You and time had a complicated relationship. For a moment, it's not the only relationship (of sorts) you have. Well -- moments. You had a habit of finding Sloan, even when you weren't looking. CW: mentioned nudity, panic attacks, grief, blood, unhealthy thoughts, death, illness, mentions of food intake, mentions of vomiting, domestic violence Tags: unrequited love (with age gap), slow burn, starcrossed, angst, lots of hurt w/ little comfort, "In every life?" "...", spotty science 18.8k words Triggering material will be red, if you would like a specific phrase highlighted, please comment!
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You sat across from the tan, very dusty person who looked caught between being reasonably concerned and thrilled. You cock your head, dust falling from your own hair at the motion.
You had blinked in in a ruin (not the oddest place you'd ever appeared). Unfortunately, for the first time, you were not alone when this happened. With a large drill pointed at you and a stern look on their face, you had shared your current occupation status; time traveller.
It wasn't like you had any previous reactions to compare it to, but you thought they reacted irrationally well. But really, for Sloan Cameron, you expected them too.
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