Open: All that you are is a face in the mirror

[vineleaves]

That was certainly a weird dream. If he hadn't experienced everyone else being ...weird alternate versions, he wouldn't think anything of it, but considering the fact that he had, he is now wondering if it happened to him, as well.

First order of business though is of course checking on Mercutio, to make sure he is back. Once that particular fear is gone, he decides breakfast is in order, then he should check up on the garden. Hopefully today will be normal and uneventful.



If anyone would like to speak with regular Dionysus now that he is no longer an AU, feel free! Or honestly if you just want to talk to him anyway, that's fine too.

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[futaille]

He hasn't really had a chance to look at Dionysus's garden. And there's no time like the present, given that Dionysus is probably... Dionysus again.

So he wanders up at a saunter. "It's certainly good to see you."

[vineleaves]

Oh this is absolutely wonderful. Grantaire is outside. Dionysus greets him with a hug and a kiss. “Morning, love,” he says, despite it probably not being the morning at all.

[futaille]

Ha laughs a little. "So you're you again."

[vineleaves]

“Thankfully, yes.” No offense to the guy, but from what he can remember he would much rather have lived his life than the life that other version of him had. “Did you two have a good day, at least?”

[futaille]

He nods. "He was sweet. I'm glad you didn't have to live his life, though."

[vineleaves]

“Me too. Even aside from things he actively was going through — I mean, I had kids by that point.”

[futaille]

He blinks. "Did someone tell you about him? Or do you... have his memories?"

[vineleaves]

“Feels like I dreamt it all up,” he shrugs. “Mercutio’s got the same situation happening, he can remember bits of yesterday. I think I remember more than him though, but I do have a pretty good memory¹, so that might have something to do with it.”



1. … shout out to aornis, hey gurl haaaaay.

[futaille]

He nods, super casually. "Do you remember anything in particular about my time with him?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus just smiiiiiles at Grantaire.


But then he does go serious again and asks, “Did you tell him I wasn’t cursed? Because I definitely was, I just, y’know, got better.”

[futaille]

He might just go slightly pink at that smile. But other than that, he totally manages to stay casual.

"I don't think I said one way or another. If I did, I don't remember."

[vineleaves]

"Well, maybe I'm just misremembering. I guess it's possible there's a lot I don't remember very clearly from yesterday; you'll just have to remind me sometime."

[futaille]

"I could be misremembering, too¹, in fairness. I'm glad you got better, at least." He pauses. "What do you remember clearly from yesterday?"

¹He is.

[vineleaves]

Another smile.

"He couldn't get over how much paper you have in your room. Not a lot of paper back then, you know. And how kind you were. And how much he didn't want to have to leave, the poor dear. And how fucking hot you were in his clothes. And how sweet you were to give him that glass, he thought it was magical, you know. Are his clothes still here, by the way? Just asking. No reason."

[futaille]

He goes bright red. "Maybe."

[vineleaves]

He laughs, and kisses Grantaire. "You don't have to, love, if you don't want to."

[futaille]

"No, no, it's fine, I don't mind, it's just... well, you remember, so there's not much chance to surprise you about it."

[vineleaves]

"...Oh. Yeah, that would've been a good surprise." Damn. "I mean, I still don't know when you might decide to wear that. So it will still be a surprise!"

[futaille]

"True." He pauses. "You don't mind that it shows off a lot of my scars?"

[vineleaves]

"Oh, sweetheart," he wraps him up in a tight hug. "Why would I mind that? They show you're alive." Truly dead people do not get scars. "That you're getting a second opportunity, and that I'm lucky enough to get to be part of it."

[futaille]

He hugs back a bit automatically. "If you're sure."

[vineleaves]

He kisses Grantaire, his darling, sweet, amazing Étienne, who deserves nothing but happiness and joy. "You're beautiful, love." One hand makes its way to his chest. "All of you."

[futaille]

"Even my... fourth toe? What about the mole on the back of my left knee?"

[vineleaves]

Dionysus giggles. "Yes, especially those."

[futaille]

"Oh, especially?"