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Willy knew Fin's favourite places to go and for many weeks he had avoided them all. He had settled into his little cottage hidden deep in an alley. He had come home, it felt like. He wasn't there much, though. He had let his music take him and he performed almost every night at clubs and bars around the city. Anything to fill the hole in his heart.
But today he couldn't hide away forever. He missed Fin terribly. He thought today he might see if he could find Fin...if only to see him.
Fin's favourite cafe had always been comfortable, a place with familiar food and familiar faces. Willy walked in, no longer a familiar face to the regulars. He scanned the crowd and found Fin sitting in the back, reading what he could only assume was a script. Willy hesitated a moment, asking for a tea with milk and sugar. When he had it, he casually walked back to where Fin sat.
"Hello, my friend," he said softly. Hesitantly. He stood still, waiting for a sign he might be welcoome.
But today he couldn't hide away forever. He missed Fin terribly. He thought today he might see if he could find Fin...if only to see him.
Fin's favourite cafe had always been comfortable, a place with familiar food and familiar faces. Willy walked in, no longer a familiar face to the regulars. He scanned the crowd and found Fin sitting in the back, reading what he could only assume was a script. Willy hesitated a moment, asking for a tea with milk and sugar. When he had it, he casually walked back to where Fin sat.
"Hello, my friend," he said softly. Hesitantly. He stood still, waiting for a sign he might be welcoome.
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Date: 2017-08-15 06:57 pm (UTC)Honestly, it was all a bit frightening. There were so many feelings there, hurt, guilt, anger- It was overwhelming, but this felt like a good start to repairing the damage done between them.
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Date: 2017-08-15 07:13 pm (UTC)Willy nodded, toying with his cup. He thought for a long moment about what to say. About whether they should leave it at that and he should go.
But he didn't want to go.
"What is it you were reading?" he asked, nodding to the papers.
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Date: 2017-08-15 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-08-15 11:34 pm (UTC)Willy nodded and smiled, small but proud. Fin was so talented. He had always admired that talent.
"I think you will be tremendous in any role," he said. "Do you have plans to take the stage again? I would like very much to see you there again. You shine."
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Date: 2017-08-15 11:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-08-16 12:08 am (UTC)"Would it trouble you if I came to watch?" Will asked, genuinely not wishing to intrude. He knew how personal Reap was for Fin.
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Date: 2017-08-16 12:17 am (UTC)"You're part of the reason that show even happened in the first place, I'd never make it so you weren't welcome," Fin replied, shaking his head. "You're a big part of that story. ...That time in my life."
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Date: 2017-08-16 01:39 am (UTC)"Then I would be pleased to come," Willy said. "I will watch for the advertisement."
The prince lifted his hand and ran his fingertips across his lips. New lips of a new mouth he still wasn't accustom to. He found himself tracing the shape of his face and his hands quite often. Learning this new self. The glamour he'd worn for so long felt natural. But this was no glamour and he was having a difficult time with himself.
"I should go," he said quietly. "I have intruded on you too much."
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Date: 2017-08-16 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-08-16 02:00 am (UTC)"I would like to speak to you again," he said. "Perhaps...text me? When you feel ready. First we need the fresh start," he said and rose from the chair with the same regal grace he'd always worn.
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Date: 2017-08-16 07:23 pm (UTC)Fin remained seated, watching Will rise and nodding just once.
"Perhaps," he agreed, not ready to make any promises.
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Date: 2017-08-16 10:25 pm (UTC)This hadn't gone as terribly as Willy feared. Not well, but not awful. Things were still in limbo which was, really, the best he could hope for.
"Then I bid you good day," he said, giving Fin a proper bow before he turned to leave. And he must leave, for he feared he might fall at Fin's feet and beg for something the fae could not yet give.
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Date: 2017-08-16 11:14 pm (UTC)Fin watched him go, feeling as though he should say something, but failing to find words. He always needed a script most when there wasn't one to be had.