Eliot

[fawnthefae]

 Fin was supposed to be taking him to meet a friend, but when he'd gotten a job at the last minute, he'd insisted Fawn Go without him.

"Eliot's nice," his brother had said. "You'll like him, Fawn. Trust me."

And so Fawn had set off to the bar. It was nearly closing time and he moved through the dwindling crowd, heading towards the bar. He was the spitting image of Fin, a bit slighter, his hair much longer. He also dressed far more casually than Fin, favouring tunics over robes.

Nervous, he took a seat at the bar and looked around.

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[fawnthefae]

Fawn made a happy sound, almost birdlike and very sharp.

"I am nice," he agreed, oblivious to the fact that wasn't how he ought to respond.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Nice and also terribly pretty," Eliot said. "Like the flowers." And then leaned in and kissed Fawn's cheek.

[fawnthefae]

Fawn looked startled, then blushed again. John was the only person he'd ever really kissed or been kissed by, and he still wasn't sure he knew how to react to such things.

"I... Thank you," he said, stumbling over his words a little.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot immediately got a little flustered at Fawn's reaction. "I'm sorry," he said immediately. "I was just - is it okay that I was flirting? I can... not."

[fawnthefae]

"I- No, it's fine. I just- I don't kiss much," he admitted awkwardly. "There is John, and we kiss often, but... Well... Um, mostly it's just been him. I do not indulge like my brother."

[eliot_thespectacular]

The choice of the word "indulge" Eliot actually found kind of charming, given what he knew about Fin. Even if Fin hadn't wanted to indulge with him. Well. It was complicated, clearly.

"Oh, you ah, have a boyfriend?" Eliot asked, trying his very best to simply sound curious and not awkward.

[fawnthefae]

"Yes, he is male and we are friends," Fawn said looking pleased that he knew that boy and male were similar things. "He wishes to wed me, but Fin doesn't think I should, and... Well..."

Fawn paused, trying to form his feelings into words Eliot would know, aware his own language was obscure.

"At first that was... Big happy. Exciting, yes? Then- Velofess. ....Um- Like when your stomach is bubbles? But bad ones. Bad bubbles. I felt scared. I like John, he is kind to me, but I am free. I'm wild, as Fin says."

[eliot_thespectacular]

It took Eliot a moment to even translate all of that to consider how to respond, which wasn't entirely clear anyway. One thing he didn't want to do was try to define boyfriend, because well, labels sucked anyway. And "he wishes to wed me" seemed pretty clear. Well, so much for was this a date. He might have wondered why Fin failed to mention that his brother too was unavailable, but then... why did he even think this was a setup in the first place?

But then again, what about all that "I am free" stuff? So much for knowing how to respond.

"Commitment can be really scary," he finally settled on. That seemed like a good response.

[fawnthefae]

"Yes," Fawn agreed, nodding. "And I am not sure it is for me."

[eliot_thespectacular]

Maybe this was a bit too pointed, but Eliot couldn't help but think it was a useful question. Well, useful for Fawn, maybe not useful for him. "Well ah... how did you feel about me kissing you?" It was just a kiss on the cheek, but still. It had made him blush.

[fawnthefae]

"It was nice," Fawn replied bashfully.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"I don't want to make you uncomfortable," Eliot said gently. "I think you are attractive and nice. But I will not flirt, if you would rather I not. I am perfectly happy to just make a new friend." He crossed his fingers over his heart. "I promise."

[fawnthefae]

Fawn didn't fully understand the gesture, but he liked it, and after a beat of observation, mimicked it with a bright smile.

"I will say if I am not good with things. ...Stuff. Um, actions," he promised, using the best words he had.

[eliot_thespectacular]

How sweet and positive he was was absolutely charming, and Eliot knew this was stupid. He should insist he be more clear, or maybe he should just... not.

But instead, he offered him his hand to hold. "Will you show me the plant from your world?"

[fawnthefae]

Fawn nodded, grinning as he took the offered hand and tugged Eliot along.

"The flower lady has been helping. Ivy, yes. She is Ivy. They're so big! Bigger than on my home," he added, pulling them to a stop by a large purple vine with plump almost crystal looking fruit hanging from it.

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot looked surprised. "Oh, that's... beautiful.'

[fawnthefae]

"They are nearly ready," Fawn said, glancing over. "A week, maybe? Then they will be ready to-"

He mimed harvesting fruit.

[eliot_thespectacular]

"What does it taste like?" asked Eliot curiously, before leaning in to sniff.

[fawnthefae]

"Sweet," Fawn said. "Like... The fluffy candy? The candy like a cloud, you know?" Fawn said. "They had it on the station... Mine was pink."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Cotton candy," said Eliot with a smile. "Sweet... juicy, too? It looks like... if you bit into it, it would just explode in your mouth."

[fawnthefae]

"Yes, very wet," Fawn nodded, excited to talk about things from home. "Like a river."

[eliot_thespectacular]

"Sexy," said Eliot with a quirked smile. "Well I... hope it goes well, your ceremony."

[fawnthefae]

"Maybe you can come," Fawn said. "I will ask Fin. If we can not have a big gathering, maybe a small one is okay."

[eliot_thespectacular]

Eliot smiled. "Only if I wouldn't be intruding," he said. "Only if you both want me there."

[fawnthefae]

"I will tell him. ...Ask him," he corrected himself. "We could invite many friends. ...Or many as will fit in our home."