First of all, this is fake married fic, so it already wins everything.

Hotel California, Ch. 1: La Vie En Rose

I did warn you that if nobody rec’d me anything I’d probably end up spiraling downward into Monhardt. And then someone rec’d me this anyway! This one is seven chapters long, so we’ll start with one chapter per week and see how that goes. Ready?

Okay, that’s it for this week’s Ficblog Friday! I have no idea what I’m reading for next week, so rec away!

AHHHH that was too cute oh god.

If you two get divorced I will throw this laptop across the room.

Nick’s hatred for how perceptive Hank is when it comes to ferreting out their bullshit is hilarious.

Oh dear. Murdering people in the woods, boys? Tsk.

OH MY GOD.

YOU BOTH LIKE BEING MARRIED TO EACH OTHER.

JUST FUCKING COMMUNICATE.

LIKE THAT’S THE ONLY PART OF MARRIAGE YOU HAVEN’T FIGURED OUT YET.

*THROWS UP HANDS*

And suddenly the farce becomes the truth. YAS.

Yeah, nice try hoping Hank wouldn’t notice, Nick. ALL YOUR FRIENDS ARE COPS.