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 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?"

[vineleaves]

"Well, of course," he says, still giggling. "You know how much I love the backs of left knees. So much more attractive than the backs of right knees."

[futaille]

"Does the same side preference extend to elbows?"

[vineleaves]

Hand over his heart, he fakes being extraordinarily offended. “Of course not. Everyone knows it’s the opposite for elbows.”

[futaille]

"Oh, of course. So clearly, then, the back of my right knee and left elbow aren't beautiful."

[vineleaves]

“Ah, no but you see, I never said they weren’t attractive, I just said the other sides were more.”

[futaille]

"That seems like cheating."

[vineleaves]

“How is that cheating?” he laughs.

[futaille]

"Taking advantage of lexical loopholes. Which, in fairness, I approve of wholeheartedly."

[vineleaves]

"I don't think it's cheating, I think it's ... being advantageous."

[futaille]

"Oh, is that it?"