fawnthefae | Eliot

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 was still for a beat, then slowly relaxed into the kiss.

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eliot_thespectacular

Relieved, Eliot deepened the kiss a little. Not too much, intentionally going for, well... sweet. But it was a very nice kiss.

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fawnthefae

Fawn let it linger a beat longer, then backed away shyly.

"That is nice," he admitted quietly. "You are nice."

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eliot_thespectacular

Eliot smiled genuinely at that. "Sometimes," he said. "I try. I like being nice to you. And that was, as you say, nice."

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fawnthefae

Fawn blushed, then asked something he realized he hadn't yet.

"Do you have a manfriend, or a ladyfriend. ...Or, um, a themfriend?"

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eliot_thespectacular

Eliot had figured out that Fawn might not entirely understood what labels like that meant. But hey. Who did? And besides, the answer was almost certainly the same no matter how he might define them.

"No," he said. "There's no one."

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fawnthefae

"Oh. ...Do you think you want someone? Someones? I suppose there is no set number of a one that one can has, " Fawn mused.

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eliot_thespectacular

"I... don't know," Eliot confused. "Though I - think so. I want to think so, anyway. That there might be a someone, but who knows."

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fawnthefae

Fawn nodded in understanding.

"It is strange, yes? This instinctive need to... Pair? Join. Sometimes I feel it strongly, then sometimes I do not feel it at all. Sometimes I am with John and I wish he would never leave, sometimes I wish he'd go. Then I'm alone, and it is same. I am content, then lonely. Fin must always be with people. Always. He only blooms with others, but I like being with just me sometimes. Sometimes I love me alone."

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eliot_thespectacular

"No... I understand," said Eliot.

After all, he'd been married before.

"But I think there is something in between loneliness and being... paired."

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fawnthefae

"Yes? What is it?" Fawn asked, his voice nearly a whisper. He spoke as though they were sharing secrets.

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eliot_thespectacular

There was something quite nice too about that voice.

"Connection," he said, quietly too just because of how Fawn was speaking. "But more fleeting, I suppose."

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fawnthefae

Fawn nodded a little.

"Connection, yes. Maybe."

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eliot_thespectacular

"And is that what you want?" asked Eliot. They were still standing quite close to each other. "Connection?"

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fawnthefae

"Maybe? I don't know. I don't know... John says- Says he knew me somewhere else. I don't always understand how he means, but- He says he loved me there? Speaks of another world and life. There is that connection, and it's a lot. Makes my head hurt sometimes."

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eliot_thespectacular

That might have sounded ridiculous to anyone else, but Eliot had once lived an entire lifetime with someone, thanks to a time loop. So he'd heard crazier things.

"Well... I don't know if it helps or makes things worse, but for what it's worth, I'm looking for connections too."

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fawnthefae

"You are? Yes, no, connections are good, I guess. I dunno. It's all new to me, that is all," Fawn explained.

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eliot_thespectacular

"Sure. New things can be scary." Eliot grinned. "How do you feel about kissing though?"

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fawnthefae

Eliot seemed very fixated on the whole kissing bit, and Fawn ducked his head.

"Nice, but new still," he said awkwardly, wondering if the kissing was all he was truly interested in. Fin had warned him of such things- Though Fawn was pretty sure that Fin's warning had been in reference to John.

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eliot_thespectacular

Asking about kissing just seemed less awkward than a straightforward question like "are you sure this isn't just platonic which would be fine too I guess but that would be good for me to know before I embarrass myself."

"Would you like to go to dinner with me?" Eliot asked. "I mean, to be clear... like a date. I wasn't sure if this was or not, so I really feel like I can be more on my A game, you know?"

He set aside the fact that he knew there was someone out there who wanted to marry Fawn. Because that wasn't Eliot's business, right? That was for Fawn to deal with."