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Come With Me?

Writers: Aaron, Heather
Date Posted: 5th March 2021

Characters: F'aen, T'ner
Description: T'ner seeks comfort after his weyrmate leaves him.
Location: Dolphin Cove Weyr
Date: month 8, day 1 of Turn 10
Notes: Mentioned: Ayressa


Critical green eyes surveyed the mountain ridge on canvas as F'aen's hand waited, poised in the air with his brush to make the next stroke. Chewing on his bottom lip, the greenrider flicked his head, tossing his hair out of his eyes as he made a bold downward stroke, the trunk of a tree in the foreground of the painting.

}:Lehystrath's rider is here. Leh says he is upset.:{ Scarleth passed along to her rider.

Arching an eyebrow, F'aen set his paintbrush aside. T'ner was rarely ever upset, in fact, F'aen couldn't recall ever really seeing the bluerider down or sad. The T'ner he knew was incurably optimistic and positive.

"What's the matter?" he asked as the younger man came into his weyr.

T'ner had spent no small amount of time after Ayressa left clinging to Lehystrath and weeping, sobbing, crying. He felt tired. Probably looked exhausted. But he had gone to the baths and tried to freshen up before he went to see F'aen. He did not want to look pathetic.

"Oh," he said, his voice still a bit raw. "You're... you're painting, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt."

F'aen pulled his painting apron over his head and tossed it aside. "It can wait." Stepping over to T'ner, he curled his hands over the bluerider's shoulders. "What's wrong?"

"Ay–" T'ner's voice broke as a single sob erupted, but he squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed it. He coughed and cleared his throat. "Ayressa left me," he managed to say. He willed himself not to start up again with the weeping. It had taken him long enough to stop the first time.

The greenrider pulled T'ner into a hug, strong arms wrapping tightly around him. "What do you mean, she left you?" he asked, since T'ner had never mentioned that he and Ayressa were even having problems.

"She... she just... walked in. Said she had met another man. I was excited at first; ashes, I must have looked like such a flaming, bloody _fool_, smiling at her like it was good news," said T'ner through gritted teeth as he clung to F'aen.

"She loves him," he went on. "And falling in love with him made her realize that... whatever we had, it was never..." He stopped to breathe again for a few moments. "She says he makes her want to be with him. And not with anyone else."

"All this time, I thought... I thought she loved me like I love her. But she never did. And she's leaving – but not just me. She's taking Resser and going with _him_ to Barrier Lake."

It was on the tip of F'aen's tongue to say "I told you so." He had always known that some holdbred girl, such as Ayressa, would never really be okay with sharing her weyrmate, especially not sharing him with a man. Now she had found a new man who didn't want to share, which was what F'aen predicted she wanted all along.

There was also a tiny, devious little part of F'aen that was pleased. No Ayressa meant he could spend more time with T'ner uninterrupted.

"What are you going to do?" he asked T'ner.

"I... I'm going to ask you for something. Something really selfish," T'ner finally said. He tried to breathe, but ever since Ayressa had spoken to him, breathing steadily, smoothly had been an effort.

"I thought she could love someone else without losing her because _I_ love someone else. And I... I know it's fast. I don't want to scare you away. But I love you every bit as much as I love her, and I can't lose you both. I just... I don't know what's left for me but Lehystrath if I lose you, too."

T'ner took a deep breath. But just like Ayressa, if he was going to lose F'aen now, he was always going to have lost him.

"I'm going to ask to go to Barrier Lake, too, so that I can be near my son. And I need you to come with me." He pulled back to look into F'aen's eyes.

"Wait, back up," F'aen said, the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "You love me?"

T'ner froze, and his lip quivered. Well, this was the moment of truth, he supposed. He nodded, trying not to let his heart fly out if his mouth, and he was already wincing for the blow that was sure to come. There was no way F'aen could love him, too. It was too soon. It was ridiculous. _T'ner_ was ridiculous.

He was not lover material. He was just the friend that you used until someone better came along.

Cupping T'ner's face in his hands, the F'aen traced his thumbs over the bluerider's satiny-smooth cheekbones. "That's good, because I love you, too. I would hate for this to be a lopsided relationship."

T'ner shuddered with relief, and tears streamed down his face. For the first time that day since his flaming, bloody fool moment, he had cause to smile.

"Me, too," he managed to say in a half-laugh, half-sob. He had some very recent experience with learning what a lopsided relationship felt like.

"D-does... that mean you'll come with me?" he asked, bracing himself again for the ‘but’. I love you, but...

F'aen studied T'ner's eyes cool blue eyes, the color of blue just at sunrise, he thought. Transfering Weyrs was no small thing. He'd been at Dolphin Cove or Turns, that was where all of his friends were but.... What else did he really have there? It wasn't as if he received any recognition as a part of the Weyrlingstaff. Barrier Lake needed new staff, he knew.

"I'll come with you... as long as we share a weyr."

"I wouldn't dream of asking for anything less," said T'ner, finally feeling there was still some hope to be had for him yet. "I would like to kiss you, but I think I should blow my nose first," he laughed.

“You go blow your nose and then join me in the bed. I’ll cheer you up,” F’aen promised as he slowly took a few retreating steps, drawing his shirt open and over his head as he went.

T'ner smiled as he watched F'aen go. He would not have thought he could possibly be in the mood for it, but with a show like that, he did not think he could resist after all.

He pulled off his own shirt and used it to wipe his face and blow his nose, then tossed it aside. Then he followed F'aen to the bed. "Would you wanna be the one on top this time?" he asked tentatively.

F’aen’s eyes glowed with warmth. “You know it.”

Last updated on the March 9th 2021


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