[ Laslow didn't expect to meet another version of himself in Askr. Sure, there were how many Lucinas? Four? But another him still felt... odd.
But despite their differences (Inigo - he still went by Inigo - wholeheartedly pursued dancing, while he went to Nohr and ended up fighting in another war) he has quite a lot in common with Inigo - most notably, their deep love for a wyvern rider with a mask and impressive muscles.
And bless Gerome's heart, he loved them both. For some reason. Not that Laslow has any reason to complain - gods, if he had to fight himself to date Gerome... that would definitely be the icing on the weird cake.
As it is, the three of them are curled up together underneath a tree, Inigo dozing a little on Gerome's shoulder while Laslow quietly plays with his fingers. After a moment of silence, though, Laslow turns to give his love a kiss on the lips.
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But despite their differences (Inigo - he still went by Inigo - wholeheartedly pursued dancing, while he went to Nohr and ended up fighting in another war) he has quite a lot in common with Inigo - most notably, their deep love for a wyvern rider with a mask and impressive muscles.
And bless Gerome's heart, he loved them both. For some reason. Not that Laslow has any reason to complain - gods, if he had to fight himself to date Gerome... that would definitely be the icing on the weird cake.
As it is, the three of them are curled up together underneath a tree, Inigo dozing a little on Gerome's shoulder while Laslow quietly plays with his fingers. After a moment of silence, though, Laslow turns to give his love a kiss on the lips.
He could get used to this, he thinks. ]