Whenever he’s not on stage, wearing dresses, lips freshly rouged (he’s pretty enough to play any of the female roles), Zayn writes Niall sonnets.
And they aren’t anything that special - they’re not like they were written by the man himself, though Zayn toys with the idea of asking him how, sometimes, how does he bend the words to his will like that, make them lilt and sway so beautifully? - but he means them.
And when he reads them to Niall in the dappled sunlight of an afternoon Niall always smiles, eyes crinkled up and looking for all the world like tiny chinks of sky, which is all Zayn ever wanted anyway.
Mark/Eduardo/Dustin
Mark doesn’t know why Dustin ended up in charge of reconnaissance, because Dustin is hopeless and easily distracted, and when he comes barrelling into the coffee shop where they were pretending to be chatting, the mark hot on his heels, the first thing he yells is “Wardo, do something” like that’s not the worst possible thing he could have said.
To his credit, Eduardo calms the man down, explains away Dustin’s suspicious behaviour and extricates them from the premises; there’s a reason Eduardo is in charge.
Mark sees Eduardo crowding Dustin against a wall later, watches him whisper reproachful words in his ear whilst he palms at the front of his khaki trousers, Dustin squirming and panting and saying “I’m sorry, Wardo, I won’t do it again” (a lie), until Eduardo turns and beckons Mark to join them; Mark thinks he understands why Dustin doesn’t try harder.
Whenever he’s not on stage, wearing dresses, lips freshly rouged (he’s pretty enough to play any of the female roles), Zayn writes Niall sonnets.
And they aren’t anything that special - they’re not like they were written by the man himself, though Zayn toys with the idea of asking him how, sometimes, how does he bend the words to his will like that, make them lilt and sway so beautifully? - but he means them.
And when he reads them to Niall in the dappled sunlight of an afternoon Niall always smiles, eyes crinkled up and looking for all the world like tiny chinks of sky, which is all Zayn ever wanted anyway.
Mark/Eduardo/Dustin
Mark doesn’t know why Dustin ended up in charge of reconnaissance, because Dustin is hopeless and easily distracted, and when he comes barrelling into the coffee shop where they were pretending to be chatting, the mark hot on his heels, the first thing he yells is “Wardo, do something” like that’s not the worst possible thing he could have said.
To his credit, Eduardo calms the man down, explains away Dustin’s suspicious behaviour and extricates them from the premises; there’s a reason Eduardo is in charge.
Mark sees Eduardo crowding Dustin against a wall later, watches him whisper reproachful words in his ear whilst he palms at the front of his khaki trousers, Dustin squirming and panting and saying “I’m sorry, Wardo, I won’t do it again” (a lie), until Eduardo turns and beckons Mark to join them; Mark thinks he understands why Dustin doesn’t try harder.
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