[Calamities. Like they aren't used to dealing with nigh-daily cockups and Humdrum nonsense. He wasn't worried about the nightmares, they could handle that, especially if Baz had his magic. Baz was one of the most powerful -- graceful -- magicians Simon knew.
He wasn't really sure what he was worried about, now that Baz was here.
Somewhere nearby, quiet music began playing. A gentle guitar melody; Simon couldn't place it. Maybe it was from someone else's world. But he started to sway, arms still tight around Baz, in the closest approximation he could get to dancing without stepping all over his poor boyfriend's toes.]
I'd sing to you if I knew the words. [Simon says quietly.] I was always kind of scared to sing before. In case I accidentally did magic and blew someone up or something. It's kind of nice, not to have to worry about it.
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He wasn't really sure what he was worried about, now that Baz was here.
Somewhere nearby, quiet music began playing. A gentle guitar melody; Simon couldn't place it. Maybe it was from someone else's world. But he started to sway, arms still tight around Baz, in the closest approximation he could get to dancing without stepping all over his poor boyfriend's toes.]
I'd sing to you if I knew the words. [Simon says quietly.] I was always kind of scared to sing before. In case I accidentally did magic and blew someone up or something. It's kind of nice, not to have to worry about it.