OPEN POST

[serenesuccessor]

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

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[honey_silk_tongue]

I know enough to know a fae was what did this to me!

[And that comes out a bit harsher then he intended.]

[shylyintrepid]

And one is wanting to undo it! I can't even curse people--I am a Tywleth Teg, I simply covet.

[honey_silk_tongue]

[He crosses his arms over his chest, taking another step back.]

The fae lie. And didn't you just say "lying is my life"?

[shylyintrepid]

[Oh, now he's sulking. Zane will find that he can't leave the area.]

You are far too smart, petit. I did not mean that literally, and not all fae lie. Leave out vital details, perhaps, but that is all. I honestly do want to help you! You are the sort of human I adore, Zane--gorgeous and pale and uniquely tragic, not the boring old typical human sort of tragic. Not to mention you're male. I never find boys to moon over anymore, it's depressing.

[honey_silk_tongue]

[Oh. He's noticing that.]

Sorry Jehan, but you must know that old saying. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice - not happening.

[shylyintrepid]

I'm fairly certain my mother coined it. Or my cousin, one of the two.

[He hair's flickering a little--the only sign that he's actually starting to get pissed as it means he's not controlling his glamor very well]

Will you at least tell me what the curse is?

[honey_silk_tongue]

Nope.

[And he pops the p in that.

Though he is tempted, but now that Jehan's revealed himself, well, Zane is just reminding himself of what happened last time he trusted a supernatural being.]

[shylyintrepid]

[Yeah, he is straight up pouting now and his glamor is flickering a lot more.

Also? Crying.]

You're dying, Zane. Or maybe something worse, I can't really tell. You're dying and I want to help and I don't know why you're being so stubborn and stupid over this! Please, let me help!

[honey_silk_tongue]

Don't you think I know that I'm dying!?

[Zane actually screams this, taking a shaky breath as his hand reaches back to rubs the mark.

It hurts.]

God I hope I'm dying.

[shylyintrepid]

It might be worse. Depending on the faerie who cursed you and why, you may not die but be turned into a thrall of some sort. I can help you! Even if it's just changing the curse a little, like Marianne did for Sleeping Beauty. Please. I want to help!

[honey_silk_tongue]

Help me by leaving me alone!

[Or letting him leave, he really wants too. He wants to go home and hide in his room for a little while and have Rika eventually coax him out with cake.

His eyes burn as he presses the heel of his hands to his eyes.]

I know you're from a different court or whatever but- but your kind is what did this to me in the first place. They tricked me with kind words a-and I just-

Just leave me alone.

[Oh here are those tears he's been fighting back.]

You don't know me. You don't owe me anything. Just let me leave.

[shylyintrepid]

I want to know you, though.

[He moves to go to Zane but thinks better of it]

Please. I'll--my name. I can give you part of my name, enough to hurt me if I go back on my promise to help you as best I can.

[honey_silk_tongue]

I'm not worth knowing.

[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.

[shylyintrepid]

You are.

[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]

[honey_silk_tongue]

[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.

[shylyintrepid]

It's temporary.

[Jehan actually materializes out of the rosebush, smiling a little]

Just a hiding spot.

[honey_silk_tongue]

Really hope my sister didn't see that.

[He means the glowing bush.]

[shylyintrepid]

[He shrugs]

It wasn't there for very long. I was just waiting for you.

[honey_silk_tongue]

Feels a bit stalkerish, not going to lie.

[He passes by Jehan, turning to walk backwards so they can continue their discussion.]

[shylyintrepid]

It's a fae thing. I can't help it.

[He follows after him]

This is the first time in several decades that I've wanted to do half of this stuff.

[honey_silk_tongue]

Stalker~

[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.]

[shylyintrepid]

I'm only a stalker if I try to hurt you.

[He waits behind Zane as he fumbles for the key]

Will you invite me in? I can't go in if you don't.

[honey_silk_tongue]

Actually, I think stalking also counts if you leave flowers on my bed stand. Breaking and entering and all that.

[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?

[shylyintrepid]

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.

[honey_silk_tongue]

So not helping your case.

[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.