Snippet - Never had any illusions
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wilderthanFandom: The Dark Is Rising
For: Loyalty chapter four
Quality: Unchecked
Characters: John, Owen, Guinevere
John took a step back, glancing over his shoulder for Owen. The man stood there as if transfixed, staring at Guinevere. When he finally spoke, his voice was thick with emotion. "Gwen..."
"I'm sorry, Owen," she said, quietly. John saw that she was trembling: perhaps not enough for Owen to see, but visibly all the same. "I'm so sorry."
"I did my best to raise him."
"And you did well."
"I still -- "
"Please," she said, looking at the ground. Her dark hair fell about her face. "Don't. I never deserved it. I never -- you shouldn't have -- "
"Every human being that loves another loves imperfection," Owen said, quietly. He took a few steps toward her, and John stepped back to give them some semblance of privacy. Owen took Guinevere's hands in his. "I never had any illusions about that. I... I just loved you, and always will. You can trust that promise."
"Owen," she said, and John looked away as she leaned up and kissed Owen as sweetly and fiercely as she could. "Thank you," she said, when she pulled back. "Thank you, Owen."
For: Loyalty chapter four
Quality: Unchecked
Characters: John, Owen, Guinevere
John took a step back, glancing over his shoulder for Owen. The man stood there as if transfixed, staring at Guinevere. When he finally spoke, his voice was thick with emotion. "Gwen..."
"I'm sorry, Owen," she said, quietly. John saw that she was trembling: perhaps not enough for Owen to see, but visibly all the same. "I'm so sorry."
"I did my best to raise him."
"And you did well."
"I still -- "
"Please," she said, looking at the ground. Her dark hair fell about her face. "Don't. I never deserved it. I never -- you shouldn't have -- "
"Every human being that loves another loves imperfection," Owen said, quietly. He took a few steps toward her, and John stepped back to give them some semblance of privacy. Owen took Guinevere's hands in his. "I never had any illusions about that. I... I just loved you, and always will. You can trust that promise."
"Owen," she said, and John looked away as she leaned up and kissed Owen as sweetly and fiercely as she could. "Thank you," she said, when she pulled back. "Thank you, Owen."
