Yes, it is that ballet AU again. This one happened because the glasses in amatterofcomplication’s manip led deathtodickens to draw a magnificently romantic doodle, which she gave me leave to write into a story. So I thought about stars and glasses, and this is where it led. Also leading into this are Fluidity, Rotation, Momentum, and Prismatic, without which this won’t make a great deal of sense. It may not make a great deal of sense anyway; all I can say in my defense is that I am a fool for love.
“Ugh,” Myka says when she puts down her phone. “I can’t believe this.”
“Can’t believe what?” Helena asks. She is sitting on the floor with a foam roller under her thigh, working out a kink she’s been complaining about since she got home.
Myka is trying to hold back, at least for a little while, from volunteering her services as a masseuse. “Well, it’s not as bad as a balky hamstring, but I have to wear my glasses tomorrow. And Wednesday. They’re very sorry to have completely blown off ordering my new contacts, but there’s no way now to get them to me sooner than Wednesday afternoon.”
“You’re right,” Helena says, “it’s not nearly as bad as a balky hamstring.” But her tone is playful.
And Myka gives up. She doesn’t want to be an inch away from Helena, ever, and certainly not when they’re in the same room, the same room at home—well, technically this is still Helena’s home, because Myka still has her own apartment, because there’s a lease that won’t be up for another month. But after that… after that, they’ll officially live together, and then after that, they’ll officially promise to live together for the rest of their lives. It’s all happened so fast that Myka feels giddy, but she also feels absolutely certain. “Need some help with that hamstring?” she offers.
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