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The hardest part was keeping the lies straight.
"I thought you were only having one of your eyes done?"
"I did, the other I had done abroad- It was a spur of the moment choice..."
"Your so pale now..."
"The medication, it doesn't sit well with me."
"You're so thin!"
"No appetite. It'll get better though, I'm sure."
He'd anticipated that though. He'd known he'd need to lie and fib left and right, until people just accepted he could see again- And that perhaps he was still a touch unwell. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the resentment that many of his old friends seemed to suddenly feel towards him. It was one thing when Fin was a rising star- But pitiable because of his disability. Now, however... Now he was already receiving television and film offers left and right, and that... That apparently upset a few people.
He'd been leaving one of his favourite coffee shops when he nearly walked right into Phil. A man he'd worked with many times in small productions. A good actor, but older- Perhaps past his prime in the eyes of many.
"Oh! Phil, how brilliant to see you," Fin had smiled, offering his hand, and looking puzzled when it wasn't taken.
"Brilliant is it?" Phil replied, raising a brow and ignoring the offered hand. "So posh sounding these days, Fin. I don't remember you being posh- Not when you were sleeping on the streets, begging for parts. ...Wouldn't know you were dragged up in Manchester with that posh voice you put on."
Fin's smile faded slightly, and he forced an uncomfortable laugh. "Bad habit, I suppose," he said awkwardly.
"Not a habit," Phil assured him. "Just as fake as the rest of you, that's all."
Fin's smile faded completely then, aware that people were staring now. "Right," he said awkwardly. "Well, I should... I should be off."
Phil smiled then, a vicious smile. "I suppose so. That casting couch wont get warmed without you. ...Catch something, have you?" he added, looking Fin over with a sneer. "Should be a bit more cautious, Fin. ...Or is it Finlay now?"
Fin didn't answer that, he simply turned away trying to hide the embarrassment he felt as he started walking and brushed off a young woman who tried to stop him for a selfie.
"I thought you were only having one of your eyes done?"
"I did, the other I had done abroad- It was a spur of the moment choice..."
"Your so pale now..."
"The medication, it doesn't sit well with me."
"You're so thin!"
"No appetite. It'll get better though, I'm sure."
He'd anticipated that though. He'd known he'd need to lie and fib left and right, until people just accepted he could see again- And that perhaps he was still a touch unwell. What he hadn't anticipated, however, was the resentment that many of his old friends seemed to suddenly feel towards him. It was one thing when Fin was a rising star- But pitiable because of his disability. Now, however... Now he was already receiving television and film offers left and right, and that... That apparently upset a few people.
He'd been leaving one of his favourite coffee shops when he nearly walked right into Phil. A man he'd worked with many times in small productions. A good actor, but older- Perhaps past his prime in the eyes of many.
"Oh! Phil, how brilliant to see you," Fin had smiled, offering his hand, and looking puzzled when it wasn't taken.
"Brilliant is it?" Phil replied, raising a brow and ignoring the offered hand. "So posh sounding these days, Fin. I don't remember you being posh- Not when you were sleeping on the streets, begging for parts. ...Wouldn't know you were dragged up in Manchester with that posh voice you put on."
Fin's smile faded slightly, and he forced an uncomfortable laugh. "Bad habit, I suppose," he said awkwardly.
"Not a habit," Phil assured him. "Just as fake as the rest of you, that's all."
Fin's smile faded completely then, aware that people were staring now. "Right," he said awkwardly. "Well, I should... I should be off."
Phil smiled then, a vicious smile. "I suppose so. That casting couch wont get warmed without you. ...Catch something, have you?" he added, looking Fin over with a sneer. "Should be a bit more cautious, Fin. ...Or is it Finlay now?"
Fin didn't answer that, he simply turned away trying to hide the embarrassment he felt as he started walking and brushed off a young woman who tried to stop him for a selfie.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:23 am (UTC)"I'm not sure it's possible to get close enough to warm you up," he flirted back. "You're alright, yeah? Just promise me whatever this is, you're alright."
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:28 am (UTC)The cab pulled up at Hex's, and Fin was grateful for the excuse not to answer.
"I'll pay," he offered, pulling his wallet out before Hex could stop him.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:34 am (UTC)"Come in," he said. "Now that you can see and not just hear me describe it."
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:36 am (UTC)"Oh, Hex- This is lovely. And you have it all to yourself now?" he asked. "That's brilliant."
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:41 am (UTC)Although...since she'd been gone he hadn't heard from A at all. He couldn't say he wasn't relieved about that.
"Come in and have tea. And I have food, too."
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:44 am (UTC)He didn't even really mean to do it. he just found he liked being near the other man.
"So what about this video then? What were you hoping to do?" he asked.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:49 am (UTC)He was babbling a bit, as he always tended to do to a certain degree when talking about sexy things with Fin. He couldn't help it. It gave him ideas. Ideas a faerie prince would probably kill him for.
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Date: 2015-11-12 01:52 am (UTC)"...Do you have one?"
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:04 am (UTC)"Take a look," he said. The kettle was boiing so he left Fin to explore while he prepped two mugs.
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:07 am (UTC)"Have you ever..."
He trailed off, holding the toy up and wiggling it suggestively.
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:45 am (UTC)He paused and dug in the bag and came out with a glass toy that was a knobby staff with a flared base.
"...Something simple. I swear it'll blow your mind."
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-11-12 02:53 am (UTC)"We, ah...we're taking things slow. Being mates before anything else. I care about him. I really do, so much, but...well, I've got to get laid sometimes so I go...out. For that."
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Date: 2015-11-12 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-11-12 03:00 am (UTC)But then he smiled softly.
"I do like snogging him, though. We spend time just kissing and touching. I adore those days. Do you do that? Have days where you and Will just lay about and kiss and touch just because you can?"
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Date: 2015-11-12 03:12 am (UTC)He was talking, yeah, but he was watching Fin delicately explore the toy with curious fingers and he couldn't help that the sight went straight to his cock.
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Date: 2015-11-12 03:23 am (UTC)He turned the toy over in his hands, then put it down.
"Will's good like that though, he's very open. At one point he even told me I could be with other people if I wanted- Though I never took him up on it. Not many other people tend to catch my eye- Pun not intended."
His gaze lingered on Hex though, the look meaningful, if not slightly innocent.
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Date: 2015-11-12 11:54 pm (UTC)He smiled just a little and tilted his head.
"Maybe someone'll catch your eye and you can cash in his offer, yeah?" he asked, lingering to look in Fin's eyes, then he tore himself away to make up the tea.
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Date: 2015-11-12 11:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-11-13 12:31 am (UTC)"So..." he said awkwardly, not sure what to talk about.
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