Summary: What if you’re always destined to find your soulmate? What if, in every
life, you get to meet them, fall in love with them, live your new life with
them, always under the same name? But what if you never remember it? Not their
face, not how they loved you. Nothing. You just have this gut feeling…
A/N: I’m so excited to post this and open the gates to the flood of fics coming to you in the next few days!!! I hope you enjoy this and leave comments!! I always read them and love them so much!!
A/N: This is probably the Most American Thing that I have ever written. And I’m not going to apologise for it. This was my life. This is what my summer was like from age 5 or 6 to age 12 or 13 minus cute gf/bf, but my family friend group definitely did the things in this fic. I miss it honestly. So here is fluff, as usual. But also is unedited bc I am lazy sorry Also note that I literally just left Elain out bc I don’t want her with Azzy boy thx so much, enjoy
Lucien was practically in heaven.
He wasn’t sure what it was like, but it must be similar to this.
Earlier that evening, Lucien had made fajitas for dinner for him, his lovers, and their friends. Rhys and Feyre had helped in the only way they could. They set up the buffet of food. Because it wasn’t just fajitas, not when Cassian was involved.
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