1) Call out one of my muses! 2) Post a prompt, song lyric, picture, or anything really and I'll come up with a starter~ All AUs welcome! 3) Hard mode! No Enjolras
Of course, over the next few days there are flowers delivered every day to Zane and occasionally poems as well. Every morning there's a rose of a different color waiting on his nightstand and whenever people are dicks to Zane they are very quickly handled. Jehan is quite serious.
It's about a week later that there's any sign of the faerie himself, though. A glowing rosebush appears in Zane's yard]
[The amount of teasing he gets for those flowers and poems from his sister is ridiculous and somewhere down the line he might try to smother Jehan. With love. And a pillow.
Waking up to find the rose on his nightstand everyday is a bit unnerving, he won't lie about that. He suppose it's a bit sweet, though. He's not sure.
He's walking home from a late shift when he sees the glowing rosebush, and can't help but sigh. His lips quirking up as he looks around.]
Cutie, you know a glowing rosebush is gonna be hard to explain.
He's doing a bit better since they last spoke. He's had time to think, to digest everything. A large part of him still doesn't trust Jehan as far as he can throw him, but there's a tiny part that reminds him that... Well. What harm can it actually do? He's already dying.
He pauses at the door, fishing his key out of his pocket.]
I just send a brownie or a pixie with those. I don't actually enter your house.
[He shrugs]
I told you. You caught my attention, Zane. You...you're the first person in decades I've actually been interested in and I want to help you and get to know you and maybe even love, if it goes that way. You're a lovely person.
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[And there's part of him that actually believes that.
He shakes his head, giving a soft sigh. A few tears slip down his cheeks.]
If you want to know me, let me go. Try again in a couple days.
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[But he vanishes, him and the maze. Zane is free.
Of course, over the next few days there are flowers delivered every day to Zane and occasionally poems as well. Every morning there's a rose of a different color waiting on his nightstand and whenever people are dicks to Zane they are very quickly handled. Jehan is quite serious.
It's about a week later that there's any sign of the faerie himself, though. A glowing rosebush appears in Zane's yard]
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Waking up to find the rose on his nightstand everyday is a bit unnerving, he won't lie about that. He suppose it's a bit sweet, though. He's not sure.
He's walking home from a late shift when he sees the glowing rosebush, and can't help but sigh. His lips quirking up as he looks around.]
Cutie, you know a glowing rosebush is gonna be hard to explain.
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[Jehan actually materializes out of the rosebush, smiling a little]
Just a hiding spot.
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[He means the glowing bush.]
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It wasn't there for very long. I was just waiting for you.
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[He passes by Jehan, turning to walk backwards so they can continue their discussion.]
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[He follows after him]
This is the first time in several decades that I've wanted to do half of this stuff.
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[Said in an actual teasing tone.
He's doing a bit better since they last spoke. He's had time to think, to digest everything. A large part of him still doesn't trust Jehan as far as he can throw him, but there's a tiny part that reminds him that... Well. What harm can it actually do? He's already dying.
He pauses at the door, fishing his key out of his pocket.]
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[He waits behind Zane as he fumbles for the key]
Will you invite me in? I can't go in if you don't.
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[He looks and Jehan, curiously as he opens the door, stepping over the threshold before turning to look at him.]
Are you going to tell me why you're here and turning my house into a green house?
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[He shrugs]
I told you. You caught my attention, Zane. You...you're the first person in decades I've actually been interested in and I want to help you and get to know you and maybe even love, if it goes that way. You're a lovely person.
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[But it does get a chuckle.
The chuckle dies when he answers the question. Zane frowns, looking at him with both eyebrows raised.]
I'm nothing special.
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[Teasing! He's teasing!]
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[He laughs]
Am I allowed in?
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But! Rika's not home. [He takes a step back.]
I have one condition.
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No. Rule #1 of my house. No magic period.
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[Small grin.]
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