@solardvsts || rhys.
the fair is a nice excuse to get away -- from work, from home, and definitely from rhys -- and so it could not have been better timed. some lost inner child long since buried even delights in the particular brand of merriment that comes from the carnival atmosphere. idol training and dance practice hadn’t allowed much free time for festivals and the like. he hasn’t come with his husband, instead opting to meet up with friends, but of course the first person he sees is rhys. maybe it wouldn’t be so bad if it wasn’t for the circumstances in which his gaze lands upon the man he’s married. as a ‘single rider’ he’s being ushered forward to join rhys in the seat next to him for the ferris wheel. he had just wanted to kill the time until someone he actually wanted to be with showed up. “um no,” he tries waving the attendant’s gestures off. “i’ll wait for the next one.” still, the wheel stays stopped and the tired teen gives him a look that could curdle blood. on second thought -- “fine.” and he slips into the open seat beside his husband. “sorry. hi.”