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Less than three hours ago Tevaughn had come crashing into his life. He should have been reeling from it still, and yet- No, not so much. If anything, the world seemed a bit more stable now. Things that had seemed strange or unexplained now made sense. The troubles of his past had a new context, and Fin- Fin found himself feeling more like himself than he had ever had before. 

He was no longer cold, and though his heart was still filigree and enchanted, it no longer beat at random- It was steady, rhythmic and calm. The hate in his gut had been destroyed, and all seemed well. ...Everything had a price though, and this time the price had been something he was supposed to have surrendered a long time ago. Finlay Flynn was no longer mortal, undead or otherwise. Finlay Flynn was fae. Had always been fae- Only lost, then damaged, then nearly destroyed. 

His skin was warm to the touch now, though it was still ever so faintly blue in certain lights, as were the whites of his eyes. He seemed taller now too, as though his bones had been stretched out slightly, everything sharper, less delicate.

The strangest thing, however, was the buzzing feeling in his blood. Magic, Tevaughn had said. Too weak now to do anything, but something that would grow in time. It might take weeks, possibly years,  to come through, but- It was there. It was there, and it felt- It felt wonderful. It was like having something returned to him that he'd never even known he'd lost.

He knew he ought to go directly to Will, to hunt him down and tell him everything he'd missed- But for the first time in years, everything in the world just felt right, and Fin found himself sitting outside a cafe instead. No cigarette in hand, no pills or poisons, just a cup of coffee and an understanding that the world as he knew it was about to change quite drastically.

Date: 2016-05-29 11:55 pm (UTC)
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Willy thought about that for a long moment and then they were interrupted by a server who brought Willy the tea he always drank here. He smiled at her and when he touched her hand she smiled a smile of pure joy.

A little magic never hurt anyone.

Except when it did. He turned his attention back to Fin and shrugged.

"The fae do not go lightly into war, though I would not discount battles. Many battles with my kin, and those of Air and Darkness. And when my mother hears...well, in truth she likely already knows. What I did not comprehend she likely knew when she set eyes on you. That would explain why she has never liked you."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:05 am (UTC)
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Willy had a hearty chuckle at that and sipped his tea to silence himself.

"No. We will not, nor any holidays. It might be wise to leave London. It might be wise to go live on the moon. But I have never been wise and I am not afraid of battle, Finlay, my love. And so we shall weather whatever storm comes our way."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:17 am (UTC)
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"Likely not," he answered, sorrow shadowing his face for a moment. "It may be we must send them to safety, though I do not believe they will go. Winter can be quite stubborn and the Phouka, free though he may be, will stay by my side. It would be better to give them weapons and training."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:27 am (UTC)
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"That is precisely what I am suggesting," Will replied. "I will not have either of them caught up in this without protection. And I will not have Winter forced to use his magic again to protect himself."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:33 am (UTC)
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"Winter is brave and strong in spirit. I do not doubt he will shine," Willy said. He sipped his tea again and then put the cup down so he could reach across the table to stroke a finger along the back of Fin's hand.

"We must all be brave," he said. "And you, too, must learn to protect yourself."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:47 am (UTC)
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"Should I be upset?" he asked. "I see no reason to be. This answers many questions I have never given voice to, and yet it changes nothing. I love you and would be bound to you. This may be a blessing. Together we will have incredible power. Even now your magic is singing to me as it never has before."

Date: 2016-05-30 12:51 am (UTC)
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"If it has, I am unaware," he said, giving Fin's hand a squeeze. "But I think we can both agree I am not the most attentive fae," he added, giving Fin a smile.

Date: 2016-05-30 01:03 am (UTC)
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"A very good idea. When we finish here we will go to the bakery...and then to buy spirits. She is fond of amaretto and we could soak the cake in that. Then she will love us regardless," Willy replied. He felt a bit naughty saying so, and even naughtier that he would exploit such a weakness, but it was that or lose their Brownie and he could not let that happen. He wasn't about to clean up after himself.

Date: 2016-05-30 01:42 am (UTC)
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Willy took one more sip and then put his cup down.

"No need to wait. There is tea a-plenty at home," he said. He got up, his lazy slouch making him look terribly relaxed and at ease, but when he stood he felt his pocket to make sure he had the cold iron dagger tucked away. Just in case. He'd taken it when they'd left the flat because he had assumed, incorrectly of course, that the Unseelie had taken Fin before the Summer War.

And it seemed he wasn't entirely wrong in the assumption he may need it. He'd carry it everyday from now on.

Date: 2016-05-30 01:54 am (UTC)
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Willy felt it too and he gasped softly. Pulling his arm in, he hugged Fin's wrist to his body. He struck out for the bakery down the way to buy a lovely butter cake. When he inquired he was told they could soak the cake for him in brandy and he agreed to that. Meg would like brandy as well.

While they were soaking the cake he looked at Fin and then bent to whisper in his ear.

"Are you sweeter than any cake?" he purred. "When we get home I will have a taste and see..."

His hair his his face as he pressed it against Fin's neck and breathed in the fragrance of him and then kissed the warm skin.

Date: 2016-05-30 02:01 am (UTC)
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Willy moved to his ear to whisper.

"I would cover you in cream and honey and lick you until I was drunk," he said, then sucked slowly on the lobe of Fin's ear. In that moment he completely forgot that they were in the bakery. Fin's power may be weak but it was there and Willy had never found him so insanely distracting.

Date: 2016-05-30 02:10 am (UTC)
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When Fin pulled away Will found his arms empty and his lips growing cold. He didn't have time to lament, though, because the baker came back with their cake in a tidy box. Willy paid and then escorted Fin out to the street.

"I need to get you home," he said. "Before I get arrested for indecency."

It was such a beautiful day, he thought. The sun was out, the birds were lively, and Fin, his own true heart, was well and whole and magic. Danger be damned, he would enjoy this moment.

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