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rainbowfic2020-08-22 08:16 am
ilthit) wrote in rainbowfic2020-08-22 08:16 am
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Grey #2: Strings (Peccadillo Parlour)
Name: Strings
Story: Peccadillo Parlour
Colors: Grey #2: Greyscale
Supplies and Styles: n/a
Word Count: 270
Rating: teen
Warnings: Anger, jealousy, bad relationships, manipulation, daddy issues.
Summary: Henry repeats his father's patterns in relationships and hates it.
Notes: Crossposted onslashficlets .
Henry's has a type. Twenty-something, outrageous, glittery. Dark hair and beautiful eyes and a narrow waist, something broken under his flashy exterior... They get him, every time. They get to him.
And it starts with paying for dinner. Then paying for the taxi, the hotel, room service, breakfast. Another taxi.
It's not like Henry doesn't know what he's doing, so can he really blame anyone else when it eventually becomes gifts, outfits, watches, plays. When he picks up the odd bill or two. Club tabs for outings he wasn't even there for. Tickets to Belize or Ibiza. Backing a bad loan. Handing out loose money, mad money. The feeling of inadequacy that follows when it turns out that that still doesn't mean you own them.
The joke you become, when the boy eventually cheats.
They're not married. That's how he justifies his anger, even though he's seen the other side, his mother counting pennies when Henry's father shut down her money just to keep her in line, her exhaustion at having to submit to his whims, just so the neighbours don't see wife and son struggling while dad is out there buying race horses and flying first class to Thailand just to pick up a specific kind of tobacco.
Henry takes after his mother in looks, but some nights after the insanity of drink and social media sleuthing, his bathroom mirror shows red blotches on his cheeks, his eyes wild and his teeth bared, and those are the times he can see his father in himself.
All that money, all that cleverness and power, and he still cannot stop himself.
Story: Peccadillo Parlour
Colors: Grey #2: Greyscale
Supplies and Styles: n/a
Word Count: 270
Rating: teen
Warnings: Anger, jealousy, bad relationships, manipulation, daddy issues.
Summary: Henry repeats his father's patterns in relationships and hates it.
Notes: Crossposted on
slashficlets .Henry's has a type. Twenty-something, outrageous, glittery. Dark hair and beautiful eyes and a narrow waist, something broken under his flashy exterior... They get him, every time. They get to him.
And it starts with paying for dinner. Then paying for the taxi, the hotel, room service, breakfast. Another taxi.
It's not like Henry doesn't know what he's doing, so can he really blame anyone else when it eventually becomes gifts, outfits, watches, plays. When he picks up the odd bill or two. Club tabs for outings he wasn't even there for. Tickets to Belize or Ibiza. Backing a bad loan. Handing out loose money, mad money. The feeling of inadequacy that follows when it turns out that that still doesn't mean you own them.
The joke you become, when the boy eventually cheats.
They're not married. That's how he justifies his anger, even though he's seen the other side, his mother counting pennies when Henry's father shut down her money just to keep her in line, her exhaustion at having to submit to his whims, just so the neighbours don't see wife and son struggling while dad is out there buying race horses and flying first class to Thailand just to pick up a specific kind of tobacco.
Henry takes after his mother in looks, but some nights after the insanity of drink and social media sleuthing, his bathroom mirror shows red blotches on his cheeks, his eyes wild and his teeth bared, and those are the times he can see his father in himself.
All that money, all that cleverness and power, and he still cannot stop himself.