one-shot collection [multi-fandom]

Venus || Barlyle

The moment Phillip stepped into the big tent, he knew something was different.

It was dark, completely and utterly pitch black dark until slowly, one by one, high up in the rafters, tiny little fireflies lit up, dancing and flashing, a magical display that stole his breath away. Distantly, he could hear a piano playing soft, light arpeggios.

Caught up in the magic of the moment, Phillip found his eyes fluttering closed as he began to sway gently to the music, so quiet, so distant, he found himself remembering moments from when he was a child - still innocent and naïve. He was only a boy, 5 at most, it was late and he had already been sent to bed for the night, while his parents danced the night away with their socialite friends. Back then he only wanted to be down there, dancing in a handsome tux, admiring the pretty dresses the pretty ladies wore, the way their jewels danced in the low lights.

It was just as magical now as it was back then, all thanks to a certain Prince of Humbug.

As a hand slipped across his waist, another entwining their fingers with his, Phillip was swept into the arms of the man who had begun to consume his thoughts.

Almost instinctively, as if they were born to dance together, the two men spun and twirled around the empty, firefly-lit ring, swaying and stepping in time with the distant piano which had been joined by swelling strings at some point while Phillip was so deep in thought.

In that moment, surrounded by living stars, Phillip's entire universe was within his grasp, and like a telescope, he was drawn ever closer until no space was left between them.

Slowing to a stop, no words were said, they simply stood there in the silence, foreheads resting against the other, the mingling of breaths was all that was needed.

It was truly magical.