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London Calling Mods ([personal profile] londoncallingmods) wrote in [community profile] 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.
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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Sunny had only curled tighter into herself. She ignored everything he said and instead put forward her own question. "Is something wrong?"
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[personal profile] faizel 2017-03-07 05:10 am (UTC)(link)

Faizel looked over, then shook his head.

"No. I was feeling overwhelmed, but I took a moment to calm myself, and now I feel better," he said honestly. "It helps sometimes, when I feel- Overstimulated, I guess would be the word? Anyway, it helps to just take a moment to breathe. To remind myself that my worries are in my head alone. It's strange, I was getting so good at just- I don't know, faking it, I suppose. I could fake calm so well, and then- I stopped. Being able to fake it, that is."

He was silent a beat, and he looked thoughtful, rather than purely sincere, as he offered what he said next.

"I suppose it's just important I remain genuine around you."

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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
Sunny very nearly told him to get the fuck out at the no, because that wasn't true, but the rest of it... well, at least he wasn't saying there was nothing wrong, either. And that she could work with.

Aside from the fact that it felt like being punched in the stomach.

"... Oh." She hid her face in her knees. Which entirely subverted her attempt at a nonchalant tone when she said, "I didn't think I was that scary."
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[personal profile] faizel 2017-03-07 09:31 pm (UTC)(link)

"That definitely isn't what I just said," Faizel replied. "This isn't fear of you. It's a combination of anxiety of some sort, and a need to be, as I said, genuine around you."

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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)

"You didn't always have anxiety attacks around me," Sunny mumbled.

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[personal profile] faizel 2017-03-07 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)

"I didn't always allow my anxiety to show around you," he countered calmly, going silent for a moment, then exhaling softly through his nose.

"I am as I am, Sunny. If you are not happy, say so. I don't wish to be the cause of your upset, but I can not pretend the way I once did. That person wasn't- He wasn't real. He was all false bravado and hidden fears. That man went home exhausted from playing up a persona, hating himself as attempted to be someone else, and imitated what passed for socially acceptable to the best of his ability. That man- That part- It was easier to play when it was once in a while. When it was all just- A maybe. This is real, this is genuine, and I wish to keep it that way. However, if you are not content, I will go. No hard feelings. I will accept your choice, and I will leave you to pursue someone more prepared to give what you desire."

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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)

Sunny couldn't look at him. She wanted to rant, she wanted to swear at him. She wanted... well. He had warned her. But she hadn't understood. Hadn't understood what he was really keeping from her, the breadth and the depth of it. So she'd just tried--not always very well, but she'd tried--to pull herself further and further back to keep from upsetting him. She was quiet for a long time, letting herself give in to an idea that had uncomfortably been sitting with her since Halloween.

"... If that's how it is," she murmured, tears of frustration and humiliation stinging her eyes, "we have no business trying to make anything romantic happen here."

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[personal profile] faizel 2017-03-07 10:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't believe that, but- I will go then," Faizel replied quietly. He still believed all that was required was time. He had thought he was improving constantly, but Sunny clearly did not, and seemed to have no interest in waiting longer. That hurt, but he accepted it. He wouldn't demand anything from her she was unwilling to offer.

Getting to his feet, he slipped his hands into his pockets and looked down at the ground.

"For what it's worth, I was happy, and I was trying to improve. I apologize for being unable to do so as swiftly as you wished. Know that I have enjoyed our time together very much, and care for you deeply. ...I hope that despite your unhappiness we can remain friends. For now, however, I will leave you in peace. Goodnight, Sunny. Be well, and not a stranger to my door."
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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)

Sunny's fingers dug so hard into her palms that she drew blood. Her voice was high and tight, on the verge of hysteria. "I need you to stop talking and leave right now."

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[personal profile] faizel 2017-03-07 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Faizel didn't fully understand where the anger was coming from, but he understood enough to take her words literally. Nodding, he said nothing more as he turned to see himself out.

The last thing he wanted was to upset Sunny more than he already had tonight. He only hoped that in time they'd be able to sit and discuss this all as friends.
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[personal profile] akatawitch 2017-03-07 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
The sound of the door closing was all the permission Sunny needed to go to pieces, melting across the couch and bursting into tears. She had to do things like figure out what she was going to do with dinner, with the flowers... and none of it mattered then. Not a fucking bit.