Autumn, in Orpheus' opinion, is better than winter, though only slightly. The days are not as short as they will be, but sunlight is still more difficult to come by than he likes.
Still, there are things to celebrate, and though he often drifts into melancholy, he's been feeling a bit more upbeat lately. The presence of a certain god of music in
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Scorpius doesn't bother with a couch or chair, choosing instead to sit on the floor near Orpheus and the fire.
"It's nice."
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"It is nice, yes. Much more so than some of the others."
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"Much more. Does this, er - Mean you're happy?"
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"I have been recently, yes."
His song takes on a slightly playful turn. "And how have you been?"
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"Happy too," he says.
With a dopey grin that tells all, really.
"What's got you so happy?"
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"Something like what's got you so happy, I'd guess."
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"You've got yourself a boyfriend too, then?"
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"I think he'd object to the term."
And he's still smirking. "But you've got one?"
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"Who's your bloke, and why would he object to the term? Have you tried smirking at him?"
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"Apollo. And I've smirked at him a great many times."
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Albus is as heart-quickening cute as Orpheus' smirk, really.
(Or so Scorpius thinks, because the other boy certainly does a number on him.)
He blinks out of his Albus daydream.
"Apollo-Apollo?"
Because there could be other Apollos.
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"Yes, Apollo-Apollo."
There's only one as far as Orpheus is concerned. In that...multiple worlds way.
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They likely make a rather good-looking, smirk-y pair.
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"Interesting?"
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Then he reconsiders: "Intriguing? Sort of - " He gestures vaguely. " - Yeah."
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"Curious?"
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