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He wasn't terribly musical, if he was honest. He could sing, and he'd written lyrics for Will in the past, but when it came to instruments, he knew little. His piano was poor, his attempts at drumming when he was younger had been a failure, but he could play a bit on the guitar. It was a skill he was attempting to improve as he sat beneath a tree in the park, a cigarette dangling from his lips as he strummed to himself.

Dark sunglasses hid his eyes, and Keats lay nearby, keeping watch as much as he was keeping Fin company. A few stray chords settled into a familiar song, and Fin hummed a bit before removing the cigarette from his lips and starting to sing.

"The door slammed loud and rose up a cloud of dust on us. Footsteps follow, down through the hollow sound, torn up... And you will go to Mykonos, with a vision of a gentle coast, and a sun to maybe dissipate. Shadows of the mess you made..."

He fumbled a bit, swearing under his breath as he strummed a bit more, jumping ahead in the song.

"I remember how they took you down, as the winter turned the meadow brown. You go, wherever you go today..."

He made it through the rest of the verse before fumbling again and starting over, pausing to stub out his cigarette and give it a proper try this time.

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prince_of_nymphs

"What about our world isn't?" Fin asked, and it was clear he was speaking only of magic. "You've told me horror stories of your youth. Dangerous situations you had no choice but to participate in. There's a price for our talents. This is part of mine. All I can do is be thankful that my situation may improve. Will is trying to change, he at least understands what he did was wrong and why."

From:

akatawitch

"Fuck that," Sunny snapped, so upset now that she was shaking. "Training your talent and being in a relationship are not the same thing."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

Fin said nothing, and after a moment he returned to his guitar, strumming something slow and sad.

"It is what it is, Sunny."

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akatawitch

Much as she didn't want to do this, Sunny's eyes decided for her that she was going to start crying now. "Jesus Christ, Fin, fight. I know I don't know if I'll be able to make eye contact with you if you actually choose him, but this isn't a choice."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"Fight how?" Fin asked. "I'm still looking at options, a way to- I don't know, break the bond, but I don't know if it's breakable. My best option right now is to simply survive within its rules. I'm living in Phouka and Winter's old flat, close enough to keep the bond happy, but far enough that Will knows he still has work to do. It's not perfect, but it's something."

Fin sighed again, then wet his lips nervously. "Besides, Will deserves the chance to prove he's changed."

From:

akatawitch

"Of course it's breakable," Sunny said almost before he'd finished. Not a little because she thought, no, no Will didn't. "Any bond can be broken. The problem is finding the right tools to do it."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"Really, you're an expert on fae bonds now?" Fin asked, looking a bit annoyed. "Do you think I haven't done any research? That I've not looked for a way yet? I'm blind, not bone idle."

From:

akatawitch

"I didn't say that," Sunny shot back. "I have no idea what the hell it is, but I do believe it's out there."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"Well I don't want to hold out hope, alright?" Fin sighed. "I'm not giving up, but I need to learn to live this way. I need to find a way to find joy in the meantime."

From:

akatawitch

Of course he did. Because it he didn't, it would probably kill him.

Though the sudden lack of opposition made her soften down too, and she just made a futile effort of scrubbing her cheeks with the back of her hand. "I have to hope."

From:

prince_of_nymphs

"I know," Fin said softly, falling silent for a moment as he picked at the strings of his guitar.

"When I was really little, and things between my parents were just starting to get tense, my mum used to always put her records on to cheer me and Pippa up. Beatles, Stones, Paul Young... God, there was a lot of Paul Young sometimes. However, the best, in my opinion, was when she'd put on The Kinks. I'm fairly certain it's physically impossible to be unhappy while listening to The Kinks."

He started to strum again, this time a bit more upbeat, and though he was clearly still learning, this was obviously one of the first songs he'd taught himself, as he barely fumbled at all.

Grinning, he bumped Sunny's shoulder with his, a wicked little grin on his lips as he started singing Better Things to her in a quite loud, but thankfully melodic, voice. Clearly aiming to embarrass her just a bit with some attention.

From:

akatawitch

The song was corny as hell, and as it turned out it was really hard to keep scowling. Actually, she started blushing and bit her cheek against the laugh that was trying to bubble up. "Dammit, Fin!"

From:

prince_of_nymphs

Fin kept playing, the smile in her voice enough to lighten his mood. He played all the way to the end of the song, then leaned over to give her cheek a kiss.

From:

akatawitch

Sunny made a little noise of displeasure and hit at Fin's arm with limp-wristed blows, universal little sister for 'get off, you idiot.' "Stooooop," she whined, but her voice was clearly trying not to laugh.