Pixie Dusting (Terence x Reader)
"You know what they say, faith, love, pixie dust, and all that." He huffed a laugh, returning to his handy work as he cradled a handful of glowing specks in his palms. He stood up from his knees, some of the dust falling away. He turned his head, offering me a blinding grin. "Oh? Is that so? And who told you that, ex...