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"Sometimes we don't know what we're waiting for
And that's the time to be the first one on the dance floor." art credit code credit

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[unwisely]

How could Willow not have been drawn to those sad eyes, this gentle, beautiful man and to even the first hints of what would turn out to be that breathtaking smile? But to know that they were both lost in each other from so early on, well, it made a few things make sense. Looking back, perhaps they'd both been a bit oblivious.

How many nights had he curled up close to Kristophe 'for warmth' or 'because of space' or some other thin-as-hell excuse?

It didn't matter now. Not now that they were in one another's arms properly. This was a new beginning. He leaned back to seek out Kris's eyes with his own. "I had a thought about a name for the bakery."

[rosepaean]

Kris's perception and insight had failed him when it came to Will and perhaps it still would've if not for that song that had resonated so deeply within him but now there was no uncertainty or doubt within them and they had this time for each other-- but he'd accepted those touches as Will's excuses, grateful for those excuses.

Willing to tender his own excuses in response.

Now they need not labour underneath such pretenses any longer. "Oh yes, you know I would love to hear it. My own families bakery is named "Bread and Butterflies" but I think that I do not want that name for our bakery, and perhaps I am not as creative as you are." his mother had been a poet before a baker so that name had tracked.