My Fairy King

Just Listen My Dear

September 10th 1971
*Cadences POV*

"Of corse!" I gladly accepted his offer I like spending time with him.  He smiled and quickly hid his teeth as always I hated that he did that.  I listened to his heartbeat for a while. My sense of hearing seemed to get a lot stronger which I was expecting. We started walking back to his house after a bit.

"I've finally got a doctors appointment at the end of the month." I decided to tell him. "Oh that's amazing!" He seemed happy for me.  I wasn't entirely looking forward to it not wanting to be given a cane to walk with.  I fucking hate that feeling of knowing something's wrong with me.  People don't even know unless I tell them most of the time!  All having a cane would do is put a bloody sign on my back.

We walked back to his flat and sat on his bed I liked his room it was always slightly cool like there was a breeze.  "I'm making quite a bit of progress on your dress it's almost finished!" I smiled at him oh god he was too good for me.  I looked at the piano in the corner of his room he'd told me about playing it but I'd never actually heard him.  "It used to be at my parents house but they gave it to me since it was taking up too much room." I jumped a bit not expecting him to start talking.

"I write songs darling...would you like to see one?" He seemed a bit shy once again.  "Fred I can barely see anything." We both started laughing that was the first time I'd really made a joke about my vision.  I've got no clue why he lets me call him Fred since he's told Roger to "Fuck off" for doing that.  I asked if he wanted me to stop before but he said no. 

"Well how about this? Just listen my dear." His voice reminded me of all the pieces of silk fabric he'd given me soft and smooth.  He got up and walked over to the piano.  "I'm not a very good player so you'll have to bear with me." I didn't believe him if he's been playing since he was 8 he had to be at least decent.  My thoughts were confirmed as he started playing a beautiful intro to a song.  Then the singing began.

"There's no living in my life anymore The seas have gone dry and the rain stopped falling Please don't you cry anymore Can't you see Listen to the breeze, whisper to me please Don't send me to the path of nevermore"

I muttered a small "Wow.." his voice was incredible and the song was so soft and sweet.  It sounded almost like a lullaby and I closed my eyes to just completely listen.

"Even the valleys below Where the rays of the sun were so warn and tender Now haven't anything to grow Can't you see Why did you have to leave me Why did you deceive me You send me to the path of nevermore When you say you didn't love me anymore"

His singing suddenly got louder at the end making me smile.  I could hear him go on and on for hours to be honest.

"Ah ah Nevermore Nevermore"

He finished his piano playing and turned around.  "That's beautiful!  I swear if you don't get famous the earth should stop spinning."  I stood up to walk towards him hearing him make a flustered little laugh.  He put his arms around my waist to hug me so I put mine around his neck.  His head was resting against my chest which was funny since when we usually hugged that's what I'd do to him.

"What's it about?" I always loved knowing or figuring out what songs were about.  "Being scared someone doesn't love you back." Now I wished he would've gone more in depth but I was fine with that.  It seems as if him and I are having the same troubles maybe he found a new girl after Mary.  I bit my lip trying to hold back any emotions that could come out.

I knew by now that when he meant he "Couldn't stop thinking about me" on their date he was just worried.  I was stupid to think that even for a second he could've liked me.  I ran my fingers up and down his neck lightly feeling that his hair was curled at the nape of his neck.

"Do you straighten your hair?" I knew he did because it looked to flat to be natural sometimes but I just wanted to see if he'd tell me.  "Uhh...maybe" he reminded me of a boy my age sometimes.  "Next time I see you let your hair be curly." I wanted to see him with curly hair so bad and I felt him nod.

I'd love to learn how to play piano but obviously that wasn't going to happen if I couldn't see the bloody keys properly.  He sat up straight to give me a small smile.  I liked being really close to him for a few reasons the main one being I could make out his beautiful brown eyes and smile.  I felt that he still had his hands on my waist. 

This very nice moment was interrupted by a thunk and Roger yelling "FUCK!" Making both of us bust into laughter again.  Clearly he heard us be there was another loud "SHUT THE HELL UP!" Making us laugh louder.  I pressed my head against his shoulder trying to muffle my laughter.  He gave me a little squeeze.

I've got no clue when Nevermore was written I just think that song was perfect for him to sing to her.  So if one of you knows when it was and I'm completely wrong I apologize.