forum The Circus (sort of reboot) [Closed]

Started April 16, 2019 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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"We've been in this cage long enough that I know you're lying."

Finn chuckled dryly. "You know me too well." For a moment he considered sharing his thoughts with Westan, but decided that it would be better if he kept them to himself. Finn didn't want Westan or Azalane to start worrying because of what he told them. "But really, it's nothing."

Westan sighed. "If you think that's best," he said resignedly.

Beaux stood and walked out the door. To the left was the hall that led to the cafeteria and the right, the main room. Other than those places she's never been anywhere else. "Do you think he may have an office near the main room?" Beaux had no idea where to start.

Tam tied Naomi up with a metal cord and dragged her out into the hallway.
"She'll know," he justified. "Now I'm pretty sure there's some sort of file storage next to the backstage entrance."

Westan sighed. "If you think that's best," he said resignedly.

He nodded. "Sorry, I just don't want you to worry." Finn admitted, sitting criss-cross on the floor.

Westan sighed. "If you think that's best," he said resignedly.

He nodded. "Sorry, I just don't want you to worry." Finn admitted, sitting criss-cross on the floor.

"I worry more than I should already," Westan replied.

"Exactly. You don't need to worry about me, because you already have so much going through your mind." He explained simply.

"As it so happens, you occupy most of my thoughts," Westan said without thinking. Immediately after, he blushed a rather nice carnation pink and buried his face in his hands.

Finn could feel himself blushing. "Oh…well I hope that they're good thoughts that make you happy." He mumbled softly, not able to make his voice louder than that.

"Yes. They're beautiful thoughts," Westan replied softly, peeking through his fingers to gauge Finn's reaction.

His blush deepened even more, and the butterflies in his stomach were going crazy. "Beautiful…" Was all Finn managed to say. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Westan's.

"Y-Yes," he said. It came out more as a question, and he hoped Finn didn't think he was an idiot.

"Yes." Finn echoed as he scooted closer, his cheeks and ears now a deep red color. "Beautiful."

Westan lowered his eyes then looked up again through his long lashes. He mumbled something incoherently and shook his head, making his hair fan out slightly.

(meanwhile Aza is just watching them)
"What was that?" Finn asked softly, using his hand to brush a loose strand of hair out of Westan's face.

Westan caught his breath sharply and said jaggedly, "'I can't believe this.' That's what I said."

(Finstan?)

(Yes absolutely)

Finn tilted his head slightly, his blush disappearing ever-so slightly. "Can't believe what?"

Westan smiled softly. "You. You're absolutely amazing."

Finn couldn't keep himself from smiling. "I'm not nearly as amazing as you." The butterflies in his stomach were moving so fast that they were about to explode with excitement.

Westan blushed brighter. "Really? You think that?" he said, mildly afraid of his answer.