โฐโโค โDo you think it could possibly be
different for different people? If you
loved someone, truly and deeply,
wouldnโt it feel like . . . like
๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?โ
She didnโt know what to say.
/ for this ball, writing older gregory as the au that fumbled lucy, left society for how long, and is just now returning bc wao ๐
and then after that i might just plan on writing him fresh out of eton and trying to be a man bc iโm never coherent with any of my acc timelines
- back into everyoneโs good graces, dashing up past rumours and scandals as things of the pastโฆ Gregory, on the contrary, has never made quite the recovery from a broken heart.
โIโm sorry I couldnโt write.โ
โI have only just returned,โ Gregory manages to say, albeit a little lamely.
โAfter what happened, I found myself on my own, getting in touch with old friends around the country. The last time I was just with Fitzharding, a former friend at Eton. Heโd just married, you see.โ -
and he's doing so well with all his many nieces and nephews, the darling boy of all his siblings and in-laws, that she cannot help but smile and wish for a day he would fulfill what she knows is his dearest wish, and have a little on of his own. โi know. it is the last time โ
- There was a clipped edge at the end of his story, a smile that now couldnโt seem to reach his eyes.
There was once a time his family had become privy to his whereabouts. But ever since his last sighting in society, wellโฆ
As much as his family could strong-arm their way -
It was sinful, the way his gaze yearns for hers.
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#tulipball
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Gregory clears his throat next to him. He was nursing his second glass of champagne, finally having the time to himself after greeting family, wrangling nephews, (and avoiding Anthonyโs sermons).
โIโll have you know, they serve the best fruit jellies. Worth a try.โ
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with incessant prompting from his mother, he finds himself nursing a champagne flute. reluctance clear on his face as he hovers near the edge of the party.
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This doesnโt go unnoticed by Gregory, the sight of the growing family so endearing that even his expression softens.
โAnd the lemonade table is so far away,โ he quips helpfully, reaching out to pinch William on the cheek.
โwell, they did promise to him not to run around when he left them with their fat mother to get her a lemonade, did they not ?โ chastising glare towards their boys, one that carries no heat at all and clearly betrays that they are, in fact, very much adored and spoiled children.
โAnd miss out on the anniversary of you forever entering our lives? Not a chance.โ He wraps an arm around her shoulders, guiding them both back in.
โHave I already missed out on Anthonyโs speech, telling the guests of how heโs become a much improved man with his better half?โ
patting his cheek with a tender smile. oh. stubble. โyou look very handsome. i was not expecting you here tonight.โ then, in a lower voice. โthank you for coming. it means a lot.โ
Gregory peers over her head with a raised brow. โAnd where is my brother? Doesnโt he know not to leave you running around alone?โ
He shoots an arm out, caging Charles from making another escape.
loud huff as they join them with William perched on her hip ( precariously, due to the round bump ), waddling about. โthey have not a care in the world for my poor nerves ! but boys will be boys.โ
He manages to grab him by the arms before heโs made it outside.
โFinally!โ He breathes out, turning to Sophie with a winded grin. โHeโs here! Hey, Charles, whatever happened to making sure mummy dearest doesnโt trip?โ
Since when did you get faster?! (He calls after the boy, joining in his laugh at the utter glee on his expression. The little sneak, he was weaving his way expertly through the crowd.)