watch though *opens ao3* aahhh right the fluffiest one is gonna be it

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    Ever so carefully- as if his hair were made of glass instead of silk and daydreams- Viktor reaches his hand out, his fingers stretching toward Jayce’s hair. He wavers for a moment, hesitating only a second- what if Jayce pulls away? What if he is misreading this whole scenario? What if he crosses a line that cannot be uncrossed-

    He is laying with his head in your lap, Viktor chides himself. If anyone crossed a line, it was him. This is merely retaliation- the consequences of his actions. Something Jayce needs exposure to anyway.

    And with that, Viktor slips his fingers into Jayce’s hair.

    or: jayce has a thing for laying his head in peoples laps. and having his hair pet

    set during the season 1 time skip

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    11 Jul 2026

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    NO. NO. WHERE HAS THIS BEEN MY ENTIRE LIFE

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    “Well, there’s really only one option, then.” Lance says as he steps further into the room. At least he looks equally as uncomfortable as Keith feels. At least he seems to know he’s broken their boundaries.

    “Really?” Keith grinds out, but his anger is deflating. The stress of the situation is starting to wear on him and he just wants it to be over. “Because as far as I can tell, there are no options.”

    “You’ll just have to come home with me.” Lance says and Keith balks. He physically feels the color drain from his face as he whips his head around to meet Lance’s blue eyes. He doesn’t even get the incredulous question off of his tongue before Lance is rushing on to explain. “My family visits Cuba every year at this time and since they closed the borders, they’re stuck there until this is over. So my home is completely empty which means there will be tons of room for you, too! And it’s only a couple of hours away, so we won’t risk getting caught anywhere in the middle. And it’s free.”

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    The coronavirus shuts down Keith and Lance's college and Keith has no choice but to go into quarantine with Lance.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    that was indeed a warm gooey goodness my friends