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[ Llewellyn Watts-Maresh wasn’t entirely unused to the idea of his memories being shared with the world around him, but… He still not fond of the experience. Especially given there were now a lot of things that he’d rather not be seen, after his recent trip back to his own world.

Once the situation is brought to his attention, he will likely find his way home for the day for obvious reasons. ]

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(Note: I would be happy to add more/other options if people would like. There are a few that didn't get touched on last time that I saved, so feel free to poke me!)

The Final Curtain Content Warning: Discussions of a murder case (no details of the death, only that it happened while they consider how a suspect might have gotten on stage), and mentions of a sexual encounter without details, just that it happened - Note: This one is a video clip, probably one of the few full scenes you can find online lol.

The Breakup Content Warnings: Discussion of period typical homophobia and insults of the time - Note: This one is a written out version of events, because there is no clip of the whole breakup that I could find. - Wordcount: 1649

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I am sorry too. I am also sorry I have not met your friends.

I admit, there are a few I would have liked for you to meet… [ Perhaps not all of them. His feelings were a bit complicated of late after some things that had happened. I think you would have liked George though, and Doctor Hart, perhaps.

[ Sure, most people didn’t like or trust Violet Hart… But she was always particularly kind and thoughtful towards him. ]

I wish I could meet them. To know those who your heart cares for.

Mm… It would be nice, at least a few of them, but in a place like this one never knows what will happen. We might just as easily see such people we think of here. And if not… I can still share the good stories with you sometimes.

I would love to hear the stories, my dear.

Then perhaps in the evenings, once we’re both finished at work, I can share some of the nicer ones.

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I would like that, Darling. To know you more is amazing.

[ Well, considering a few things… Llewellyn hums at his phone. ]

Do you think you’ll be working late tonight, love?

Not at all. It is too cold to do so.

Alright, I’ll get supper set out for when you arrive… I’m going to going home a little earlier today, and I think we should talk.

[Oh dear, that sounds… worrying.]

Of course dear.

[ Llewellyn would not want him to worry, but he really is bad at all of this. ]

Thank you, my love. I’ll pick up something nice on the way home… Let me know when you’re near and I get make sure it’s warmed up.

Alright. I promise.

[He may already be arranging to leave early.]

Thank you, I will see you in a little while, then.

[ And true to his word, Llewellyn does supper set out for them. Even if it’s a nice reheated stew from the market, he could manage that much on his own at least. A few nice rolls fresh from the bakery and butter set aside to go with it on the side. Well… There had been quite a few rolls at one point, but the detective had been anxiety eating his way through the bag for a little while. Knowing you had to talk didn’t exactly mean you were ready to, after all. ]

[Rhy returned rather soon after the contact, having rushes the best he could.]

Llewellyn, love?

[ Setting a few glasses on the table, he looked up at the sound of Rhy arriving home. Sooner than he actually expected, considering how recently he’d been sending messages. The detective frowned lightly, feeling a bit… off balance. A very strong part of him wanting to back out now on the whole conversation, to just pretend nothing had been on the network and carry on as usual.

Still, the potential for disaster was a strong one and would be worse later. He already checked to see if he could delete the posts on the network and he couldn’t, so his feet carried him from the small dining room to the entry hall. ]

Welcome home, dear. I didn’t um- expect you so soon.

[Didn’t expect him so soon? Rhy wanted to roll his eyes. Don’t be so foolish.]

I was worried, darling.

[ Llewellyn could be quite foolish, and admittedly, he felt it at the moment. The comment gets an apologetic expression, rubbing the back of his neck lightly. ]

I didn’t really want you to worry. I wanted to try to avoid that if I could… Suppose its kind of hard not to, though. [ He moved, helping Rhy out of his coat to hang up. ] Come in and have a seat, love. I have some soup heating and we can um… talk.

[He's heard that 'we need to talk' is a bad sign. So Rhy looks a touch worried when his husband helps him divest himself of his coat. In fact, he looks tense as he moves toward the kitchen.]

[ He’s not good at this, and considering the last few times he had a serious conversation with someone he loved? It probably was natural that he himself be worried about how it would go, considering the track record that had developed in his own world.

But Rhy wasn’t like the other two, and he wasn’t like his sister. This was his husband who’d been far different from them all. He fussed a bit with arranging some cutlery as he tried to figure out what to say or where to start.]

I mean it when I say my intent wasn’t to make you worry, love… I um… It’s not really anything to do with life here, so much as… Back there. [ He gestured slightly, indicating his own world. ] I know I haven’t talked about it much… Mostly because I prefer not to think about it, but with our memories being shared again… It was foolish of me to have not said more. There are things I realize you shouldn’t have to see without any prior knowledge of. There was more than the play on the network, I’m afraid.

[Back there. Ah, that was a complication he well understood concern over. After all, Rhy had his own weight 'back there' with Alucard.]

There was? And what is it you are suddenly concerned I would know?

[ What, indeed. Llewellyn knows that there’s so much to it. The memory shared was one part of a fairly long train wreck that went on and on… But he knows what he’s concerned about most, of course. ]

I... I told you that I had met someone… More than one someone, and that it had never worked out. I just um… Never really went into the details of why or what happened. And… A lot happened? [ Anxiously rubbing the back of his neck, he finally sat down in a chair awkwardly. Then stood up again. He’s agitated by the memories alone, even before really talking about it. ] I suppose I’m concerned that you’d worry, for a start… And that seeing what a mess I can make of things might make you realize what they did. That I’m not… Worth it.

[Not worth it? Rhy goes from patient and attentive to completely impatient in seconds flat.]

You would dare to suggest that I would ever give my time and attention and love to someone unworthy? I'm a king, Llewellyn, and I am not so frivolous with my love. With sex, yes, I was once. But never with my heart.

[ Llewellyn’s shoulders sag at the tone in his husband’s voice. ]

I would never think that of you, my love. It’s just… [ He stared at the table in front of him, swallowing some of the hurt he still tried to manage from his recent return to his world. ] I can make an awful mess of things sometimes. People who saw me as worth having around, who said I was… They changed their minds once they saw that.

I can be impulsive, do things without thinking and it can make things worse rather than better, even if my intentions are good.

[ He cleared his throat awkwardly, knowing an example was probably necessary. What better place to look than the network post? ]

You know that my world isn’t as… accepting as others of men like us. So I never really let myself be, as I am. Not until Jack. [ The man that he had mentioned once, having only just met him before Llewellyn arrived at the Sphere. Having embarrassed himself somewhat and thinking there was probably nothing there, but being wrong. ] He told me that some things were worth the risk, and I believed that. For once I… Tried to take that chance. It was fine for a while. [ It was good, like this. ]

The first time trouble came, Jack had been arrested by a detective who saw us out together… I followed through on what was said. I took a risk. I put myself on the line with my Inspector. I gave him the ultimatum that if Jack deserved to be behind bars for simply being who he was, then so should I. [ Which Rhy would know was dangerous, given all experience Llewellyn had with the Inspector prior suggested he was not an ally. ] And it worked out… For a while, things were fine. Then another man saw Jack for what he was and painted slurs across his shop window. Jack’s business meant everything to him, and well… I did what I thought was right. I arrested the man- but it was a mistake. And Jack decided what we had wasn’t… worth it anymore, I guess. Thought it was too dangerous. So he ended things. I tried to fix it, but it was too late. He’d already decided he’d rather pretend to not be himself. He was engaged to a woman within hours and that was that for a while.

[ For a while. Before the man changed his mind again. But Llewellyn falls silent to take a breath, considering what had happened in between. ]

What?

[Rhy can’t think of anything for a long period of time to say except for that. Because he can’t fathom doing that to a lover. In fact, Rhy is fuming. Had he a spark, a fire would no doubt be started. This was horrid.]

No. You did the right thing. Even if he didn’t approve of you doing it as a lover, you were upholding your duties to the law. The coward!

[Rhy needs to start a fight.]

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