Feysand one shots [Temporary Hiatus]

Smushy bond thing.

Feyre POV.

I'm in my art room, rhys is in his study and lucien is on the couch chatting with mor.

'So, was the wingspan/other parts size ration on point.' I hear rhys mumbling in his study but I hear him clear as day inside my head. I giggle and respond.

'Yes but poor tamlin doesn't have a wingspan!' I hear him chuckle. I also pick up the sound of lucien asking mor what we're talking about. She shrugs it off.

Rhys' voice fills my head again, 'so does that mean he doesn't have said other part?' I burst out laughing. I hear a vague "what the-" come from the living room but pay no interest.

I instead reply, 'no, but it's so small I'm not surprised he doesn't have an heir yet!' Rhys spits out the water he was currently drinking. I see the image in my head and laugh. Unfortunately for me my mate realizes and tips back my chair causing to fall out and laugh harder.

Lucien meanwhile is just giving mor alarmed and questioning looks.

"Dont ask," mor warns, "they have this smushy bond thing."