The world will end tomorrow. What do you do today?

[mute_clay]

If the world was going to end tomorrow, I’d go pick Callie up. We’d go into the forest. I’d get her flowers and she’d make a crown for herself and I would carry her across the steams and twirl with her till she got dizzy. Laughed.
We’d have a picnic and then we’d make love on the forest floor. I’d go down on her and make her scream. She’d ride me till everything disappeared.
We wouldn’t talk about it. The world ending. We wouldn’t talk about the past either.

We’d just eat and make love and stay up till the stars came out and try to count them. And maybe she’d cry. And maybe I’d cry. And maybe we’d fall asleep. And wake up and make love again.

That’s what I would do. If I was told the world would end tomorrow.

Of course, no one’s going to tell me that. My world went down in flames when Darkly torched our house. My world died when Callie went through the ashes looking for traces of him. My world – does not exist any more.

If somebody told me that the world would end tomorrow, I’d go ask David if he wanted to come down to the beach with me. He might. I’d make a bonfire and we would have a few beers. I’d try and teach him a coin trick or two and he would laugh at me. Then he’d fall asleep and I would stay up. Looking at the stars. Maybe Callie would come. Maybe she wouldn’t. I wouldn’t get angry with her if she didn’t. I understand those things better now.

There’ll be no more green leaves and hot springs. No more pain but no more joy either. When the world has ended.

Then again, my world did end. And sometimes I still smile.


Muse: Clay
Fandom: Passion of Darkly Noon (Misc. Movies)
Count: 305

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[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I did. She was talking to Aragorn and me down at the beach. She was teasing me about my name."

Weps smiles back.

"She's lovely, Clay - and it's clear she loves you."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay grins.

That sounds like Callie alright.

He looks down at his hands.

I know she loves me. And she knows I love her but -

He shrugs.

It just isn't enough any more. She's got - others now.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"Yeah... she was telling Aragorn about those others. She said you didn't like them - and I said you were a pretty good judge of character - I don't think she liked that much..."

Weps smiles and strokes Clay's hair. "Callie seemed to think these guys needed her, needed some light, she said - though she admitted they weren't good men... And she said she loved you, that she wasn't trying to punish you."

He pauses and looks at Clay directly. "I got the feeling that she thought that folks round here didn't like her..."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

The caress is nice but the direction of the conversation is less so.

I know. It's because of David.

Clay looks down then back up at Weps.

One of the men hurt David once. Badly. I think he feels that Callie liking the guy is the same as saying that David doesn't matter. And that isn't how she thinks I know that. But I can't blame him for getting upset.

He shrugs.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps stiffens. "He hurt David...? Fuck. And she still thinks there's good in him? Ah, Clay... women - there's no telling what they'll do." He laughs - but there's no mirth in it.

"I can see why David's upset. And I can see why you're in the state you are."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay shrugs.

I can't - it's Callie. I love her. But David is my friend. This guy - he won't hurt her but -

He doesn't have the words.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"Shhh, come here," Weps murmurs and pulls Clay into a close embrace. "I know you love her... I shouldn't have gone on about it." Weps strokes Clay's back with one hand, the other holds him firmly across the shoulders.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay leans into Weps' embrace, sighing softly. He really doesn't know what to do. At all. Everything used to be simpler. And then there's the rising darkness inside of him and his worry for David and between it all just being held is suddenly very very important to him.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"It'll sort itself out, you know," Weps murmurs, "time has a ways of making it happen."

He sighs and continues to hold Clay and stroke his back. "And if there's anything I can do - anything - just ask... okay? I'm back here to stay, now."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay nods and holds on for a little while longer. Then he leans back.

There's the cat... David's given me a cat and if I need to - go away for a couple of days, I'll need somebody to feed her.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps smiles and runs his hands down Clay's arms before letting go.

"Sure... I'll be happy to feed her. Where is she?"

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

In my new place.

Clay finds a pad and a pen and scribbles the address down then hands Weps the note.

I haven't moved properly in yet. Callie is coming round to help me.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps takes the paper and folds it before puting it in his shirt pocket.

"Okay... anything else I can do?"

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Another hug?


Clay doesn't do puppy dog eyes. But if he did he'd do them now,

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps reaches out to Clay and pulls him in close, wrapping his arms tightly about the other man's body and rubbing his cheek against Clay's hair.

"Any time, Clay - any time," he murmurs. "Don't you forget you've another friend here."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay hides his face in Weps's neck for a little while, hugging him tightly.

Then he pulls back.

I wish I was at home sometimes. In the forest. Things were so much easier then. I miss that.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"I know..." Weps replies, looking into Clay's eyes, "we often wish we could go back to a time when we thought things were simpler, better, easier."

He sighs and kisses Clay's forehead.

"But we can't go back and even if we could, things wouldn't be as we thought they'd be. We tend to remember only the good times..."

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

I guess.

Clay sighs and sits down, scrubbing at his face a little.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps squats down in front of Clay. "I wish I could say something - do something - to make you see that it will be alright - sometime..." He smiles at Clay and pushes his hair out of his eyes.

"Would you like me to stay for a while? Or would you rather be on your own?"

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay smiles at him.

I'll be okay. Sort of. I'll have to get used to being on my own. I've never really been. Only when I first got here.

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

"Okay... I'll go. But you call me or text me if you need me for anything." Weps roots in his jacket pocket and finds a scrap of paper and a pen and writes down his cellphone number. He hands the paper to Clay and looks at him, placing his hands on Clay's knees.

"Being on your own can be fine for a while - it can make you feel independent. But there's a fine line between being independent and being lonely..."

Weps stands up. "It's good to see you again, Clay. Good friends are hard to find. I missed you."

ooc

[aragorn-tm.livejournal.com]

Though Aragorn is nowhere near here he feels a strong need to cuddle Clay. And Weps - as always. So.. *cuddles all around*

Re: ooc

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

snuggles

Re: ooc

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

And of course, cuddling Aragorn is something Weps will always want to do...