Unveiledvagabonds - Muses By Murr...

closed starter blair x jack

taking them to the edge of alexandria, the drive barely lasting thirty minutes, for the first time in a long time the dragon found himself a bit nervous. pulling up to a sprawling, empty lot, he parked his truck and without saying much of anything he got out a took a few steps towards the open acreage; his hands on his hips as he waited for jack to get out and join him.

"bare with me here, i know i promised you some big surprise and this doesn't look like much..." he spoke as he heard the crunch of leaves and dirt beneath the other's shoes as he approached.

"but just humor me? come 'ere..." turning back, he stretched out his hand and offered it to jack. "we've been here for three months now, alexandria is comfortable, but it feels like something is missing. now, i could be crazy, but imagine if we built a small house over there to the left; by the tree line." he explained as he point over with his left hand, gesturing at a flat section of land against the thick line of trees. "a story, maybe two if we really need it, and some yards behind it i was thinkin'-- now it would still take some time but, with my powers, i could clear us out some land and dig us a small pond."

"--and over here," he pulled jack closer, resting jack's back against his chest as he shifted his hands around so he could, instead, wrap his arms around the man as he spoke. "what if we built a barn-- or if i built a barn. doesn't have to be anything big, just something we could put a horse or two in," he continued on as his hands settled on the other's waist; his chin resting on jack's right shoulder. "we've got enough space to make a garden or two, might even be able to squeeze some cattle in if we're smart about it. i know it's nothing like what we used to have but, i don't know, give me some time with-- i think i could make it feel like home for us."

technically blair had everything he wanted, everything he needed, with jack at his side but since settling in alexandria he still felt anxious; he felt like something was missing and nothing he did was enough to keep him busy. this would though. this would keep him busy. this would quiet his mind.

"what do you think? crazy idea? the lands all for sale..." actually it wasn't. blair had already bought it. "...it's small, i know, but we could make it work. our own little ranch, one no one can take from us this time."

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"he was nice. it was... nice." while he wasn't lying, the man was easy to talk too and even easier on the eyes, the night didn't exactly go off without a hitch. dinner was incredible. they spent a few hours over a nice meal getting to know each other and laughing as they shared embarrassing memories and experiences. the drinks that followed were even better. even though keagan knew how to play darts, he didn't stop the man from holding around him so he could show keagan the best stance to use while playing. they flirted and bantered for what felt like hours until the other finally made the offer to take keagan home.

"he was super sweet, and easy to talk too. we had a blast, really, we did leofwyn-- you haven't lost your mojo." the lie lingered for a minute or two in silence, as if keagan was trying to make himself believe it only for the witch to let out a sigh and crack.

"okay, i still don't think you've lost your mojo-- this one was almost perfect-- but once we got back to my place? he kept calling me his ex's name and was concerned more with getting himself off than making it pleasurable for the both of us." but that wasn't leofwyn's fault. "when he left this morning he said he'd love to take me out again when i'm less distracted, which was hilarious." in his defense, keagan had spent most of the night telling stories about leofwyn; about his best friend and how much he loves spending time with him, and how he genuinely just can't imagine doing things without him around because even just having him to talk to makes things feel easier for the witch. "i don't know. i just... i think we were a good match on paper but not in person. maybe it was just a bad time for the both of us, which has nothing to do with you. we messed it up, not you."

keagan was trying to be nice.

@unveiledvagabonds; for leofwyn to interrogate keagan over lunch at a café.

"now come on, tell me. how did the date last night go?" he'd been trying to set his friend up for what felt like years now, on and off. it didn't matter that he was completely and utterly smitten, head over heels for the other. leofwyn had a job to do and he was going to do it to he best of his ability. though he was starting to wonder if he was too close to keagan for his magic to work properly... or if his own feelings for the witch was messing up his matches, unintentionally or otherwise.

it wouldn't be the first time in his life that the couples the cupid had brought together parted ways. contrary to popular belief, love wasn't eternal; and sometimes it fell apart. it occasionally had him a little weary, dejected by the outcome of it all, but he's seen how love could change people, heal their broken bones and hearts, make them joyful — he still believed in its power and it's kept him going all these years. leofwyn took a sip of his spiked coffee. it was midday, he was allowed. besides he knew he couldn't be sober for this. "couldn't be that bad right? it'd be pretty embarrassing if i'd lost all my mojo."

Scott Eastwood by Jesse Natale for Square Mile (July 2020)