- now he saves his notes and shuts his computer down and tells the dogs it's time for bed. it's over. everything that's been preoccupying him has been forcibly removed from his list of priorities, and it's never going back.

cannon should be what his world revolves around. cannon is his world, his best friend, the most important part of his family now. there's no room for anything else to take precedence again; he never should have let it happen in the first place.

he lifts his sleeping husband's arm and slides beneath it, his own winding around the other man's waist as tightly as if he thinks they can fuse, and he murmurs quietly to him as he settles down to sleep.

in steven universe, they fuse and two things become one thing.

so he's heard. jareth doesn't watch cartoons often.

they fuse and they become one thing and if people could do it, jareth rocheforte would never exist as an individual again. he's better with cannon, he's always better with cannon, everything is better with cannon.

for almost six months, jareth's only issue with the world is that he and cannon can't literally fuse into one being, but now -