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’  how do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to get to your heart?  ’

“Are you quoting something? Or are you always this profound?”

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’  how do you document real life when real life’s getting more like fiction each day?

Veronica looked up from her journal, unsure if she was the one being talked to at first, “I dunno, my life’s pretty boring. I just bitch about the boring stuff.” she said, shrugging and closing the book.

        when harry spoke of intending to be a fatherly figure to eggsy, the younger males brows furrowed, a look of concern crossing his features for a slight moment. he was worried he may have read this wrong, that perhaps he was crossing some sort of line– but he also knew better. knew how people that felt desire looked at what, or rather who, it was they desired. harry looked at him that way, he knew he did and so eggsy was positive the older male felt the same.

        “stop it, harry– stop holding back. i can see it in your eyes, feel it in your movements, but you don’t have to hold back, not anymore. we’re not with kingsman and even if they were, i would still beg you to stop holding back.” he whispered as he looked into the other’s eyes. “the reason i even divorced tilde in the first place, was because no matter how hard i tried, i couldn’t feel for her the way i feel for you. don’t you see, harry? you’re the one i want.”

“You stupid boy...” Harry sighed at the news regarding Tilde, but was he chiding the fact Eggsy had thrown away a comfortable life and dukeship, or for falling for him. Harry didn’t think too much of himself, believed he’d never been in love, until he’d met Eggsy. All that didn’t matter now, he supposed, as he leaned in, his lips pressing against Eggsy’s. They were stuck in some weird universe, simulation, whatever, but they had each other, and that was all that mattered - that and the fact that Gary “Eggsy” Unwin was in love with him and he loved him back.

“Ooh. I thought it was just a myth of your badass gadgets but it seems to be real” Take said excited. “So what other gadgets do you have?”.

.｡.:*☆ Jim chuckled at this. “Guess I do have to believe you, since you have no pictures to prove it,” He teased back, slightly nudging Silver as well as he spoke.

“And, sorry about that. Pretty odd to be paired off to live with someone you don’t know, though…. you and I could always try to share an appartment, if you want? No idea about your roommate, but I usually do not talk much to mine, so it most likely will not make too much of a difference.”

.｡.:*☆ “Hm?” It caught Dean by susrprise, that Castiel was asking such a serious question all of the sudden. “You know, usually I would say, your ass aned your boobs…” Which sounded stupid, and he knew it. “It is because you are Cass. You have been there for me during my lowest times. Even when it meant going against your orders. You never gave me up. Or Sam.” 

He smiled a little. “You showed me that I can trust you, and that I would actually not regret it, for once.”

.｡.:*☆ “No, uhm, mean….. you know, there are theories about multiple universes existing side by side, but I am no scientist, either, so….” Miles sighed, rubbing the back of his neck.

 “I have heard about this man. Tony Stark. Maybe you should ask him about it all. He does seem to have, uhm… experience with it.” 

.｡.:*☆ Basil huffed, giving Ratigan a glance from head to toe before making a face. “I am pretty sure you are very aware of what I am talking about,” He mused, rolling his shoulders a little, Groaning as he did. “Also, is there any chance that you… would give me a massage again, maybe? Please?”

“Oh. I see. Nice.” he said with a smirk, and then moved behind Basil to knead at his shoulders with his meaty hands, “More Basil, always so wound up.”

.｡.:*☆ “Depends,” Poppy replied with a small shrug of her shoulders. “How much do you care about the girls and guys studying here? He seemed to be pretty new, though. Someone who had most likely mever been in Hogwarts before.”

“...I don’t care for any of the current students.” he admitted, “I don’t know any of them. Just the old ones.”

.｡.:*☆ “I have been good? Can still eat honey. And I sometimes get stuck in places, so… not too much changed, I guess,” Pooh chuckled as he followed along. “What about you?”

“I can’t eat haycorns.” Piglet said with a frown, his nose crinkling. “Well, you’re here, so the s-stuck-ness is only temporary.

.｡.:*☆ “My experience with ghosts had not been a good one yet. They can be pretty vengeful. And scary.”

Sabrina grinned and shrugged her shoulders in response to his statement. “Have heard those are pretty popular these days. But, no, I have definitely planned to pick some old black-and-white movies. They usually do have their own charme, after all, right?”

“The ones I’ve met are more annoying, but our worlds are vastly different.”

        truth be told, eggsy loved the way his name sounded, when it was coming out of harry’s mouth. he was addicted to it, in fact– wondered how it would sound in different pitches, as well. the way the older gentlemen’s body language changed, told eggsy he was finally caving and god was it glorious. he had wanted a very long time for harry to stop being so oblivious and acknowledge what eggsy felt for him. at the other’s words, eggsy furrowed his brows and removed his hand from atop harry’s, bringing it to the other males free cheek after he did so. 

        “harry… are you mental? why would i want anyone else– regardless of age? you’re the man who believes in me, who always pushes me to be better, who cares for me and cares about me. you’re the only man who has ever made me feel… well, loved. i know what i feel, i know what my heart says… but what does yours say, harry?”

Harry felt a bit sandwiched, between Eggsy’s hands on his cheeks, and between being a gentleman and wanting to push the boy up against the wall. He was such an open book, whereas Harry had learnt to hide his emotions behind decorum. He closed his eyes, taking a slow breath. How did he not see--?

“Eggsy,” he murmured once more, after Eggsy’s heartfelt speech ended, eyes opening slowly and his gaze falling on Eggsy’s lips. “I had intended my affection for you to be interpreted in a fatherly manner... but I suppose my... heart says...” He exhaled once more, tea and biscuits, “‘Kiss the boy, you damned fool’.”

“Oh right that.”  Farkas said.  “That all is confusing to me.  I just know animals are my thing and the animals here are not liek home” 

“And where is home for you?”

        “well, excuse me for saying this, but merlin definitely missed out on a good catch.” eggsy stated before licking his lips. maybe it wasn’t just merlin that missed out though? had eggsy missed out on his chance as well? did he ever have one? he didn’t know the answer to any of these questions, but he still remained hopeful– even if he was foolish for it.

        at the squeeze to his shoulder, eggsy hummed lightly, placing his hand over harry’s before he stepped closer, leaving almost no space between him and the older gentleman in front of him. “the man i am today is all thanks to you. i would have ended up some hooligan working for dean or… maybe even a rent boy. i honestly dread to think where i would be without you.” he whispered as he finally brought his free hand up, cupping harry’s cheek after he did so.

        “i’m lost without you, harry– you know that, don’t you?”

“Eggsy...” Harry let a very rare eyeroll slip at the compliment, but he couldn’t very well call it inappropriate, could he. They were two consenting adults, this was Harry’s shop. He let Eggsy move closer, breathing him in through his nose. “I wouldn’t have let you.” he whispered, as Eggsy talked about what might have been, his eyes closing at his touch. “Eggsy--” he repeated, cutting himself off and sighing. It was useless.

He gave a resigning sigh. “Aren’t I too old for you? Don’t you want someone closer to your age?” he asked, not moving away from Eggsy, his hands still at his side.

Genie sighed. “I get that. I wish I could figure out how to get my magic back, at least for enough time to get her memories back of him. This town is rather strange, isn’t it?”

“It’s... well, I believe that we have been plucked out of our respective universes by omnipresent beings and put in one area for them to watch us. Like a human ant farm.”

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“Oh !  Didn’t know anyone was here”  Will said in the lake.   this is his favorite spot to swim in

“Oh. I’m sorry! I didn’t know this was a swimming lake.”

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“Right…seem to be lost” 

“Have you t-tried following your footprints and back tracking?” Piglet asked, helpfully.