Kevcob Stories

Kevin and Jacob were soulmates in a past life. Kevin was a famous artist and Jacob his lover. Fast forward to the present, Kevin is an art student who works for a museum and Jacob is fascinated by a painting in the museum of a male who looks just like himself. Kevin remembers their past life and knows they're soulmates, but Jacob has no idea. double posted to ao3

Jacob woke up with a bad migraine. The only problem is that an important shooting was planned for the day that couldn't be skipped. At least he's the only one who's not feeling good and Kevin can take proper care of him ... Right? _____________ 7778 words // fluff, sickfick, slight(!) smut

"i found your number is a ferris wheel cart." "it's still there?" || lowercase ||

the classical 'oops, wrong number!' meeting. except now its instagram.

baecob ; do you pour the milk in first or cereal kev.moon ; the milk? baecob has now blocked you in which jacob meets a memey boy online who likes beyonce and pours in the milk before cereal

jacob was just so simply the center of his world.

they were told that it would become better over time, but why was it doing the exact opposite? in other words, the apocalypse is much worse than everyone thought.

sem·pi·ter·nal /ˌsempəˈtərnl/ (def.) eternal and unchanging; everlasting. ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ❝all it takes is kevin as the moon, their letters as comets, and the poet as the brightest star. only then would the night sky be truly whole.❞ ﾟ*☆*ﾟ ﾟ*☆*ﾟ [a messy somehow poetic (?) ff of the boyz' canada line]

"Kevin... I actually like you. Since college. I already like you silly. And I know you like me too." "But I do really like you..." "I like you too okay... That's why I'm asking you if... If I can take you out on a date?" "Hell yes Mr. Jacob Bae. Take me out on a Date." Little do these boys know, their relationship will change in an instant. Just like a movie.

the art kid always caught his eye.