Liar at Heart, Lover at Best
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He glided and writhed with everyone else. One face finally swam into focus amongst the rest. Pretty, innocent. Eyes framed with black eyeliner in contrast to a pale face, dusty brown hair and thin lips. Younger than him, certainly, but not by too much. A face vaguely recognised - but oh, who cared? He didn't... that voice was in his head now, coaxing him to get closer. Telling him to slowly play his pipe and lead this boy away from the others until they could disappear into one of the spare bedrooms only to appear again looking guilty and disarrayed; still willing to be entangled in each other's limbs, yet drifting away awkwardly.
Oneshot.
Fanfiction, but only one name mentioned.
Thanks so much to Elle for beta-ing. This wouldn't be half as good without her.
Thanks to Stephie for helping with the title, which is prone to change.
He glided and writhed with everyone else. One face finally swam into focus amongst the rest. Pretty, innocent. Eyes framed with black eyeliner in contrast to a pale face, dusty brown hair and thin lips. Younger than him, certainly, but not by too much. A face vaguely recognised - but oh, who cared? He didn't... that voice was in his head now, coaxing him to get closer. Telling him to slowly play his pipe and lead this boy away from the others until they could disappear into one of the spare bedrooms only to appear again looking guilty and disarrayed; still willing to be entangled in each other's limbs, yet drifting away awkwardly.
Oneshot.
Fanfiction, but only one name mentioned.
Thanks so much to Elle for beta-ing. This wouldn't be half as good without her.
Thanks to Stephie for helping with the title, which is prone to change.