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sweetpinkpixie · 10-05-2022, 12:47 AM

Tucked amid London's busy streets and buildings, being a roughly six-minute walk from the Ministry entrances, is St. James's Park. Covering 57 acres and featuring a small lake with two islands, there is plenty to explore. Entering the park from Horse Guards Road to the east, one will find themselves near a park pavilion and quaint cottage. From the Mall to the north is a gate kiosk, drinking fountain, and a tiny coffee shop. Walking far enough west, one will stumble upon the Vitoria Memorial, Buckingham Palace, and the park's playground. The rest of the park provides a number of trails and a bridge that gives access across the lake from the south end of the park to the north.

On a sunny day, the park is a perfect getaway, especially during one's lunch break or after clocking out of work. It is is an excellent place to have a picnic under the shade of a tree, enjoy watching the waterfowl and resident colony of pelicans idly swimming in the lake, or go for a stroll or a run along the trails with a friend before having to venture back into the loud, bustling city.

The usage of wands or anything magical is strictly prohibited in the park to avoid breaking the Statute of Secrecy.

Chelliephone · 05-21-2024, 01:45 AM

St. James Park had to have been one of Daire's favorite places to spend his time. He didn't mind his job, the heads always giving him a laugh and his not-so-little younger sister visited him fairly often still, but the bowling alley naturally didn't have the fresh air and the spaciousness the current location provided. The company he had today didn't hurt either in making the location and the day a better one. Dribbling a ball between his feet, he kicked it ahead and jogged ahead a bit to stop it before it veered off path, before angling his body and kicking it backwards towards Darius. "Heads up, mate."

Glancing this way and that, Daire was pleased to see they'd found a spot clear enough of other patrons of the park. It would be just his luck to accidently hit someone or something and then have to spend precious time of the afternoon apologizing or listening to some older gent or ma'am lecture at him. If he wanted a lecture, he probably would have picked a course of study already like his mum was so desperate for him to do. He wasn't opposed he just... didn't know what interested him. So better to just not think on it. "How's the Quidditch season going?" Or had it perhaps just ended?

Charely Potter · 05-21-2024, 02:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

St. James Park had to have been one of Daire's favorite places to spend his time. He didn't mind his job, the heads always giving him a laugh and his not-so-little younger sister visited him fairly often still, but the bowling alley naturally didn't have the fresh air and the spaciousness the current location provided. The company he had today didn't hurt either in making the location and the day a better one. Dribbling a ball between his feet, he kicked it ahead and jogged ahead a bit to stop it before it veered off path, before angling his body and kicking it backwards towards Darius. "Heads up, mate."

Glancing this way and that, Daire was pleased to see they'd found a spot clear enough of other patrons of the park. It would be just his luck to accidently hit someone or something and then have to spend precious time of the afternoon apologizing or listening to some older gent or ma'am lecture at him. If he wanted a lecture, he probably would have picked a course of study already like his mum was so desperate for him to do. He wasn't opposed he just... didn't know what interested him. So better to just not think on it. "How's the Quidditch season going?" Or had it perhaps just ended?

If there was any grander place than the outdoors to hang out, Darius would've loved to try that out. From the bit he's gotten to know of Daire, he was a cool bloke and easy ~~on the eyes~~ to get along with. Focusing on the ball at hand, he got to use part of his beater trained eyes to use as he didn't flinch at the speed of the ball heading towards him. Though without his trusty bat, his limbs were a good deflector, "Got it," As the side of his foot connected as a buffer, before bouncing off his knees.

This was already fun, "Well, practices have been on the grueling side," Darius said, "After winning last season, our coach has been adding more drills to keep our victory once we start next week," You would think part of the reward was taking things a little easier but nope. Still, he smiled though, "This is a welcome break from all the shouting.. How's.. work and everything?" It felt right to ask about his side of things as the ball then was returned with a kick.

Chelliephone · 05-21-2024, 04:45 AM

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If there was any grander place than the outdoors to hang out, Darius would've loved to try that out. From the bit he's gotten to know of Daire, he was a cool bloke and easy ~~on the eyes~~ to get along with. Focusing on the ball at hand, he got to use part of his beater trained eyes to use as he didn't flinch at the speed of the ball heading towards him. Though without his trusty bat, his limbs were a good deflector, "Got it," As the side of his foot connected as a buffer, before bouncing off his knees.

This was already fun, "Well, practices have been on the grueling side," Darius said, "After winning last season, our coach has been adding more drills to keep our victory once we start next week," You would think part of the reward was taking things a little easier but nope. Still, he smiled though, "This is a welcome break from all the shouting.. How's.. work and everything?" It felt right to ask about his side of things as the ball then was returned with a kick.

Daire could have gotten behind that thought for certain. Stadiums were fun, but often outdoors as well, and rock climbing and other mundane activities such as that. And yet nothing that he could ever think up that was something he genuinely classified as "fun" could be found fully indoors. Perhaps his calling in life was just that of a nomad. Daire watched as Darius caught the ball, making no secret of his admiration of the quick movements and easy stop. "Well if Quidditch ever gets too much, you could probably have one killer career in futbol too." He replied with an easy grin.

Adding more to an already winning regime was something that didn't compute for the Grenadine, but he supposed the couch wouldn't have had the winning team if he didn't have some ideas of what he was doing. "New season starts next week already?" he let out a low whistle. "Time certainly flies. Feeling excited about getting back to the competition part of it?" At that last comment, Daire couldn't help but throw his head back a bit and let out a laugh. "If it starts to feel too much out of the normal, let me know. I'm sure we could get up to some shouting too." A tease, of course.

As the ball and pleasantries were returned his way, Daire jogged off to the side to intervene the ball from passing him, kicking it up with the top of his foot so he could send it back Darius way with his head. "It's decent. Nothing glamorous, but it pays the few bills I have. The heads are great company, keep me witty. I'll have to figure something else out eventually but I'm in no rush til I know what I love to do." If he was stuck with one vocation for the rest of his life, shouldn't he enjoy it instead of settling for something else?

Charely Potter · 05-21-2024, 05:35 PM

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Daire could have gotten behind that thought for certain. Stadiums were fun, but often outdoors as well, and rock climbing and other mundane activities such as that. And yet nothing that he could ever think up that was something he genuinely classified as "fun" could be found fully indoors. Perhaps his calling in life was just that of a nomad. Daire watched as Darius caught the ball, making no secret of his admiration of the quick movements and easy stop. "Well if Quidditch ever gets too much, you could probably have one killer career in futbol too." He replied with an easy grin.

Adding more to an already winning regime was something that didn't compute for the Grenadine, but he supposed the couch wouldn't have had the winning team if he didn't have some ideas of what he was doing. "New season starts next week already?" he let out a low whistle. "Time certainly flies. Feeling excited about getting back to the competition part of it?" At that last comment, Daire couldn't help but throw his head back a bit and let out a laugh. "If it starts to feel too much out of the normal, let me know. I'm sure we could get up to some shouting too." A tease, of course.

As the ball and pleasantries were returned his way, Daire jogged off to the side to intervene the ball from passing him, kicking it up with the top of his foot so he could send it back Darius way with his head. "It's decent. Nothing glamorous, but it pays the few bills I have. The heads are great company, keep me witty. I'll have to figure something else out eventually but I'm in no rush til I know what I love to do." If he was stuck with one vocation for the rest of his life, shouldn't he enjoy it instead of settling for something else?

With the variety of places the could end up, Darius would have little trouble in disagreeing on their next venture. Chuckling, "Maybe.. You know, it's a wonder why you haven't been picked up by a team. I could see my coach putting your skills to good use.." And hey, free excuse to spend more time with his friend.

Darius couldn't help sighing, "It really does," Thinking how much has changed since graduating, "Honestly, I'm pretty excited. Since getting my kids a couple years ago, it's gotten easier balancing raising them and Quidditch. Now I feel I got enough time to spare with them starting school," But he didn't want to risk boring his friend over his parental challenges. Especially, with that offer that got Darius curious if perhaps the sun was heating his face, "..Now that's an offer I can't refuse," Usually, he was the tease but now he found his brain in lock, in a good way.

But his gaming instincts returned at the sound of the ball making contact in his direction, "Well, with a strong head like yours, I know you got this. You got time to work that all out," Darius said as the ball reached his foot. They were barely in their mid-twenties, and wizards like them had more time to spare. His own career had a time-limit as well but there were always other options that he could figure out later. Returning with another kick, "Maybe you can share with me how those heads keep you witty over dinner later?" Last he recalled, his parents had been wanting more time with his boys again.

Chelliephone · 05-21-2024, 11:33 PM

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With the variety of places the could end up, Darius would have little trouble in disagreeing on their next venture. Chuckling, "Maybe.. You know, it's a wonder why you haven't been picked up by a team. I could see my coach putting your skills to good use.." And hey, free excuse to spend more time with his friend.

Darius couldn't help sighing, "It really does," Thinking how much has changed since graduating, "Honestly, I'm pretty excited. Since getting my kids a couple years ago, it's gotten easier balancing raising them and Quidditch. Now I feel I got enough time to spare with them starting school," But he didn't want to risk boring his friend over his parental challenges. Especially, with that offer that got Darius curious if perhaps the sun was heating his face, "..Now that's an offer I can't refuse," Usually, he was the tease but now he found his brain in lock, in a good way.

But his gaming instincts returned at the sound of the ball making contact in his direction, "Well, with a strong head like yours, I know you got this. You got time to work that all out," Darius said as the ball reached his foot. They were barely in their mid-twenties, and wizards like them had more time to spare. His own career had a time-limit as well but there were always other options that he could figure out later. Returning with another kick, "Maybe you can share with me how those heads keep you witty over dinner later?" Last he recalled, his parents had been wanting more time with his boys again.

Truthfully, professional sports wasn't something that had been entirely off of his radar, considering he enjoyed being active. But ... "Never played in school or anything so never had a chance to be scouted. Besides, don't teams usually want some experience? Not sure how much oomph playing with friends at the pitch would give a resume." Which was the biggest reason he'd never even tried to pursue the idea. "I dunno, maybe I could try out for a mascot position and work my way into a team's good graces. But frankly, I get pretty defiant being shouted at so maybe it's better off." Though getting so spend more time around Darius and the players he'd come to admire would have been quite an experience.

Daire smiled a bit at the sigh, especially when the words immediately following it showed the other male wasn't downtrodden about the start of the season - just probably as surprised as he by how quickly time seemed to pass. Which.. speaking of? "How old are the boys now? School already seems like a wild thought. How you feel about them starting that rite of passage?" Darius need not concern himself with boring Darius. When he liked the company, no topic was a risk of that - and he happened to enjoy today's company a good deal. Daire smirked a bit at the expression at his offer, and did he spot a hint of red to his friend? He threw a wink his way. "Just doing what I can to help a mate."

A bark of laughter escaped him at that statement. "I think it's my hard head that could be the probably. At least, my mum certainly seems to think that's what's in my way." But he appreciated the vote of confidence. While Daire himself was comfortable with his current mediocrity, it was also nice to know that those whose opinion he held in high regard didn't find him an embarrassment. With the ball returning his way again, Daire jogged to his right this time, stopping it just in time to send it back with a lock from the inside of his foot. When the question registered, he paused his movements and let his smirk grow even wider. "Futbol in the park and a dinner offer? Careful Mr. Potter, I might start to think you're hitting on me."

Charely Potter · 05-22-2024, 11:16 PM

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Truthfully, professional sports wasn't something that had been entirely off of his radar, considering he enjoyed being active. But ... "Never played in school or anything so never had a chance to be scouted. Besides, don't teams usually want some experience? Not sure how much oomph playing with friends at the pitch would give a resume." Which was the biggest reason he'd never even tried to pursue the idea. "I dunno, maybe I could try out for a mascot position and work my way into a team's good graces. But frankly, I get pretty defiant being shouted at so maybe it's better off." Though getting so spend more time around Darius and the players he'd come to admire would have been quite an experience.

Daire smiled a bit at the sigh, especially when the words immediately following it showed the other male wasn't downtrodden about the start of the season - just probably as surprised as he by how quickly time seemed to pass. Which.. speaking of? "How old are the boys now? School already seems like a wild thought. How you feel about them starting that rite of passage?" Darius need not concern himself with boring Darius. When he liked the company, no topic was a risk of that - and he happened to enjoy today's company a good deal. Daire smirked a bit at the expression at his offer, and did he spot a hint of red to his friend? He threw a wink his way. "Just doing what I can to help a mate."

A bark of laughter escaped him at that statement. "I think it's my hard head that could be the probably. At least, my mum certainly seems to think that's what's in my way." But he appreciated the vote of confidence. While Daire himself was comfortable with his current mediocrity, it was also nice to know that those whose opinion he held in high regard didn't find him an embarrassment. With the ball returning his way again, Daire jogged to his right this time, stopping it just in time to send it back with a lock from the inside of his foot. When the question registered, he paused his movements and let his smirk grow even wider. "Futbol in the park and a dinner offer? Careful Mr. Potter, I might start to think you're hitting on me."

Darius could understand any sort of hesitation, it was nerve wracking for him to even try out for a team even with his experience. "I get that. Just seems like you'd be a natural with your skills already in football since they translate pretty well," At least, it did for him, "Might even make it as a reserve if not Mascot," Darius couldn't help chuckling, "See, that's fair. She can be tough, but she's cool with giving people a chance," As much he'd love to envision being on the same team, it helped being more realistic. But nothing like dreaming, right?

If there was another thing that got Darius happy was thinking about his boys, "Eloy's 5 and Ted's about 3 now. It's nice but on the bittersweet side. I know I don't have much long before I can't carry them each in one arm let alone whenever they stop asking for rides." Such a feeling though, maybe now he was understanding how sappy his dad got. Especially with the reminder of his brother.. "Sorry, I must be boring you with this." Even though Daire didn't give that impression, Darius didn't want to risk that. Especially with the tease sent his way, "Keep it up and you might be more than a mate." Merlin, did he just say that?

Well, why wouldn't he say that? With a laugh like that, it was contagious. Darius nearly forgot that they were still passing when he heard the impact of the ball being sent. Jogging his way over to reach it, was when he heard the last bit. With the heat of his face blocking his vision, he missed, tripping over landing as the ball rolled off past him. Welp, that was smooth.

Chelliephone · 05-25-2024, 01:05 PM

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Darius could understand any sort of hesitation, it was nerve wracking for him to even try out for a team even with his experience. "I get that. Just seems like you'd be a natural with your skills already in football since they translate pretty well," At least, it did for him, "Might even make it as a reserve if not Mascot," Darius couldn't help chuckling, "See, that's fair. She can be tough, but she's cool with giving people a chance," As much he'd love to envision being on the same team, it helped being more realistic. But nothing like dreaming, right?

If there was another thing that got Darius happy was thinking about his boys, "Eloy's 5 and Ted's about 3 now. It's nice but on the bittersweet side. I know I don't have much long before I can't carry them each in one arm let alone whenever they stop asking for rides." Such a feeling though, maybe now he was understanding how sappy his dad got. Especially with the reminder of his brother.. "Sorry, I must be boring you with this." Even though Daire didn't give that impression, Darius didn't want to risk that. Especially with the tease sent his way, "Keep it up and you might be more than a mate." Merlin, did he just say that?

Well, why wouldn't he say that? With a laugh like that, it was contagious. Darius nearly forgot that they were still passing when he heard the impact of the ball being sent. Jogging his way over to reach it, was when he heard the last bit. With the heat of his face blocking his vision, he missed, tripping over landing as the ball rolled off past him. Welp, that was smooth.

Truthfully, it was football itself he would rather play professionally, but Daire especially didn't see a world in that worked - not in a pro league anyways where he had no prior experience. Perhaps one of the lesser leagues, but even then it could be a stretch and probably not enough pay to provide himself. Nah, he was much better off playing that recreationally. But Quidditch he supposed he was something he could still consider. It could be worth a shot right? Worst they could say was no? He smiled at acknowledgement of his natural ability, because whose ego wouldn't focus on that a little. "Thanks, mate. I'll genuinely consider it. As much as I love my job in the alley, can't wrangle heads for forever." Though it was true he did still have a lot of his life left, as pointed out earlier. The perks of being a wizard. But then again... you were never guaranteed tomorrow, were you?

5 and 3 already?? Time certainly went by quickly, though Daire was certain it sped especially for Darius. "That sounds reasonable to me. I always hear parents say time really does seem to fly by when you are one. Do you think that's true too?" Each stage of a kid just went quickly, he supposed. Especially if you were invested and loved them and a little bit wanted each one to last longer. Not that he had any experience with that, but there were so many younger cousins and the like in his family, he'd often heard aunts and uncles (more like distant cousins too, but easier to simplify it) lament on it. At the comment of boring him, Daire looked genuinely surprised for a moment as he blinked. "Why would that be boring me? I asked, remember. I wouldn't have if I wasn't interested in knowing." He assured, replacing the surprise with a reassuring smile. Though, that didn't last long either before it turned more into a smirk as an eyebrow rose. "Is that said to be a threat or a promise? Because it works better as one than the other." Which he wouldn't clarify, but Darius was smart and he was certain he'd know which based on the context of the rest of their interactions.

It had probably been bad timing on his part to flirt as he'd sent the ball, considering it could be a distraction, but Daire hadn't imagined he'd trip him up as he had. There was perhaps a small inner voice that was a bit smug, but considering he'd yet to know if Darius was okay he ignored it entirely as he jogged over instead. "You alright?" He asked, concerned as he reached an arm down to help him to his feet. But then because Daire was, well... Daire, he couldn't resist a smile. "Didn't expect you to fall for me already."

oh its Erik ok · 05-25-2024, 02:15 PM

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Apparently their youngest's admiration for quidditch was still a little up in the air...but said little sea urchin had stumbled upon some old pictures and Prophet clippings that had inspired her interest to be tickled in the first place. Gaia supposed she saw the connection between drumsticks and brooms if she squinted and turned her head sideways though - they both were made from wood and even specific kinds of wood!

Her husband never ceased to be the most absurd person she knew. "I am sure we can find sooooooome sort of physical activity you will enjoy," she cooed while walking her fingers up his shoulder. And no, she was not trying to pitch him going for a walk with her in the early morning - or rather he walked while she jogged. "Oh, and a seaweed wrap too. Cannot recall the order of them, but I've booked us both. AND, before you ask, no you cannot eat the seaweed and no we are not going to look like human sushi but yes we can get sushi after if we find ourselves inspired by the wrap."

Laying back entirely, which meant she could look up through the branches of the trees and see little slivers of sky through the leaves, Gaia smile and stretched her limbs a bit. This was one of her favorite views of nature and very reminiscent of scuba diving and snorkeling and looking up through all the kelp towards the sky. Sure, there were specific things gifted the title of 'wonders of the world' but nature itself was a wonder.

"If you need some sunscreen to help with all that soaking there is a bottle in my bag," she teased while sticking her tongue out playfully at him.

Would be karma if it became a quidditch-obsessed household when either of them played professionally and the last time he played he was in school. He was on a team that won the house cup but honestly, he was just along for the ride. Not to mention it was over 30 years at this point or close. That was the best compliment you could give him. Nigel gave the question some thought since obviously, he did. But would she like his answer? “Pickleball, its a good time” Also excuse him, it was called power walking and he walked pretty fast regardless. Years of trying to get away from people has its perks sometimes.

The old man opened his mouth…nope answered……answered again….this was spooky legilimency right now.

“Why did you have to spoil the fun of me asking about human sushi! Now i have nothing fun to add. Its like you stole the last sushi from my plate”

woe is him. siiiiigh.

Sunscreen good call. He did put in the one he liked to use before they left as well. While putting in on all the important places he had a question not related to sushi or seaweed.

"You still want to do the bonfire this week? Since I think next week is raining if the weather man wasn't lying "

Charely Potter · 05-25-2024, 06:39 PM

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Truthfully, it was football itself he would rather play professionally, but Daire especially didn't see a world in that worked - not in a pro league anyways where he had no prior experience. Perhaps one of the lesser leagues, but even then it could be a stretch and probably not enough pay to provide himself. Nah, he was much better off playing that recreationally. But Quidditch he supposed he was something he could still consider. It could be worth a shot right? Worst they could say was no? He smiled at acknowledgement of his natural ability, because whose ego wouldn't focus on that a little. "Thanks, mate. I'll genuinely consider it. As much as I love my job in the alley, can't wrangle heads for forever." Though it was true he did still have a lot of his life left, as pointed out earlier. The perks of being a wizard. But then again... you were never guaranteed tomorrow, were you?

5 and 3 already?? Time certainly went by quickly, though Daire was certain it sped especially for Darius. "That sounds reasonable to me. I always hear parents say time really does seem to fly by when you are one. Do you think that's true too?" Each stage of a kid just went quickly, he supposed. Especially if you were invested and loved them and a little bit wanted each one to last longer. Not that he had any experience with that, but there were so many younger cousins and the like in his family, he'd often heard aunts and uncles (more like distant cousins too, but easier to simplify it) lament on it. At the comment of boring him, Daire looked genuinely surprised for a moment as he blinked. "Why would that be boring me? I asked, remember. I wouldn't have if I wasn't interested in knowing." He assured, replacing the surprise with a reassuring smile. Though, that didn't last long either before it turned more into a smirk as an eyebrow rose. "Is that said to be a threat or a promise? Because it works better as one than the other." Which he wouldn't clarify, but Darius was smart and he was certain he'd know which based on the context of the rest of their interactions.

It had probably been bad timing on his part to flirt as he'd sent the ball, considering it could be a distraction, but Daire hadn't imagined he'd trip him up as he had. There was perhaps a small inner voice that was a bit smug, but considering he'd yet to know if Darius was okay he ignored it entirely as he jogged over instead. "You alright?" He asked, concerned as he reached an arm down to help him to his feet. But then because Daire was, well... Daire, he couldn't resist a smile. "Didn't expect you to fall for me already."

Darius smiled, "No problem, mate. I got your back," Even if it might be dangerous territory being so close during games. And after games. "Who knows, you just might be trading the set of heads you'll be wrangling." Meanwhile, he had the liberty to take a crack at them every now and then.

Time flying, it really was an unfair concept. "Have to say it's true, especially once they spend less time in front of you," Darius said. "I guess when you're watching someone else grow into the years you've already passed, it seems much quicker." He could recall his kid years and how life seemed infinite. It took forever for him to be old enough for Hogwarts. Then old enough to graduate and now.. It was refreshing to want to be heard. "Cool, I'm just not used to talking this much at least in front of someone I-" Like. Alot. He wanted to say. "am really comfortable with," Now that was close. Him being the first to admit things? Not his usual style. The smirk was back on, "Why, Mr. Grenadine, it sounds like you would want that promise from me." Maybe it was the snake in him, but who could resist. Well, a lot actually. But he was happily distracted by the teasing.

Where was that ball? Who knows, who cares. Darius rolled over nearly blinding his eyes from the sun before Daire's face replaced the sun with his hand outreached to him. How nice. He could smile and die of embarrassment right here. Aria knew where his will was and his boys would be taken care of. You alright? Maybe he was alright. It felt a bit cheesy the situation, but he could live with that. Didn't expect you to fall for me already. Nope, he was dead again. "Shut up," He laughed before taking his hand, and pulling him down, unknowingly towards his own face.

Chelliephone · 05-27-2024, 06:24 PM

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Darius smiled, "No problem, mate. I got your back," Even if it might be dangerous territory being so close during games. And after games. "Who knows, you just might be trading the set of heads you'll be wrangling." Meanwhile, he had the liberty to take a crack at them every now and then.

Time flying, it really was an unfair concept. "Have to say it's true, especially once they spend less time in front of you," Darius said. "I guess when you're watching someone else grow into the years you've already passed, it seems much quicker." He could recall his kid years and how life seemed infinite. It took forever for him to be old enough for Hogwarts. Then old enough to graduate and now.. It was refreshing to want to be heard. "Cool, I'm just not used to talking this much at least in front of someone I-" Like. Alot. He wanted to say. "am really comfortable with," Now that was close. Him being the first to admit things? Not his usual style. The smirk was back on, "Why, Mr. Grenadine, it sounds like you would want that promise from me." Maybe it was the snake in him, but who could resist. Well, a lot actually. But he was happily distracted by the teasing.

Where was that ball? Who knows, who cares. Darius rolled over nearly blinding his eyes from the sun before Daire's face replaced the sun with his hand outreached to him. How nice. He could smile and die of embarrassment right here. Aria knew where his will was and his boys would be taken care of. You alright? Maybe he was alright. It felt a bit cheesy the situation, but he could live with that. Didn't expect you to fall for me already. Nope, he was dead again. "Shut up," He laughed before taking his hand, and pulling him down, unknowingly towards his own face.

Dangerous was just synonymous with fun, wasn't it? At least sometimes. Or maybe just in these particular circumstances. The joke actually stuck with him for a moment. Trading what heads he was wrangling? What that made his mind instantly think of was coaching. Which... wasn't a terrible idea. Of course not in the big leagues, but.... a resume for coaching a football club for minors would be far easier to magically tweak a resume to fit than for being a pro player. And he didn't mind being around kids, he never had. It was... another idea to contemplate on, though he was trying to not get too distracted into doing so now.

"With the age they're at, the school's they go to will only be during the day, yeah?" He didn't think boarding started so young, but truly he didn't know much so he'd have to clarify. "Is your Quidditch schedule ever hard for your time with them?" The nice thing was with being magic, travel took far less time than it did for the teams of the mundane sports. But there was still all the training, the practices, the games, the occasional PR moments.... it was a lot, he was sure. Daire couldn't help the grin as his eyebrow quirked up a bit. "If you can't talk in front of who you're comfortable with, who do you talk a lot in front of Darius?" He was teasing him, but mainly in an effort to just to assure that he could talk as much as he had the words for. Daire liked listening to him. He wouldn't ask so many questions and show interest if he didn't. His grin simply grew, as he gave a non-nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "Now you can't expect me to openly admit anything further so early in the game, can you?"

The ball was, for the moment, forgotten as Daire looked down an amused smile still playing on his lips. It took a moment for Darius to give any type of a response, though considering how strong he'd come on with his flirting that was to be expected. Though the silence just gave him the opportunity, and desire, to further tease him. Which he would have done, except there was a laugh now and Darius accepted his hand. Daire noticed for a moment how warm and nicely it fit in his, but before he could redirect his attention away from the observation and pull Darius up, he was instead being pulled down. He had enough balance to not fully topple over onto the other male, but not enough to stop his head from moving down closer, his lips brushing against Darius' briefly first before Daire decided he might as well take the opportunity to give a proper kiss.

Which he then proceeded to do just that.

Charely Potter · 05-28-2024, 12:19 AM

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Dangerous was just synonymous with fun, wasn't it? At least sometimes. Or maybe just in these particular circumstances. The joke actually stuck with him for a moment. Trading what heads he was wrangling? What that made his mind instantly think of was coaching. Which... wasn't a terrible idea. Of course not in the big leagues, but.... a resume for coaching a football club for minors would be far easier to magically tweak a resume to fit than for being a pro player. And he didn't mind being around kids, he never had. It was... another idea to contemplate on, though he was trying to not get too distracted into doing so now.

"With the age they're at, the school's they go to will only be during the day, yeah?" He didn't think boarding started so young, but truly he didn't know much so he'd have to clarify. "Is your Quidditch schedule ever hard for your time with them?" The nice thing was with being magic, travel took far less time than it did for the teams of the mundane sports. But there was still all the training, the practices, the games, the occasional PR moments.... it was a lot, he was sure. Daire couldn't help the grin as his eyebrow quirked up a bit. "If you can't talk in front of who you're comfortable with, who do you talk a lot in front of Darius?" He was teasing him, but mainly in an effort to just to assure that he could talk as much as he had the words for. Daire liked listening to him. He wouldn't ask so many questions and show interest if he didn't. His grin simply grew, as he gave a non-nonchalant shrug of his shoulders. "Now you can't expect me to openly admit anything further so early in the game, can you?"

The ball was, for the moment, forgotten as Daire looked down an amused smile still playing on his lips. It took a moment for Darius to give any type of a response, though considering how strong he'd come on with his flirting that was to be expected. Though the silence just gave him the opportunity, and desire, to further tease him. Which he would have done, except there was a laugh now and Darius accepted his hand. Daire noticed for a moment how warm and nicely it fit in his, but before he could redirect his attention away from the observation and pull Darius up, he was instead being pulled down. He had enough balance to not fully topple over onto the other male, but not enough to stop his head from moving down closer, his lips brushing against Darius' briefly first before Daire decided he might as well take the opportunity to give a proper kiss.

Which he then proceeded to do just that.

"Yeah, they end in the afternoon," Nodding, Darius knew eventually, they'll be gone for an extended period. He might have to ask his parents how they coped. He remembered missing Tad and Daisy terribly when he was too young to go. Though he expected his boys to not experience any tragic events as he did. "Sometimes, mainly with games out of the country. But I always had an arrangement for them to travel with me. Though now, I think I'll be getting more acquainted with Floo powder," Grinning at the thought. He usually didn't talk much, mainly out of choice. He was more of the physical type. "Well, I usually do more of the listening, so this is a welcome change," So he was quite appreciative of this turn around as he continued smiling. "No, you're right. But your avoidance tells me enough. You're not against the idea of spending more time with me." If so, now was the time as he tiltedh is head in an expected manner.

At this point, the ball could stay forgotten. When Darius pulled him down, he expected Daire to fall as well. Have him land by his side or in a way for him to playfully eat his own words. What happen next caused him to blink at the brush against his own lips. As rugged as they both were, the softness took him by surprise. His eyes looking to meet his. His mind was teetering on going into overdrive. What would Daire do? Ask him if he did it on purpose? Yell at him? Hit him? Instead, the next action replaced all those thoughts. How long did this last? Seconds? Felt more like hours. The usual outdoor sounds of birds chirping, grass blowing in the wind were muted. Eventually, not by choice but for a need to breathe, he removed himself.

Deep breath, before his grin returned as he sat up, "Wow.. I didn't expect you to fall for me too," Even if he did the pulling.

Chelliephone · 06-03-2024, 12:27 AM

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

"Yeah, they end in the afternoon," Nodding, Darius knew eventually, they'll be gone for an extended period. He might have to ask his parents how they coped. He remembered missing Tad and Daisy terribly when he was too young to go. Though he expected his boys to not experience any tragic events as he did. "Sometimes, mainly with games out of the country. But I always had an arrangement for them to travel with me. Though now, I think I'll be getting more acquainted with Floo powder," Grinning at the thought. He usually didn't talk much, mainly out of choice. He was more of the physical type. "Well, I usually do more of the listening, so this is a welcome change," So he was quite appreciative of this turn around as he continued smiling. "No, you're right. But your avoidance tells me enough. You're not against the idea of spending more time with me." If so, now was the time as he tiltedh is head in an expected manner.

At this point, the ball could stay forgotten. When Darius pulled him down, he expected Daire to fall as well. Have him land by his side or in a way for him to playfully eat his own words. What happen next caused him to blink at the brush against his own lips. As rugged as they both were, the softness took him by surprise. His eyes looking to meet his. His mind was teetering on going into overdrive. What would Daire do? Ask him if he did it on purpose? Yell at him? Hit him? Instead, the next action replaced all those thoughts. How long did this last? Seconds? Felt more like hours. The usual outdoor sounds of birds chirping, grass blowing in the wind were muted. Eventually, not by choice but for a need to breathe, he removed himself.

Deep breath, before his grin returned as he sat up, "Wow.. I didn't expect you to fall for me too," Even if he did the pulling.

The whole boarding portion of a wizarding education seemed like it would be the most difficult portion to deal with of being a parent. Daire hadn't considered it too much when he'd been a student himself. But he'd noticed it a bit when he'd graduated and Nox hadn't yet. And that had only been his sister. A kid? Someone you were sole protector of and saw every day? That was rough. "I bet the travel was fun for them. And good too. There's no education quite like travel." Floo powder wasn't a bad option either though. Especially if they had to be more tethered to their own schools. "Worst things to have to rely on." Like... if they were muggle and had to travel by airplane only. Magnificent machinery, but so time consuming. "I think it's more interesting to hear you speak than myself. I hear me on the daily." Daire's smirk remained in place and he gave another shrug. Darius' words made sense, but instead of implicating himself further he just mummed zipping his lips as he shot him a wink.

They'd remember it at some point and retrieve it before they left the park. But for the moment, there was far better distraction. Daire would have chuckled at Darius' initials fears of what his reaction would be - as even if it hadn't been accidental or unwelcomed, he simply would have brushed it off and not let it affect the rest of their day. But luckily for both of them, it was neither of those things. Not quite ready to stop kissing him now that the opportunity had presented itself, Daire had let himself slowly sink further onto the ground so he wasn't so hunched over.

Once Darius had moved away, Daire let himself flop fully onto his back, propping up on his elbows as his companion sat up. He grinned over at him, an eyebrow arching slightly. "I think falling is a technicality on my end, but I'm not complaining."

Charely Potter · 06-06-2024, 10:20 PM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

The whole boarding portion of a wizarding education seemed like it would be the most difficult portion to deal with of being a parent. Daire hadn't considered it too much when he'd been a student himself. But he'd noticed it a bit when he'd graduated and Nox hadn't yet. And that had only been his sister. A kid? Someone you were sole protector of and saw every day? That was rough. "I bet the travel was fun for them. And good too. There's no education quite like travel." Floo powder wasn't a bad option either though. Especially if they had to be more tethered to their own schools. "Worst things to have to rely on." Like... if they were muggle and had to travel by airplane only. Magnificent machinery, but so time consuming. "I think it's more interesting to hear you speak than myself. I hear me on the daily." Daire's smirk remained in place and he gave another shrug. Darius' words made sense, but instead of implicating himself further he just mummed zipping his lips as he shot him a wink.

They'd remember it at some point and retrieve it before they left the park. But for the moment, there was far better distraction. Daire would have chuckled at Darius' initials fears of what his reaction would be - as even if it hadn't been accidental or unwelcomed, he simply would have brushed it off and not let it affect the rest of their day. But luckily for both of them, it was neither of those things. Not quite ready to stop kissing him now that the opportunity had presented itself, Daire had let himself slowly sink further onto the ground so he wasn't so hunched over.

Once Darius had moved away, Daire let himself flop fully onto his back, propping up on his elbows as his companion sat up. He grinned over at him, an eyebrow arching slightly. "I think falling is a technicality on my end, but I'm not complaining."

After all that, Darius had little doubt left in his mind after such a mindblowing move. "Good to note," Darius certainly wasn't complaining either with how the kiss went as he moved closer by his side. If he had planned it better, "Typically, I save kissing until after a date. But I think you were a good exception," A very, very good one. Who said accidents couldn't be happy ones? "So... about that dinner. If you didn't have any plans, what are you in the mood for?" He could cook... some things. And he could learn whatever else. Or he could not cook and they order something.

"Since you said you like hearing my voice, what else would you like to know?" He could be open, for a price. "As long as you share with me something I or not many people know about you?" There were certainly some things he didn't share with a lot of people, himself.

sweetpinkpixie · 06-17-2024, 01:37 PM

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Originally Posted by oh its Erik ok

Would be karma if it became a quidditch-obsessed household when either of them played professionally and the last time he played he was in school. He was on a team that won the house cup but honestly, he was just along for the ride. Not to mention it was over 30 years at this point or close. That was the best compliment you could give him. Nigel gave the question some thought since obviously, he did. But would she like his answer? “Pickleball, its a good time” Also excuse him, it was called power walking and he walked pretty fast regardless. Years of trying to get away from people has its perks sometimes.

The old man opened his mouth…nope answered……answered again….this was spooky legilimency right now.

“Why did you have to spoil the fun of me asking about human sushi! Now i have nothing fun to add. Its like you stole the last sushi from my plate”

woe is him. siiiiigh.

Sunscreen good call. He did put in the one he liked to use before they left as well. While putting in on all the important places he had a question not related to sushi or seaweed.

"You still want to do the bonfire this week? Since I think next week is raining if the weather man wasn't lying "

Gaia adored her husband, truly, but sometimes it was embarrassingly comical the way he did not pick up what she was putting down. Still, she was easily distracted by new challenges and ventures - which pickleball certainly was. "I wouldn't mind working pickleball into our routines properly. We could eventually participate in couples competitions AND hold pickleball benefits with our skills and charisma." Age was only a number and this blonde eternally spritely. "I have a meeting with Cerulean Oceanic Preservation Society on Thursday and they are looking for some fresh ideas for benefits, I'll float the idea to them before my photoshoot." Nothing wrong with mixing business and pleasure, after all.

"Aw, poor baby," she cooed and leaned over to give him a tender and quick kiss on the lips. "We'll just have to get you plenty of sushi later." Sometimes the husbutt was so silly in the most delightful of ways and his particular boyish pout in the moment was così adorabile. Giving herself a few touchups with the sunscreen as well, Gaia's eyes lit up as if an entire display of Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs had gone off all at once. "Oh yes, absolutely!" she chirped, her fingertips quickly clapping together for emphasis. "Should we go to the island ooooooor do you have another location in mind?"

And should they make sure they had someone to watch Calliope or bring her along this time?

Chelliephone · 06-17-2024, 04:07 PM

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Originally Posted by Charely Potter

After all that, Darius had little doubt left in his mind after such a mindblowing move. "Good to note," Darius certainly wasn't complaining either with how the kiss went as he moved closer by his side. If he had planned it better, "Typically, I save kissing until after a date. But I think you were a good exception," A very, very good one. Who said accidents couldn't be happy ones? "So... about that dinner. If you didn't have any plans, what are you in the mood for?" He could cook... some things. And he could learn whatever else. Or he could not cook and they order something.

"Since you said you like hearing my voice, what else would you like to know?" He could be open, for a price. "As long as you share with me something I or not many people know about you?" There were certainly some things he didn't share with a lot of people, himself.

Daire made himself quite comfortable in the grass now that they’ve seemingly resigned themselves to the fate of that’s where they’d been meant to end up. It was a nice moment too, one that he certainly didn’t feel the need to disturb by trying to do something silly liking getting any further away from his companion. The blond gave a small chuckle at his words, one eyebrow raising as he looked over at him. “Whose to say this wasn’t a date?” Neither of them had, of course, called it as such prior to this moment however… they had come to a park and been rather flirty so they could stretch it to fit Darius’ general rule. Daire? He had zero rules, rather a spur of the moment sort. “No plans here. I’d blocked out the rest of my day entirely to spend time with you.” So yes, dinner sounded grand. As for as to what? “I’m rather easy, I’ll eat anything you put on a plate in front of me.”

Meaning whatever Darius wanted sounded perfect to him.

Oh ho ho? A game of information was it? Daire’s grin just grew as he gave a wink and a nod. “You’re on. Though I’m certain I have plenty of secrets to share, so you’ll have to spur me too with what type of info you want by asking a question. Deal?” He moved right on to assuming they had struck a bargain, as he considered what to ask first. There was plenty of things he wanted to know, but it seemed to him starting in easy was perhaps the best way to go. “Alright, first question. What’s your favorite color?”

oh its Erik ok · 06-19-2024, 12:36 AM

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Gaia adored her husband, truly, but sometimes it was embarrassingly comical the way he did not pick up what she was putting down. Still, she was easily distracted by new challenges and ventures - which pickleball certainly was. "I wouldn't mind working pickleball into our routines properly. We could eventually participate in couples competitions AND hold pickleball benefits with our skills and charisma." Age was only a number and this blonde eternally spritely. "I have a meeting with Cerulean Oceanic Preservation Society on Thursday and they are looking for some fresh ideas for benefits, I'll float the idea to them before my photoshoot." Nothing wrong with mixing business and pleasure, after all.

"Aw, poor baby," she cooed and leaned over to give him a tender and quick kiss on the lips. "We'll just have to get you plenty of sushi later." Sometimes the husbutt was so silly in the most delightful of ways and his particular boyish pout in the moment was così adorabile. Giving herself a few touchups with the sunscreen as well, Gaia's eyes lit up as if an entire display of Weasleys' Wildfire Whiz-bangs had gone off all at once. "Oh yes, absolutely!" she chirped, her fingertips quickly clapping together for emphasis. "Should we go to the island ooooooor do you have another location in mind?"

And should they make sure they had someone to watch Calliope or bring her along this time?

Hey Hey Hey, objection your Honor. Nigel might be a little slow on occasion but mostly he liked taking the you know what out of everything and that included the most obvious suggestions of all time. ALSO you have to give him credit for coming up with an awesome suggestion right now the spot. Pickleball. Even shocked her. He can tell!

“Not to mention afterwards leaves time for more pleasurable physical activities”

See See he did think this out.

They were in the prime of their lives.

He opens his mouth and closes it since don't think it was worth it seeing how pickleball works with a cerulean society but yeah maybe you can make a water version. Nothing is impossible besides him winning the lotto. “That would be the perfect way to wrap it up” Get it Get it. Ok, I guess he had to get a little serious now “I actually had another location in mind since I wouldn't say im bored of the island but a little change of scenario would be nice to spice things up. But also want to keep it a secret to surprise you”

Cheshire Cat Grin Time

Charely Potter · 06-19-2024, 02:51 AM

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Originally Posted by Chelliephone

Daire made himself quite comfortable in the grass now that they’ve seemingly resigned themselves to the fate of that’s where they’d been meant to end up. It was a nice moment too, one that he certainly didn’t feel the need to disturb by trying to do something silly liking getting any further away from his companion. The blond gave a small chuckle at his words, one eyebrow raising as he looked over at him. “Whose to say this wasn’t a date?” Neither of them had, of course, called it as such prior to this moment however… they had come to a park and been rather flirty so they could stretch it to fit Darius’ general rule. Daire? He had zero rules, rather a spur of the moment sort. “No plans here. I’d blocked out the rest of my day entirely to spend time with you.” So yes, dinner sounded grand. As for as to what? “I’m rather easy, I’ll eat anything you put on a plate in front of me.”

Meaning whatever Darius wanted sounded perfect to him.

Oh ho ho? A game of information was it? Daire’s grin just grew as he gave a wink and a nod. “You’re on. Though I’m certain I have plenty of secrets to share, so you’ll have to spur me too with what type of info you want by asking a question. Deal?” He moved right on to assuming they had struck a bargain, as he considered what to ask first. There was plenty of things he wanted to know, but it seemed to him starting in easy was perhaps the best way to go. “Alright, first question. What’s your favorite color?”

Darius gave it some thought when Daire pointed out that this might as well have been a date. His blue eyes were meeting Daire's, before looking at that raised eyebrow of his, "Well, if this is a date.. I'd say it's going alright," They had the activity locked down. And it did keep his track of kissing on dates. They could probably fit in some wrestling later on when they weren't resting, with the amount of energy he has. "Just haven't agreed yet on whose paying," That usually was part of the date, after all. Unless they went Dutch, which he was down for. Especially, hearing that Daire cleared his day. "Aw, for little old me? I must be special," Chuckling as well. "Well, that settles it then. I'll fix you a nice surprise." Cause why not add to the fun?

The winking had to stop, Darius thought. Not because he hated it, but for the opposite. It awoke some butterflies that he forgot he had. The pink rose in his cheeks, that could be explained from the sun heating, "Alright, you got yourself a deal," Giving his shoulder a little bump with his own. Whatever question, there were some he'd rather not tell a soul, but exceptions could be made. Favorite colour? He was starting off easy for sure. "Green," Not that it would've been a surprise, "And yours?" He could raise the difficulty next round.

Zoe · 04-05-2025, 11:40 PM

The lamps lining the path flickered softly against the velvet dusk, casting a golden shimmer over the lake. The air was crisp, touched with the faint scent of blossoms and the warmth of the fading day. The murmurs of distant traffic barely reached them here; the park, though in the heart of the city, felt wrapped in a kind of hush. Save for the occasional jogger or dog walker, the park was theirs.

Dafydd walked slowly, his hand brushing against Hartley's now and again. The dinner had been perfect. He particularly enjoyed his boyfriend's jumpy little smiles, the easy flow of conversation, that one moment when their knees bumped under the table and neither of them pulled away. But now, the world had narrowed to this path beneath their feet and the weight of something in his inner suit pocket.

He slid a glance sideways. Hartley looked beautiful in the low light. There was something about the way the shadows softened his features, the shine in his eyes as he took in the swans drifting along the water. Dafydd swallowed, jaw tight with nerves he hadn't admitted to anyone—not even himself until this very moment.

"D'you remember," he said casually, his voice warm with nostalgia, "when we met here?"

FearlessLeader19 · 04-13-2025, 03:43 PM

SPOILER!!: Hartley's heart! <3

Hartley was completely at peace and supremely content with the present moment in his life. Combined with the warmth, beauty of the surroundings of the park and Dafydd’s presence, he didn’t think that today could be any better. While Daf was reliving the blissful moments of their dinner, Hart was taken back to the day they first met. How had it been five years already? He marveled that time that had zoomed by, between the couple’s studies and respective careers - not to mention all the moments they shared in between.

Hart continued mentally reliving the moment he had first laid eyes on Daf, how all the commonsense had evaporated upon seeing the shirtless Daf out walking crups. He honestly did not know how he managed to keep a conversation going but Daf clearly had liked what he had seen and had had no objection going on a date. Then that single date turned into multiple dates; with each, Hart had grown to like Daf more until he had fallen in love with the Healer.

Daf’s words brought him out of memory lane. “Yes,’’ he said softly, a smile on his face. He turned to face his boyfriend, taking the hand that had been bumping his ever so often. “I was just thinking about how I probably made myself look and sound foolish. And how hot you looked walking those crups.” Hart observed Daf’s handsome facial features. “Is something the matter, babe? You seem tense.”

Zoe · 04-18-2025, 05:25 PM

Dafydd laughed, though the sound caught slightly in his throat. Hartley's words, sweet and disarming as always, made something tighten in his chest. It was typical, really. Leave it to Hart to turn a memory into something adorable, to meet his nerves with soft affection instead of suspicion. Dafydd squeezed Hartley's hand gently, anchoring himself in the warmth of his partner's skin.

"You didn't sound foolish at all," he said, smiling fondly, though his voice wavered just enough to betray him. "Though I recall you ogling quite a bit. I'd bet a handful of galleons you were drooling more than the crups were."

The answer to Hartley's question went unanswered. Dafydd hesitated, instead choosing to silently guide them along the path that hugged the water's edge, the swans now gliding closer in slow, graceful arcs.

"Truth be told," he eventually spoke, his fingers twitching slightly against Hartley's, "I've been a little tense all evening." A pause followed. Then a dry, self-deprecating chuckle. "Have been for weeks, waiting for the right moment to..."

FearlessLeader19 · 04-26-2025, 01:48 AM

SPOILER!!: <3

Hartley’s heart warmed further as that laughter reached his ears. This, Daf’s happiness, was exactly one of Hart’s priorities. As long as his boyfriend was happy, he was. He loved the other guy that much, and if him admitting that one of his goofiest moments led Dafydd to think that said moment was adorable then he could live with that. Actually, he’d feel the same if all of those goofy moments were thought of as adorable.

Feeling the squeeze on his hand, the Historian lifted it so that he was able to press Daf’s against his lips for a light kiss. “Sure, I didn’t, love. You’re just saying that because you’re kind. But I appreciate you all the same.” Cue him pressing another light but passionate kiss on that hand. “The ogling did happen as did the drooling… I mean, have you seen a shirtless you?” It was a rhetorical question but anyone with eyes would react to the young man beside him in the same manner. And how lucky Hart had been that Daf had reciprocated his feelings.

The fact that the question had gone unanswered had not gone unnoticed. However, Hart didn’t push Daf, figuring that when the time was right, Daf would say exactly what was on his mind. Without question, he followed the lead, admiring the swans and the rest of the lovely surroundings. Honestly, nothing could spoil this evening.

Unless…

Instinctively, he squeezed Daf’s fingers gently. The words made Hart’s pulse quicken. “I did notice something was different. I just figured you’d tell me when you’re ready.” He came to a halt, turning to face Dafydd, still holding his hand. “You’re not going to break up with me, are you? Dinner and this lovely walk wasn’t an attempt to soften the blow?” He may have asked with some trace of humour in his tone but on the inside? On the inside Hartley was struggling not to panic.

Zoe · 05-11-2025, 02:39 AM

"Well," he said, the smile tugging at his lips even as his heart pounded in his chest. "You certainly did have your reasons. I can't blame you; I'd ogle me, too." His voice lightened, a faint teasing undertone to it. The playful exchange was comfortable, familiar

But this wasn't any other moment. The weight of the small box in his inner pocket pressed harder against him now, and the words Hartley had just spoken seemed to hang in the air, sharpening his nerves once more. You're not going to break up with me, are you?

Dafydd froze, his gaze snapping upward, his smile faltering for the briefest of seconds. Hartley's voice had that edge of humor, but it was laced with something else. Daf could see it in his eyes: the faint flicker of worry, the undercurrent of vulnerability.

He swallowed, feeling the dry knot in his throat. This exact moment had been played in his mind a thousand times already. Merlin, why was he so nervous? What he wanted to say really wasn't anything complicated. "Hart," he began, his voice dropping lower as he found the courage to speak. "There's something I've been wanting to say to you for a long time. It feels right tonight, to say it, here... with you."

His hand slipped from Hartley's to his jacket pocket, pulling out the small, velvet box that had been tucked away so carefully. The cool air surrounding them suddenly felt warmer as he held it out, open. It was then he knelt down on one knee.

"Will you marry me?"

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