petty_dabbler

Valentine's day had been something. He'd had his own odd afternoon with Fin, and he'd heard stories from all over the city of love and lust, there were even three murders, all jealous rages. The Sun had a full two page write up.

But then, like most things, it died down and blew away in the wind of the ever advancing tomorrow. By the time John spied Fin at the cafe near his flat he'd almost forgotten how he'd been so insanely possessive, and why he'd felt so strongly when he had no right...

"Oi," he smiled, settling in across from Fin. "Care if I wait for my sandwich with you?"

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prince_of_nymphs

Fin was waiting for his coffee, and he nodded a little as he offered a tired smile.

"Yeah, of course," he assured him.

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petty_dabbler

"Late night?" he asked casually. Three more people came in, adding to the queue already waiting. This was going to take forever.

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prince_of_nymphs

"I'd almost call it an extremely early morning," Fin smiled. "I know it's creeping up to midnight, but I start filming in two hours. I didn't want to wake Hex, so I headed out before he officially called it a night."

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petty_dabbler

"You have to film at this hour?" he asked. "That's bollocks. Only people like me ought to be out now. I'm going to be up til sunrise."

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prince_of_nymphs

"Night shoots are hard to fake," Fin smiled, offering a little shrug.

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petty_dabbler

"You make a good point. It' still bollocks," he said. The door opened, but no one else could get in without some real budging up.

"This place is crazy. Want to abandon the order and we'll go someplace with faster take away? I've got my car outside and i can get you tot he set on time..."

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prince_of_nymphs

"I've got time," Fin nodded, since, like he'd said, he wasn't due on set for about two hours. "A meal or something would be nice. We can get drive through and take it to yours, if you like."

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petty_dabbler

"If you think my flat is a dining destination, maybe you better call off sick from work," he chuckled, then moved away to tell the girl at the counter to cancel them, then he caught Fin's eye and went to meet him outside. His car was parked down the road, an eyesore amongst the modern vehicles.

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prince_of_nymphs

"You know, I could help you get a new car," the fae said as he approached John's ride. "Something from this century, perhaps?"

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petty_dabbler

"There is nothing wrong with this car," John insisted. "Just because it's old and a bit beat up doesn't mean you chuck it in the bin for something shiny. Toyotas last forever."

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prince_of_nymphs

"Perhaps, but a new Tesla wouldn't stink of cheep ciggies," Fin said as he got in.

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petty_dabbler

"It would by week's end," John laughed. He rolled into traffic and set out to the north.

"Where do you fancy for food?" he asked. "We've got two hours, all the money, and the whole city before us."

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prince_of_nymphs

"Which place does the vegan burger? I could fancy that," Fin said, looking around the car as he spoke, as if absorbing what John had been up to via cigarette ash and rubbish.

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petty_dabbler

"That place is west," he said, darting his head to look round, then abruptly changing lanes.

There was a reason Chas wouldn't ever let him drive.

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prince_of_nymphs

Fin laughed, holding on tight. "You're a lunatic," he said.

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petty_dabbler

"You're a girl," he accused, but once he got into the lane he needed, John drove by the book.

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prince_of_nymphs

"Sexist," Fin tutted, shaking his head at the other man.

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petty_dabbler

John flashed a bright smile at that, then pulled out a fresh cigarette.

"Why don't you drive?" he asked. "I don't understand people who don't drive."

Most people didn't need to cover the sort of ground he did, either. Such a strange thought.

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prince_of_nymphs

"What's the point? If I need a car I call one. For everything else, I take the tube," Fin smiled.

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petty_dabbler

"But then you have to wait on a car, or wait on the train. You can't just go," he said. Traffic slowed to a crawl and John opted to turn the heater on. It only blew from one vent onto the glass and one vent straight onto Fin's ankles.

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prince_of_nymphs

"I have the time," Fin purred, "Besides, learning to drive now feels like work."

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petty_dabbler

"Don't you ever have to act like you drive?" he asked as the window came down. The night was chilly, but John heater was the one thing in the car that worked, and worked well.