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That was your thought process every passing day that Lyney hasn't visited or approched you. — Of course you noticed! It's not hard to tell when the 'Greatest Magician of Fontaine' suddenly switches up his habits. And as much as you'd love to look for him and ask him about it, your heart just wouldn't let you.

I mean, you've seen him sometimes with the Traveller, but everytime you try to go near him he immediately runs off somewhere with Lynette! You even wonder if he still likes you from time to time...

And as you sit in silence for the nth time, the sunlight seeping through the windows as the sky; a beautiful golden evening glow, morphs into a somewhat luminous indigo color, — you find yourself resting on your bed, tiredly. 'Maybe he just doesn't want to see me...'

...

'But... if it ever came to that... then maybe it would be best...

— if I distanced myself from him.'

Lyney paces back and forth in the backstage of the opera house. He can't wait to see you after all! The week he's had has been too hectic for him, he thought, with an excited look clearly evident in his face.

A teasing look spreads upon Lynettes face (although its hard to tell if you don't know her well enough) when she sees how her brother is acting. She could always tell what he's thinking after all.

"Don't get too excited Lyney. Remember, we still have a job to do." she says, sounding bluntly to others, but to Lyney, that reassurance is more than enough of what he could've asked from her.

The audience cheers loudly, as they await Lyney and Lynette's performance. Lyney steps out first, and greets everyone.

"Welcome all to the one and only, Lyney and Lynette's Magic Show!" he smiles as he looks around the crowd, scanning each seat as if he was looking for someone; a woman he saw at Café Lutece the other day, a man with expensive taste with clothing, and an aquaintance of his.

Back and forth, Lyney skims through the audience with his sharp eyes, making sure he doesn't miss a single person. But maybe all that effort was for naught. His smile falters as he continues charming the crowd, because he realizes one thing, the anomaly amongst this entire audience laid upon him.

You weren't there.

You didn't come to the show you said you've been looking forward to all this time.

And now, he makes it his mission to find you and bring you back.

Once the show ended, Lyney immediately went out to look for you, making sure to inform Lynette, and his assistants before doing so.

He checked each place you both went to; your favorite spots, places you wished to explore, maybe his house? — All nothing. And so, he goes to the final place he hasn't checked yet, your home.

Soft knocks can be heard from your front door. It took everything in you to even stand up and move, even though your mind was telling you not to.

'Who could that be at this hour?' your mind wanders aimlessly. Part of you hoped that it was Lyney, but you immediately shook those thoughts away. 'Not now, Y/N.'

You gently open the door, opening it bit by bit just to take a peek on who the person could be. — But, it seems this person has other plans.

Lyney opens the door hurriedly, but careful not to be forceful, or possibly hurt you.

"...! Lyney..?! What are you doing here..?!" you say, shock evident in your tone. "I could ask you the same thing dove!" Lyney says as he approaches you slowly, closing the front door behind him.

"Why didn't you attend my show? Weren't you looking forward to it..?" he says with a worried tone, as his hands start roaming around, checking every detail of you to make sure you're okay.

"You were... concerned for me..?" the thought slips from your mind almost immediately, and you accidentally say it out loud. You instinctly cover your mouth because of it, but it looks like Lyney already heard you.

Of course he'd be worried! How could you possibly even ask a question like that?

...

Your eyes suddenly tear up, tiny drops rolling across your cheeks. You didn't even notice yourself tear up at first because of how much used you are of suppressing them. But of course, Lyney notices.

His hands instinctively move to your face, cupping it like you're a delicate thing that could break if handled incorrectly, as he moves the hand that's covering your mouth in order to give you room to breathe. He doesn't speak — not yet of course — and waits for you to do so instead, patiently waiting any sort of response from you.

"..Gah! Im sorry...  I didn't mean to blow up like this on you so suddenly..." you say in between sniffles. You really didn't wish to cry now, — not infront of him of all people.

The words come crashing down suddenly, as your breathing quickens and tears come out too quickly, not intending to stop any time soon. "I didn't mean to bail on your performance... I just... didn't know how to approach you, it felt like you didn't want to see me most of the time, and I was really scared you might leave me all of a sudden, and I didn't know what to do because of that, and I—"

Lyney cuts you off, his gaze worrying although a little distant. As he pulls you into a warm embrace, he slowly rubs your back to comfort you, and your breathing slowly but surely evening out bit by bit.

As you calm down, and as you both settle into each other, the atmosphere around you has shifted into a warmer tone, something raw and unguarded, more real.

"I'm sorry for making you feel that way. I never wanted to make you feel like that, never wanted to make you feel unwanted. I got busier with my work, and I didn't tell you because I thought you'd get worried — looking back at it now, that really wasn't a good idea.. huh?" Lyney chuckles at the end of his sentence, but there wasn't any teasing in it, just... regret.

"I will never make you feel like that ever again. You matter to me the most, you know? And it would pain me to find out that the person I love dearly, was hurt by me."

'This is fine', he thinks. In fact, this is more than fine. Holding you like this, being close to you. He would give everything, or do anything — just to see you smile once more. As long as you don't find out — not yet, atleast — that he's a part of the fatui, then maybe moments like these are if not, more than enough for him.

He hates lying to you of course, really he does. But if it makes you stay, if he gets to be with you, and gets to love you freely whenever he pleases, then he'll protect his secret at all costs.

Not until you're ready to hear it from him yet.