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winter_wisp) wrote2017-03-07 07:43 pm
winter_wisp) wrote2017-03-07 07:43 pm
Phouka
Valentine's had passed, and as lovely as that day had been, Winter found himself still caught up in the lingering romance of the day. He'd taken to watching romantic comedies, rather than horror flicks. Had even started reading more romantic novels, rather than the historical novels he'd been swimming in before. He even found himself tidying up more, keeping the bedroom neat and inviting, so they'd both be more inclined to linger there.
And tonight? Tonight he had decided they should go out to do something romantic. ...A trip to the museum, he'd decided. Art was definitely romantic. Couples were always looking at art in movies and things.
Dressed up, the pixie was looking like an actual adult as he lead the way inside, his hand reaching for the Phouka's as he spoke.
"This will be fun, don't you think? We can look at art, then get some coffee at the cafe," he grinned. "...Or not coffee. Whatever you want. It's my treat, Phouka."
And tonight? Tonight he had decided they should go out to do something romantic. ...A trip to the museum, he'd decided. Art was definitely romantic. Couples were always looking at art in movies and things.
Dressed up, the pixie was looking like an actual adult as he lead the way inside, his hand reaching for the Phouka's as he spoke.
"This will be fun, don't you think? We can look at art, then get some coffee at the cafe," he grinned. "...Or not coffee. Whatever you want. It's my treat, Phouka."
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"I prefer to watch you. But other people are quite a distraction, too," he agreed.
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"Which is precisely why you are a hundred times more compelling," he smiled, his dark eyes full of love for Witer alone.
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"I like when you watch me, Phouka," Winter said softly. "I like your gaze on me."
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"I could scarcely look anywhere else, my dear pixie. You ar the light that shines so that I may see at all," he promised, reaching to take winter's hand.
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"You should say such things always. And I will forever swoon in your arms and into your bed," the Phouka smiled, his cheeks darkening just so to give away his blush.
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"If you swooned in my arms, I don't know if I could catch you, Phouka," Winter giggled.
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"I would squash you. Like a little bug. Only your wings peeking out while you chirp 'help me, help me.."
The image in his mind was vivid enough to make him laugh, but there was nothing cruel in it. As he looked at Winter there was only love.
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"Rude," Winter giggled. "I am unsquishable, Phouka."
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"I could try. I would try my best. Though you are probably right. You are too pointy to be squished," he replied merrily.
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"Please don't try and squish me. You might manage- And then I would be gone and flat," Winter pointed out.
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"But I think I might like to try. I like to lie upon you and feel the way you wriggle," he said, softer and closer to Winter's ear.
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Winter went bright pink, but he was smiling, wide and bright as he ducked his head a bit bashfully.
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The Phouka moved in closer and pressed a soft kiss to Winter's jaw.
"I love you very much, little pixie," he said happily.
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Winter giggled, nuzzling at the Phouka, and only pulling away when their coffees and food arrived.
"I love you too, Phouka. So much, so very much. More than all the shiny things in the world," the pixie said once they were alone again.
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"That is remarkable considering I am hardly shiny at all," he said thoughtfully...and then tore into his food.
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"You're very shiny to me," Winter said quietly, looking a touch bashful again, and sipping his coffee.
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"You are very shiny to me, too. Luminous. I am the luckiest Phouka to have ever been made," he decided between bites.
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Winter beamed at that, then nodded. "And I am the luckiest pixie. We are lucky to have one another."
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"The Irish lucky day is on the calendar, the one of leprechauns and clovers. It will be the luckiest night, and we are the luckiest creatures. Maybe we will be blessed with gold. Maybe we will meet King Brian!" he exclaimed happily, having just finished a very nice book with more words than pictures about King Brian and his hordes of gold.
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"I like gold! Gold is shiny!" Winter peeped, perking up quite a bit. "What should we spend our gold on then?"
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"We should buy a boat. A proper sailing ship. And a crew and we could be pirates and get even more gold," he said.
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"Um, well, uh... It turns out pirates, modern ones, are not like the ones in books, Phouka. We might not want to be that," Winter explained gently.