Finale

I didn’t mean it.
I never did.
I didn’t mean it to go so far.
I’m not like that.
Mango-
Mango wouldn’t have liked that.
He was gentler than I’ll ever be.
He would be disgusted.
Mango didn’t deserve what he got.
He didn’t deserve his bloody end.
I didn’t deserve him.
I still think about it.
Not often.
But I remember standing alone.
It was morning.
And it was cold.
Chilling when your alone.
I tried for years to move on.
I couldn’t.
His smile was everywhere.
His laughter in the breeze.
Moea, he’s something.
Reminded me a bit of him.
I didn’t mean to hurt him.
Or you.
My desire just built up.
It was a split second decision.
I didn’t do anything.
I promise.
I’ve never seen him so-
Confused? Scared?
A mixture of the two.
He really isn’t all that confident.
He just likes people to think that.
I think that’s his dad’s doing.
Rotten man.
Yeah.
I’m sorry.
Fall I didn’t mean to.
It was just so hard-
I don’t blame you.
You- you don’t?
I know what you’re like.
You wouldn’t do something like this without a reason.
We all have our own troubles.
Just don’t let it get the best of you again,
Alright?
I won’t let anything like this happen again.
I promise.
Mango wouldn’t have wanted this.
I’m sorry.
I forgive you.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.

Finale - the last part of a piece of music, a performance, or a public event, especially when particularly dramatic or exciting.

Very stoic, doesn’t speak much
Has witnessed his lover die in battle
Doesn’t want to get attached to anyone
Is gay but doesn’t tell anyone for fear of ruining his facade
Really soft and kind on the inside
Tried to seduce Moea

Was- was that a flutter? Oh the Eleven he hadn’t felt that joyous leap in years. It was wonderful, lovely, just as he remembered it, but this time it was just a little bitter. He liked to pretend he had healed since-
Pools of crimson spilled from the bright dragon’s neck. He was still gasping for air, but his eyes were dull. Life had left them.
But how on Earth could he have such feelings again? How could he risk it? Besides this man already had a lover, he had seen them together. One of the sweetest couples in this clan. Moea. A child of the Wind, he seemed to think the world was created for him. But he had a gentle side, whenever he was with Fall. Finale had seen him so open and vulnerable. And it was irresistible.
After all this time he had to feel for a man already so taken with his partner? To steal him away would be to shatter a blooming relationship. He had had that happen to himself, and he didn’t want to put anyone through that kind of pain.
But didn’t his own happiness matter? Didn’t he deserve a chance to move on? Fall had lived a life of comfort, he probably hadn’t even been scratched, so much as nearly bled to death.
Reasoning of the mind could not console his heart though.
The light filtering through the trees had a tint of the oncoming night, and Fall had left to fetch some soda. Moea stood alone.
Finale put on a smile, though his mind felt heavy, and approached him with confidence. The Skydancer turned in surprise, it was rare this man attempted to start conversation.
“How are you?”
“I’m fine,” Moea muttered, not thinking much of it, “And you?”
“I am well,” He couldn’t believe himself, and how love possessed him.
“What brings you here?”
“Oh, just bored. But I know you can liven up an evening,”
Moea seemed to flush, and his voice raised an octave, “And what’s that suppose to mean?”
He couldn’t help feel a tinge of something in his heart, but he placed his claws on Moea’s shoulder.
“I have to inform you that Fa-“
“I know about him, but why does that matter?”
“I can’t-“
“Why?”
“I just-“
The Wildclaw pressed a finger to his lips.
“Come on now,”
Things had escalated so quickly, Finale felt himself burning, and words tumbled out without control.
Then a veil dropped. And he saw a scared, young man, and his face fell.
“I- I am so sorry I-“ What would Mango think of his behavior? How-
He flew, lifted himself off the ground. The encounter was brief, and neither parties knew quite what happened, or why the tables had turned so quickly. Perhaps regret had finally took hold in Finale