Let your heart decide

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This one's for "Qwerty_2poynt0" on ao3, who requested I do Aladdin, fun.


Evan was staring out of the balcony, watching how the city stretched before his eyes, going further and further, and then the horizon, nights like these were bittersweet.

"Do you come here very often?"

Evan jumped in place, almost slipping out but stopping himself, when he opened his eyes he saw a face very close to his and fell backwards instead.

"Whoa"

Evan groaned and sat up; the prince that had arrived today was poking through his railing. Evan blinked, once, twice, thrice, before rubbing his eyes, but the sight before him didn't change

"Are you ok?"

Evan nodded, momentarily speechless; he watches as the other moves upwards before he jumps over the railing and joins him on the balcony. Prince Connor offers him a hand, which Evan takes because he knows he won't be able to stand on his own.

"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to scare you like that"

"N-no, it's not your fault, I'm just... jumpy"

"Still, I apologize"

Evan shrugged, but the prince seemed to be unsatisfied with this, then he got a look on his eyes. With a smile illuminating his face, Connor went back over the railing and stepped into what Evan knew to be a drop, he didn't feel himself reaching out, but soon he was in the railing looking down at the empty ground.

"Up here"

Evan lifted his head, to find Prince Connor hovering in what looked like a fancy carpet.

"You're flying"

"Magic carpet; let me give you a ride for... our whole relationship so far I guess"

Evan hesitated; he was curious, and kind of eager to see where the prince would take him, wanted to do something risky for the second time in his life. Connor noticed his hesitance, and moved closer with a softer smile.

"Do you trust me?"

The words rang on Evan's head, in this position Connor was the perfect mirror image on the boy he had met in the city. Evan had thought the two looked similar back when he first met the prince, but this seemed to be the final proof; he took the hand offered to him and let Prince Connor take him away.


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