encore – acroamatica – 29.5k, sequel to downbeat (the orchestra au)
Maestro Hux of the Erste Orden Sinfonie has survived the big gala concert and won over obstreperous piano virtuoso Kylo Ren and hopefully his board of directors too. But now Ren’s gone back to New York, and mysterious rumblings from the wings suggest that perhaps not all is as serene as it seems.
“Lots of things you do please me.” Ren’s voice had dropped to a low whisper. “Maestro.”
Something deep inside Hux gave a sharp twist.
He couldn’t do this, he couldn’t. “Ren, I…” He gathered his wits as fast as he could.
But it wasn’t fast enough. “You don’t want to do this over the phone, huh,” Ren said quietly.
“No, it’s…”
“Because you change the subject on me every time I try.” Ren huffed a little chuckle. “It’s okay. I get it. What if we just… put that on hold until we’re on the same continent again.”
Hux couldn’t hide the relief making him almost dizzy. “That… would be a lot easier for me, yes.”
“You know I’m still gonna call you anyway.”
He wanted to say something snappy, something witty, but it just wasn’t there; all he had was a suddenly exposed soft belly to speak from.
“I’d like that,” he said, and curled tighter around his knees, wincing at himself.
my cup runneth the fuck over. this is a commission from the intensely marvelous @cylin-aka-ankamo, whom i cannot recommend enough, and who not only captured everything i specified (right down to the colour of paint on hux’s walls) but also everything i didn’t – the softness of the composition, the bare feet, the deep vulnerability in his body language, the way he is the darkest point in the whole picture because all his shadows really come from inside himself. one man, one carpet (doesn’t fly), one terrible virtuoso boyfriend on the phone from new york. one perfect picture.
THIS FIC IS SO GOOD I DON”T EVEN HAVE WORDS PLEASE TO READ THE THING.
Jules' Kylux Stuff 