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Fawn was out, exploring the world. At first John had been worried about him, but now he was confident the nymph was safe. And he was building them a house. A house. He was going to live in a house with a bloke he'd fallen for in less than a week. He was dizzy with love and he felt easily thirty years younger.
And yet, in the back of his brain he kept thinking of Fin. He'd fallen for him, too, and knew he was being a proper cunt not calling or texting more than a yes or no.
come to dinner with me at 9 at Ginger's. I miss you
And he did. He missed Fin terribly. It was complicated- when he missed Fin he felt like he was unfaithful to Fawn. And yet, when he was so overjoyed to have Fawn in his arms, he felt unfaithful to Fin. There was no winning.
His clothes were new, but the same uniform as ever. He'd had to buy a new coat after Scotland, so at least that was broken in, but his trousers and shirt were still crisp and fresh. He looked put together until his shadow of stubble and unwashed, wild standing hair completed the picture.
John got there at 8 and got a table. He ordered a beer, took out his phone, and waited.
And yet, in the back of his brain he kept thinking of Fin. He'd fallen for him, too, and knew he was being a proper cunt not calling or texting more than a yes or no.
come to dinner with me at 9 at Ginger's. I miss you
And he did. He missed Fin terribly. It was complicated- when he missed Fin he felt like he was unfaithful to Fawn. And yet, when he was so overjoyed to have Fawn in his arms, he felt unfaithful to Fin. There was no winning.
His clothes were new, but the same uniform as ever. He'd had to buy a new coat after Scotland, so at least that was broken in, but his trousers and shirt were still crisp and fresh. He looked put together until his shadow of stubble and unwashed, wild standing hair completed the picture.
John got there at 8 and got a table. He ordered a beer, took out his phone, and waited.
