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Reassurance

Writers: Aaron, Heather
Date Posted: 18th September 2021

Characters: F'aen, T'ner
Description: Lehystrath is not talking to T'ner. Luckily, F'aen is.
Location: Barrier Lake Weyrhold
Date: month 9, day 18 of Turn 10


**Leh, this is getting out of hand,** said T'ner as Lehystrath deposited him a significant jaunt from the lake and then flew there without him. He set about to jogging after him, a scowl on his face.

**Can't you at least tell me _why_ you won't talk to me?**

}:I have nothing to say to you,:{ the blue answered, the first words he had spoken to T'ner since the flight.

T'ner sighed and continued his short trek to the lake to wash the blue, alone and in silence.

“There you are,” a voice said. F’aen approached, his blonde hair still wet from his recent bath.

T'ner's face brightened, and he smiled when he saw F'aen.

"Hey," he said, his shoulders relaxing.

“You want some help?” The greenrider offered, already beginning to roll up his sleeves. It was a cooler day.

"I'd love some help." T'ner patted Lehystrath's hide. "Mister Leading Man here and I are apparently no longer on speaking terms, so I might need someone to tell him when I need him to move his butt."

T'ner felt Lehystrath's urge to correct him bubble up, but he still said nothing.

“Uh oh, what did you do?” F’aen asked, casting his shoes aside and rolling up his pant legs.

"I have no idea!" T'ner grumbled. "He's come down with a classic case of ‘if you don't know, I'm not going to tell you.’"

Lehystrath grunted and turned to face completely away from T'ner.

"The big lump has had a trundlebug up his tail ever since... Well, ever since he didn't catch Scarleth."

Lehystrath flicked his tail and sent a splash of water at T'ner, expertly missing F'aen.

F’aen laughed and patted Lehystrath’s soft hide.

“Well, you can’t win them all. You at least got to enjoy a ‘moth afterwards, right?”

T'ner blushed and wrung out the bottom his shirt before getting started on scrubbing Lehystrath.

"Yeah, I... I ended up with someone," he confirmed. "Another one of the chasers."

"Who?" F'aen asked, without jealousy as he scrubbed on the other side of Lehystrath. Scarleth was lounging on a ledge somewhere with Y'sak's Vemiath.

"Uh, T'kala?" T'ner answered as though F'aen might not like the answer. He wished he were on the same side of Lehystrath, so he could see F'aen's face.

"Oh, that's good, T'kala is great in flightmoth situations. He doesn't let all of the passion and stuff rattle his thinking." There was a reason F'aen had recommended T'kala to virgin greenriders when he'd worked in the Weyrlingstaff at Dolphin Cove.

This renewed T'ner's guilt, because he _had_ let the passion and stuff rattle his thinking to a significant degree.

"I'm... Yeah, I was probably lucky I bumped into him."

F'aen finished scrubbing in his area and moved around closer to where T'ner was where they could see each other. "Yes, I'm glad you were with someone who would take care of you." Not every 'moth was that type.

T'ner sagged a bit as he realized how selfish he had been not only to let himself moth T'kala with anger on his mind, but also not even to consider that F'aen might not have been well-treated during the flight, himself.

"W-were you... did you have a good time?" he asked.

F'aen was busy applying more sweetsand to his brush and lathering it up while he answered. "Yes. I always prefer when a bluerider catches Scarleth, as opposed to a brown or bronze." Blueriders typically knew their way around, so the experience was less awkward after the flight lust had faded.

"I'm glad you didn't get hurt," said T'ner. "Uh, hey." It might seem out of the blue, but there was no reason he could not simply say it. "I love you."

Even though they were weyrmated, they had not really talked much about love. F’aen cocked his head to the side and squinted at T’ner through the sunlight. “Are you upset about not winning? And I love you too, by the way.”

"I think so? Maybe? I don't want to be," T'ner admitted as he started to shiver uncontrollably. "I'm sorry."

“Hey,” F’aen captured one of T’ner’s soapy hands in his. “It’s okay to be.. upset about mating flights. Just because they’re a normal part of dragonrider life doesn’t make them easy.”

"I just. Don't want to do stuff that's going to make you want someone else instead," T'ner said, his voice breaking, and a tear sliding down his cheek. "Instead of me. I know flights happen, and I know I won't win every time, it's just..."

He gripped F'aen's hand.

F’aen pulled T’ner against him, wrapping his arms around his weyrmate. “Don’t talk like that.” He murmured against the bluerider’s ear. “Nothing could make me want someone else instead of you, certainly not a flight. You’ve been through a lot in the last couple of months.”

T'ner laid his head against F'aen and could not stop the tears from streaming down his cheeks.

"I couldn't have done it without you. I'm... I'm sorry for being silly, I just..."

“You’re not being silly, but you have nothing to worry about with me. I don’t want to share you with anyone.” F’aen assured him. “And I have no eyes for anyone else, not even Y’sak.”

T'ner shuddered at hearing his name.

"A-are you sure?" he asked. "He's... funnier than me. Handsomer than me. He's probably better in bed than me. More confident than me..."

“Funnier? Not a chance. More handsome? Hardly. And better in bed?” F’aen’s lips found T’ner’s neck. “Why don’t we get out into deeper water and I’ll prove that’s not true either.”

So, all _he_ really had on T'ner was the confidence.

}:Supposing you put on your big boy pants and found a little confidence of your own, would that suit you?:{

**Are you talking to me now, then?**

}:That depends. Go show your weyrmate your confidence.:{

T'ner half-moaned and giggled. "Maybe someone will see us," he said as he put his hands around F'aen's waist and walked deeper into the water.

Maybe _he_ would see and know that T'ner was not going to be a pushover this time. Not just going to let someone take his lover away, not again.

“Then we’ll give them a good show.” F’aen purred, pulling T’ner into deeper water.

Last updated on the October 1st 2021


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