My nerdfighter valentine submission~

to faithfulcat111, who said nothing about herself other than some favourite shows, and i couldn’t find any sign of her OTP in her blog so i went with doctorose, i hope i got it right. this is what happened the day rose read tfios. most of the fanfic is, i’d say, pg13 ish, but the last sentence involves the word ‘sex’ in it, so… yeah. anyway, i hope you like it! 

“Hi, Rose, say, do you thi- hi, hi, what happened?” Her eyes were red, her cheeks blushed. She’d been crying, she’s still crying, and he couldn’t live with that. She noticed right away, of course, and buried her face right inside that book once more. The blue cover had two clouds on it, and a quote that took him a minute to recall. “Shakespeare, ain’it?”

“Blimey, no,” she giggled through the tears, “it’s The Fault in Our Stars. You know that book; you’ve got me that book.”

“Oh, yeah, I remember, the guy with the puffy hair signed it for you and everything. I thought you liked that, um, what was his name, Grey?”

“It’s Green,” she said, not knowing whether he really didn’t know, or he was just trying to make her laugh. Regardless of his intent, it worked perfectly. “John Green, that’s his name.”

“What’s happened, then?” His smile was forced; he couldn’t be happy with Rose crying like this, he never could. “Want me to throw that John Mean into a supernova for you?”

Now she was really laughing. She put her mark inside the book and shut it close, then threw it at the floor. It took about three seconds for her to regret it and pick it up. “Gus is taking Hazel to see her favourite author, and he told her he loved her.”

“Well, hey, what’s sad about that? I took you to see your favourite author, that wasn’t sad.”

“They have cancer, both of ‘em. So it’s sad, shut up,” she said and giggled. By now she’s stopped crying. “You also didn’t say you loved me, that’s a huge part of the deal.”

“Give me that,” he said, grabbing the book off her hands. He opened it, turned back a few pages, and then started reading aloud. “I am in love with you, he said quie- oh, I should have said it quietly,” and then, his voice hushed, “I am in love with you. I’m in love with you, and I’m not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasures of saying true things.” The lights flickered in his eyes, and you could hear that he wasn’t Augustus anymore- he was himself. “I am in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we’re all doomed and that there will come a day when our labour has been turned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we’ll ever have, and I am in love with you.”

He looked in her eyes, just then. They were still red with tears, but they were also beautiful, and had a sprinkle of hope in them, too. Like magic, their eyes couldn’t move the other way, even blinking felt wrong, like every second of them not looking at each other is a crime against humanity. So they just looked, for a while. And then they were kissing, and then her lips were closer and closer until they touched his, ever so gently at first, then firmly all at once.


She grabbed him by the hand and dragged him to her bedroom.

“Rose, what happened?”

“Hazel and Gus just had sex.”

[submitted by itabsolutelyneedssaying]

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I once heard from a man
whose favorite word is ‘together’
that the world may be broken,
but hope is not crazy.
In reality, we are the lunatics
for the only constant
in the twisting narrative of the universe
is the tendency to change.
In truth, nothing is still. Nothing is certain.
We dream turbulent water into stones,
and cling to them as if we’ll wash away.
We forget that each certainty we weave
obscures the brilliant impossibility of
what is yet to come.
That light is fleeting, yes, but so is darkness
and it is in this ephemerality
that we find hope.