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potentiality_26) wrote2017-02-17 05:45 pm
potentiality_26) wrote2017-02-17 05:45 pm
Fic: So Fair a Gift
Title: So Fair a Gift
Fandom: Kingsman
Pairing/Characters: Eggsy Unwin/Harry Hart, Roxy Morton
Summary: Eggsy is getting a little tired of waiting for a certain someone to introduce himself.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Short (2,675 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: This is a short AU I wrote a while ago and then forgot about. It's (loosely) based on a prompt from this post: “I am a ballet dancer and I see you every time I perform in the first row and there are flowers in my room every time I perform when will you finally introduce yourself” AU. I've done a lot of theater but very little dance, so I may be making some incorrect assumptions. The title is from, "Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night” from Phantom of the Opera, because of course I went there. Not Brit-picked.
Excerpt: It had been a couple of weeks- all right, three weeks and a day- since Eggsy saw the man first. Eggsy didn’t often look at the audience- it was distracting and unprofessional- but on that particular night Eggsy just happened to glance over and there he was, sitting in the front row with this incredibly intense look on his face. He was well fit, wearing a tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders and surprisingly slim waist just as tightly as Eggsy would rather like to, with faintly greying hair and these dark, dark eyes.
On AO3
Fandom: Kingsman
Pairing/Characters: Eggsy Unwin/Harry Hart, Roxy Morton
Summary: Eggsy is getting a little tired of waiting for a certain someone to introduce himself.
Rating: PG-13
Length: Short (2,675 words)
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me.
Notes/Warnings: This is a short AU I wrote a while ago and then forgot about. It's (loosely) based on a prompt from this post: “I am a ballet dancer and I see you every time I perform in the first row and there are flowers in my room every time I perform when will you finally introduce yourself” AU. I've done a lot of theater but very little dance, so I may be making some incorrect assumptions. The title is from, "Your soul is a beautiful thing, child. No emperor received so fair a gift. The angels wept to-night” from Phantom of the Opera, because of course I went there. Not Brit-picked.
Excerpt: It had been a couple of weeks- all right, three weeks and a day- since Eggsy saw the man first. Eggsy didn’t often look at the audience- it was distracting and unprofessional- but on that particular night Eggsy just happened to glance over and there he was, sitting in the front row with this incredibly intense look on his face. He was well fit, wearing a tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders and surprisingly slim waist just as tightly as Eggsy would rather like to, with faintly greying hair and these dark, dark eyes.
On AO3