[Shit. Abort. Abort.] No, no, it's fine. My apologies for bringing it up. I just foolishly assumed.
[Because Gerome would have thought his feelings would be the same across universes,. For he's sure he would love Inigo in every time and every space even if the feelings weren't mutual. As was the case in his timeline - if only he knew the irony of it. The similarities between this Inigo and himself. He finally chances a glance up at said dancer.]
I think I've been a bit too bold. I don't know what's come over me.
[ He says, completely as a joke - but oh, if only he knew what this Gerome's feelings were. ] - But anyway. You don't have to apologize to me, either. Let's just enjoy this dance and then I'll give you that tour, okay?
[ ... is what he says, but barely a minute passes before there's something else on his mind. ] Can I ask - were you with your Inigo?
[Ha ha, oh boy. Just like Inigo, Gerome falters just a step. He's not nearly as graceful about getting back into the rhythm though. Hopefully it passes as only a misstep. A beginner's mistake.]
My Inigo is off, happily causing trouble with Owain.
[So, no. Unfortunately. "His" Inigo. Ha, if only. What a couple of fools they are with their unrequited loves.]
[ He. Um. Yeah, that's awkward. Because Inigo feels very similarly to this Gerome - feelings of how could I like someone else? I thought I'd always love you and other things like that. ]
I guess your Inigo really is different. [ hahahahahhahahah he's so gay ]
[It's a little silly but it's not like Gerome doesn't feel the same. And he doesn't think they can be blamed - not when he's loved Inigo for so long and he has an inkling that this Inigo's feelings are the same towards him.]
[Ugh, can Inigo stop? He's blinding with that smile.]
I'm not your Gerome. And you're not my Inigo.
But I -- [He flusters. Inigo makes him dizzy. He makes his thoughts go haywire.] You keep talking like that and I find myself feeling the same. I thought being here was going to be a bother but if you're here - regardless of which Inigo you are, you're Inigo, and I --
[ Gerome kisses him, and Inigo is eager to reciprocate. He breaks their hand holding to wind his arms around his shoulders, pulling himself closer to him (closer to his lips, so warm, so perfectly Gerome) so he can just take in the fact that Gerome is kissing him. Even in his wildest fantasies, it was never like this.
The Gerome before him really is full of surprises - surprises that Inigo will have to get used to.
After a time that feels both like an eternity and not quite long enough, Inigo pulls back just enough to catch his breath. ] I- I want to be your Inigo. [ ... But his words are still light and airy, for Gerome's ears only. ] I love you.
[ Not his Gerome - this Gerome. The Gerome who asked to dance with him and then kissed him so nicely. ]
[Gerome is surprising himself, honestly. This is morwe than he ever expected to happen upon arriving in Askr. But he's wanted this for longer than he can count - longer than he'd ever say. It's worth a few calculated risks to have Inigo holding him, so close to his chest and whispering those words he never thought he'd hear.
The words bring such joy to Gerome. He feels happiness bubble in his chest, crawling right up his throat and tickling his cheeks into a smile.] I love you. I love you.
[ For the second time today, Inigo's eyes begin to well up with tears. Gerome looks so happy, and he's the one who made him this way, and he's saying he loves him with such a sweet voice and he knows it's meant for him, not for any other Inigo, so how could not just be completely overwhelmed by emotion?
He wants to kiss that smile of his again. So he does. ] I love you. I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you...
[ A tiny sniffle. ] I never thought I'd be able to say it. [ He's gay. ]
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[Because Gerome would have thought his feelings would be the same across universes,. For he's sure he would love Inigo in every time and every space even if the feelings weren't mutual. As was the case in his timeline - if only he knew the irony of it. The similarities between this Inigo and himself. He finally chances a glance up at said dancer.]
I think I've been a bit too bold. I don't know what's come over me.
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[ He says, completely as a joke - but oh, if only he knew what this Gerome's feelings were. ] - But anyway. You don't have to apologize to me, either. Let's just enjoy this dance and then I'll give you that tour, okay?
[ ... is what he says, but barely a minute passes before there's something else on his mind. ] Can I ask - were you with your Inigo?
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My Inigo is off, happily causing trouble with Owain.
[So, no. Unfortunately. "His" Inigo. Ha, if only. What a couple of fools they are with their unrequited loves.]
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[ He. Um. Yeah, that's awkward. Because Inigo feels very similarly to this Gerome - feelings of how could I like someone else? I thought I'd always love you and other things like that. ]
I guess your Inigo really is different. [ hahahahahhahahah he's so gay ]
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He's happy... As long as he's happy, that's all I care about.
[GAY!!!]
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[ A tiny hand squeeze. ] This might be a little silly - technically, we only just met... but I want you to be happy. [ G A Y ]
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Are you happy?
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I don't think I could ask for more than this. [ Getting to be a dancer, holding Gerome like this... it's a dream come true, honestly. ]
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I'm not your Gerome. And you're not my Inigo.
But I -- [He flusters. Inigo makes him dizzy. He makes his thoughts go haywire.] You keep talking like that and I find myself feeling the same. I thought being here was going to be a bother but if you're here - regardless of which Inigo you are, you're Inigo, and I --
[am desperately in love with you.]
I'm going to kiss you.
[And he does.]
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The Gerome before him really is full of surprises - surprises that Inigo will have to get used to.
After a time that feels both like an eternity and not quite long enough, Inigo pulls back just enough to catch his breath. ] I- I want to be your Inigo. [ ... But his words are still light and airy, for Gerome's ears only. ] I love you.
[ Not his Gerome - this Gerome. The Gerome who asked to dance with him and then kissed him so nicely. ]
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The words bring such joy to Gerome. He feels happiness bubble in his chest, crawling right up his throat and tickling his cheeks into a smile.] I love you. I love you.
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He wants to kiss that smile of his again. So he does. ] I love you. I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you...
[ A tiny sniffle. ] I never thought I'd be able to say it. [ He's gay. ]