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Be Mine - Valentine's Day 2017
Lucky in love or not, London was a lovely place to find yourself on Valentine's Day. From romantic walks through various parks, to intimate dinners or shared deserts in the many restaurants and cafe's- There was something for everyone, because if wandering or dining wasn't for you, well, there were plenty of organised events to attend.
London couldn't claim to be the city of love, but it was certainly a city of possibilities.
London couldn't claim to be the city of love, but it was certainly a city of possibilities.
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"I wouldn't be happy," he said softly. "I'd ache every day."
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"I don't know what to do, Fin," he replied, burying his face against the man's neck and breathing him in.
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"Maybe that's okay," he said, his voice a bit rough sounding and eyes rimmed with red. "You know, people- People are always telling other people what they'd do. You know? Like, if I were you I'd blah, blah, blah- Right? They look in at your problem, and it's so clear to them how to fix it, and they say- That's how you fix it, just fix it! Right, but, would they? I mean, we all have these messy things in our lives, you know? Things that aren't tidy or aren't good, and- Maybe that's not bad. Maybe it's good to be messy. If everything was neat and tidy, or cut and dry, it would be so boring, and so- Empty. Maybe it's okay that we're like this."
He looked down at his feet, then sighed. "Neither of us knows what's meant to be. Maybe- Maybe we feel this way because the universe has plans for us. Maybe we should just let things play out, and just, you know, be careful with one another in the meantime. Maybe both be better men and better friends."
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Hex huffed a soft laugh, his own eyes a bit watery.
"Maybe," he agreed. "You make it sound so sensible. Just...try. Try harder." He laughed again, soft and just a little bitter.
"One day at a time," he said, quoting the motto of recovery.
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"You should get him a coat," he said quietly. "I've seen him around town in that shitty thin coat. ...Buy him a nice one, something warm. So when he puts it on and goes out around town, it's like you're there, holding him. He'd like that, I think. ...It's precious, but- It's not flowers and candy. It's thoughtful, like you."
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He thought then of Danny, of the shape of him, and his style. It would have to be just right. Just right. Hex wanted him to love it and wear it and, yes, think of him when he did.
Fin knew him so well. So well he could tell him what to get for his own bloody boyfriend.
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"I should go. I- I'll see you, Hex."
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Willy leaned against a pole, scrolling through his phone as he waited. News, news, videos of puppies and kittens...
He looked up when he caught sight of Hex leaving. Then he pushed off the pole and long strides carried him to Fin.
"Better now?" he asked.
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"So you attacked him?" he asked, one brow raised. "...Whatever, Will. Let's just go home."
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"That was hardly an attack," he replied. "He was not harmed. I find it unfair you think the worst of me. I only wanted to protect you. From Hex and from yourself."
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Willy was quiet and thoughtful for a moment. Ultimately he sighed and shook his head.
"I have watched mortals fight for centuries and I have never seen it stop anything other than goodwill. It opens a wound that never heals," he said.
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"I don't care. Don't attack my friends, even if you think it's for my own good," Fin said bluntly- Since blunt was the only way to be with Will it seemed, when it came to things like this. "It's controlling and I don't like it."
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The fae nodded then. Direct and firm, Fin's words struck him and stuck. No subterfuge or metaphor. He did not like it. That...that Willy could understand and obey.
"I will never do it again," he promised. "May I now escort you home?"
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"I do not require gifts, Fin," Willy chuckled. "I have you in my heart and by my side. What more could I want for?"
He paused.
"Coffee might be nice. Why not buy me a coffee?"
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Willy was thoughtful and quiet as he walked along, his arm draped lazily around Fin's shoulders.
"But you would like to give me gifts," he said. "That is your 'whatever'. I see no reason you could not give me anything you fancied. I would love it because it came from you."
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"And what is normal and healthy?" he asked curiously. To his mind it sounded silly, a bit, considering they were, each alone and as a couple, not remotely 'normal'.
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"Hmm. Perhaps we should begin with healthy. Normal does not suit the likes of us," Willy said gently. "Healthy, though. That is talking, yes? And not using my power. That is a good place to begin."
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