wip wednesday
Dec. 27th, 2023 11:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
theteaisaddictiveshh, it’s still wednesday for fifteen minutes
from the beauty and the beast fic hesitantly titled ‘MOUNTAIN GOATS NO CHILDREN DOT MP3’
He’s been in love before — he’s bedded other women before — but it’s never felt like this. Something precious, and rare. Something to savour slowly, over the course of a lifetime together.
”That was why the staff didn’t say anything when you asked,” he says eventually. “The pressure that would put on a person, to know that they had the lives of an entire castle at stake if they didn’t develop feelings for me . . . It wouldn’t have been fair.”
“I can see why,” Belle says. “I can almost feel that strain, even though it’s retrospective. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I’d known beforehand.” She brushes a strand of loose hair away from her face, before twisting in her seat to look at him face-on. “Didn’t that put the same amount of pressure on you, though?”
“In a way, I suppose so. But I got us into this mess; it was only fair that the Enchantress give me a way out of it as well.”
“No, I mean — would you have fallen in love with anyone who walked through those doors? Even if you were a poor match, or you didn’t fit together?”
He thinks for a moment, before answering. “To be honest, I don’t know. What I do know, dearest, is that I’m so very thankful that it was you who marched through those doors and knocked some sense into me. I think I would have fallen in love with you even without the threat of the curse hanging over me. I hope so, anyway.”
She smiles thoughtfully, clearly thinking over his words. He wants to know what her thoughts are — wants to be able to read her face as easily as he reads Shakespeare — but he lets it be for now. They can spend their whole lives learning each other by heart thanks to her.
from the beauty and the beast fic hesitantly titled ‘MOUNTAIN GOATS NO CHILDREN DOT MP3’
He’s been in love before — he’s bedded other women before — but it’s never felt like this. Something precious, and rare. Something to savour slowly, over the course of a lifetime together.
”That was why the staff didn’t say anything when you asked,” he says eventually. “The pressure that would put on a person, to know that they had the lives of an entire castle at stake if they didn’t develop feelings for me . . . It wouldn’t have been fair.”
“I can see why,” Belle says. “I can almost feel that strain, even though it’s retrospective. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I’d known beforehand.” She brushes a strand of loose hair away from her face, before twisting in her seat to look at him face-on. “Didn’t that put the same amount of pressure on you, though?”
“In a way, I suppose so. But I got us into this mess; it was only fair that the Enchantress give me a way out of it as well.”
“No, I mean — would you have fallen in love with anyone who walked through those doors? Even if you were a poor match, or you didn’t fit together?”
He thinks for a moment, before answering. “To be honest, I don’t know. What I do know, dearest, is that I’m so very thankful that it was you who marched through those doors and knocked some sense into me. I think I would have fallen in love with you even without the threat of the curse hanging over me. I hope so, anyway.”
She smiles thoughtfully, clearly thinking over his words. He wants to know what her thoughts are — wants to be able to read her face as easily as he reads Shakespeare — but he lets it be for now. They can spend their whole lives learning each other by heart thanks to her.
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