WHO: Fakir, Duck
WHERE: The boys' room at the HT apartment
WHEN: FORWARD DATED to Saturday evening
WARNINGS: Angst, teenage arguments, possibly Christmas joy
SUMMARY: Duck has offended Fakir's delicate sensibilities, and it's about time they actually talked about it.
FORMAT: Pair o' Derps
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She knew, now that the heat of the moment had long since passed, that bringing Fakir's honor as a knight into question had been hurtful. And she'd tried to make up for it in small, wordless ways: she'd made cupcakes, put her extra blanket on his bed, gotten a nice new bar of soap that didn't smell too girly and left it on his side of the sink. But he'd been avoiding her and her gestures with his usual stubbornness.
And once again, Princess Tutu was more or less helpless to fix the problem.
Now, clutching the lamp that had once held the feeling of affection from Mytho's splintered heart, she hesitated outside Fakir's door, trying to pull together enough courage to confront him.
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"Are you just going to eavesdrop out there?"
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With an enormous effort, she managed to rein in her sputtering.
"Do you... have a minute?"
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She fidgeted, hugging the lamp a little tighter. (The funny thing about it, she'd noticed--even as far back as Gold Crown Town--was that it was always warm, but never warm enough to burn.)
"I just... I wanted... to talk about the other day."
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"I think you said all you really wanted to, so don't bother."
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"I didn't... Fakir, I'm really sorry."
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"I trusted you with a lot of things about myself nobody else really knows," he said, very quietly.
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She looked down at the lamp, suddenly wishing it could shrink her down so she could crawl into a crack in the floor and disappear.
"I was just... Rue's trusted me too, and I was so angry about what happened to her I wasn't thinking."
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"Just what did happen?" he asked instead. Mytho had seemed very upset about the whole thing, and he had forced himself to not pry.
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"Doesn't want to be around her?" he asked, quirking an eyebrow. That was... unusually straightforward of him. "He isn't usually so blunt about such things."
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She hesitated before averting her eyes and adding, "I really do care about you both."
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"Look," he said. "I know you're an idiot. Everyone close to me is an idiot. I should get used to that. But I stick by what I said, even if I forgive you for how you reacted."
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