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londoncallingrpg2017-02-18 07:54 pm
londoncallingmods) wrote in londoncallingrpg2017-02-18 07:54 pm
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 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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"Good," he replied merrily, happy he had found the answer to the problem. Too often it seemed he only made things worse when he spoke.
"There is a cafe," he said, pointing well down the street. The smell drifted toward them on the breeze.
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Willy smiled and headed for the door. Once there, he gallantly held it open for Fin.
"We should sit in the back," he said. "That one, back there."
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"Wherever you like. You get the table, I'll get us each a latte," Fin suggested, releasing the last of his anger with a sigh, then leaning in to kiss Will's cheek.
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Will made his way to the table and sat down, long legs splayed out under the table. He watched Fin closely from across the cafe. Every movement, every shift of posture, every expression.
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Eventually he joined the other fae, their drinks in hand.
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Willy sat up straighter and took his coffee with both hands.
"This looks wonderful," he said. He offered Fin a smile. "I appreciate that you brought it to me."
A small statement, but not too long ago he would have simply expected that Fin would serve him.
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He sipped his drink, emerald green eyes on Fin the whole time. When he finally put his cup down he said softly-
"I do like chocolates. In the case of gifts on holidays. I like chocolates."
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"I know, Will. I know. I just- I was looking for something more personal, that's all," Fin explained.
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"I would be charmed by a record," he offered. "That is personal, is it not? I think it is. Something with guitar or fiddle. I like bluegrass," he said, then took a sip. "I have not gotten a gift for you, though. You need not feel obligated to get me anything at all."
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