Wish I could love you out loud/But I'll just keep it to myself
WHO: Fakir, Mytho
WHERE: Their room at Hell Towers
WHEN: Friday evening
WARNINGS: Gay, derp, derp, angst, gay, angst, derp
SUMMARY: After being called out by Rue on Wednesday and spending the past two days deliberating, Fakir decides to man up and talk to Mytho about what happened with Rue and ask Mytho to take a chance on being with him instead. Teenage awkwardness ensues.
FORMAT: Paragraphs of beetus and angst.
Fakir had developed a bad habit of deliberating too long on things. He would languish, indecisive and hesitant, until opportunities passed or were snatched up by someone else.
That night, he had deliberated on the couch for over and hour, pretending to read The Neverending Story again.
'You have so many chances thrown at your feet, and you never take them. You're a coward.'
The book snapped shut in his hands, and he sighed heavily as he set it down and got up to stalk to the room he shared with Mytho. He ridiculous was he acting, going out of his way not to even be in the same room as Mytho? He had been so firmly set on speaking to him after running into Rue, but he so quickly lost his nerve.
Well, no more. He straightened his spine and pushed his shoulders back, taking on an overconfident posture that would have amused any onlookers, and opened the door.
WHERE: Their room at Hell Towers
WHEN: Friday evening
WARNINGS: Gay, derp, derp, angst, gay, angst, derp
SUMMARY: After being called out by Rue on Wednesday and spending the past two days deliberating, Fakir decides to man up and talk to Mytho about what happened with Rue and ask Mytho to take a chance on being with him instead. Teenage awkwardness ensues.
FORMAT: Paragraphs of beetus and angst.
Fakir had developed a bad habit of deliberating too long on things. He would languish, indecisive and hesitant, until opportunities passed or were snatched up by someone else.
That night, he had deliberated on the couch for over and hour, pretending to read The Neverending Story again.
'You have so many chances thrown at your feet, and you never take them. You're a coward.'
The book snapped shut in his hands, and he sighed heavily as he set it down and got up to stalk to the room he shared with Mytho. He ridiculous was he acting, going out of his way not to even be in the same room as Mytho? He had been so firmly set on speaking to him after running into Rue, but he so quickly lost his nerve.
Well, no more. He straightened his spine and pushed his shoulders back, taking on an overconfident posture that would have amused any onlookers, and opened the door.