Fin

[willysilver]

It had taken some time to work out the magic for something so grand and so permanant. He'd waited until Fin had finished painting him and then one day when the younger man had gone to work Willy remained in the flat and had set about making the change.

His new body was roughly the same size. Same height. Same shoe size. But his skin was much darker- not as dark as the Phouka, but Willy had decided if he was to change it would be a complete change. His hair grew wild and curly, the white shock disappearing as his mane became a rich, dark colour. His eyes remained green for a bit and then he decided that to should go and as he looked in the mirror his eyes became a rich, dark colour of their own. He wore his own clothes-the black jeans and heavy boots and today a black t-shirt from a Led Zeppelin concert he'd gone to long ago.

It was a massive amount of magic and it left him weary. He went to the sofa and laid down, the television on but set to a music channel. Willy closed his eyes for just a short nap. But he didn't wake up until he heard the lock click and the door begin to open.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin only moved to put the tray on the floor, then settled in close with his arms around the fae. It was early though, and eventually he slipped off, picking up his well worn leather journal and settling into a plush chair in the corner with his feet tucked beneath him as he wrote.

The sound of an aluminium can as it skids across the pavement,
That sound is all I hear.
Even your voice fades, as the world around me mutes and offers me a serene moment.
Your lips, slightly parted-
The shapes they make as you speak.
Your eyes, wide open-
The secrets of time within them.
Dark locks around your face, straight, now curled tightly.
The scratching of tin against pavement.
Cold against my bones.
Warmth from your hands.
It vanishes, and you fill the void.
You fill me, until I'm whole.
The sound of birds, wings flapping, branches bending.
That sound is all I hear.

Beneath those words he sketched the fae quickly, documenting this moment to be kept forever.

[willysilver]

Willy slept deeply and well and for hours and hours. He woke when the clock in the main room chimed midnight. He got up then, eyes bleary, and he walked out of the bedroom. His hair was a cloud of curls.

"I thought you would be in bed with me," he said. "Come...come to bed with me, precious."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Sorry, just- The luxury of being able to put my thoughts to paper was too tempting. I've missed that. Missed not having to set up that bloody laptop and headphones just to get my thoughts out. ...To document things on a whim, not after following some long and boring set up and procedure," Fin confessed, putting his notebook down and getting to his feet.

"How are you feeling? You look better- Slightly more here, in the moment. You looked a bit lost before."

[willysilver]

"I love watching you write. You are a brilliant writer. So much talent with your words," Willy replied, coming closer to Fin. Now, with his hair, he towered over him even more.

"I do feel better, but I still have concerns about changing. I can still glamour myself so people forget my face and music until they see me again, but what of a name? What do you think? Shall I remain Willy Silver or should I shed that as well?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I think you should do whatever feels right for you," Fin replied, draping his arms over Willy's shoulders and pushing up onto his toes to make up for the difference in height.

"I love your name, but you could have a million and I'd treasure them all, and etch each one into my heart."

[willysilver]

"Perhaps I will call myself what you call me. Will. I do so love when you call me Will. What do you think of Will Argent? People will ask less questions if I have a different name..." he said quite thoughtfully.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"If you like it, then that's what you should be," Fin smiled, shrugging one lean shoulder, then leaning in and stealing a quick kiss.

"Stanley keeps telling me I should just go by Finlay Alexander. He says Finlay Flynn sounds like an action star, and I'm no action star. ...Just seems like a lot of fuss over nothing though. Who cares what my name is?"

[willysilver]

"I like Finlay Alexander," Willy replied. "Perhaps now that we've both changed in body we can change in name and reinvent ourselves completely. What do you think?" he asked cheerfully as he bent down to kiss Fin's jaw and neck, the words coming between the kisses.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You do make it sound terribly tempting," Fin grinned. "Or maybe that's just your lips. is there magic in those as well, hmm? Do you cast spells each time they press against my skin?"

[willysilver]

"Mmm, I could. Every kiss could be an enchantment," he replied. He hardly had the strength for more magic but he kissed Fin and there was the perfume of lavender. Another kiss and the tingle of champagne on the man's skin. Another kiss and a delightful warmth seeped into Fin's skin. "Do you like that?" the prince asked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin gasped in pleasure, nodding his head slightly.

"Don't though. You're still tired, you must be," he said softly. "Are you hungry? You never ate last night before you drifted off. I can cook if you like. An omelette maybe? A special treat?" he suggested, smiling as he brushed his thumb lightly over Willy's lips.

[willysilver]

"I could eat you up," he replied, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But an omelette sounds delicious. With cheese and mushrooms, yes?"

And as an afterthought he added-

"Please?"

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Look at you, minding your p's and q's," Fin teased. "How can I say no when you ask so nicely, hmm? Go on, go get comfy- See if there's anything on telly perhaps, and I'll bring your food through when it's done."

[willysilver]

Will got up then and smiled at Fin. THe smile was different and yet just as radiant as ever. Wide and bright, teeth white and straight. The fae pulled off his pyjamas and got distracted in front of the mirror. He studied himself, touching his new body, his new face. As much as this was different for Fin it was different for him, too. He had always been as he'd been. A new form was a source of endless curiosity.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin wasted no time making them each an omelette, vegetarian for Will, a little bacon in his own. He then made a full pot of tea before taking it through.

"Come eat, you can enjoy yourself later," he teased.

[willysilver]

"I am quite pretty, am I not?" he said happily, wandering over to Fin and the food. The eggs were still steaming and the tea piping hot.

"This smells delicious," the fae said. "You are too good to me. So very kind."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"More beautiful than the first blooms of spring," Fin smiled. "My favourite flower that blooms year 'round."

He leaned over and kissed the fae's cheek. "Eat up now, Will. Before it gets cold."

[willysilver]

Will. Will Argent. Yes, the longer he looked at himself the more he felt that was right.

The fae joined Fin and tucked into the omelette, eating happily and sipping his tea.

"Your poetry pleases me. I think we should collaborate on writing music. If the songs are god we could sell them to singers of note. Adele or Sam Smith..."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin looked at Will as though he were mad, then laughed.

"Somehow I don't see my words winding up on a pop chart," he smiled. "It's kind of you to think they might though. ...Besides, I'd rather focus on my next play."

[willysilver]

"Do you have an idea for your next play?" he asked between bites. Fin had his full attention- the food was delicious but he ate automatically, far more interested in hearing what his evermore had to say.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I have an idea of what I want it to be about, but no solid story yet," Fin confessed. "I find my writing is strongest when I focus on things I'm fixated on. So, it seems like the best topic might be sexuality."

[willysilver]

"Fascinating. I will be happy to help you research such a topic," Will flirted.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"You've already done a lot," Fin smiled. "Without you, Will, I'm not sure I'd have ever embraced who I am, my desires and needs."

[willysilver]

"I am glad for that. You are a blossom yourself, blooming even now as you explore your needs," Will said warmly. "You are so terribly beautiful; you should live a sensually satisfying life."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin smiled at that, eating a bit more before moving to pour them each a cup of tea.

"You never asked for details- About what I did with Hex. You're aware of his videos, aren't you?" he asked curiously, never sure how much attention Willy paid those sorts of things. It was one of the many things he loved about Will, if he was honest. The way he could be so deeply involved in the mortal world, yet casually disinterested in things at the same time. It was such an odd balance, one he himself could never seem to achieve. Fin was always either miles away from it all, or drowning in it.