Closed - Not Quite an Aglionby Party

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What: Gansey and Declan Lynch

Where: Declan's townhouse

When: After Gansey's trip back to Henrietta

Warnings: Will update as needed.

 

 

Gansey might be avoiding a few things.  If he was honest with himself, he was avoiding a number of things.  Two of those subjects of avoidance were Ronan and Adam.  He still wasn't sure how to talk to them about the past few weeks, or his return to Henrietta.  Texting Adam had at least opened up the conversation.  Ronan was going to be difficult.  Talking with death was never easy with his best friend and talking about his own death wasn't exactly comfortable for Gansey.

 

Since Ronan seemed to be busy with work or the Barns, Gansey felt that he could visit Declan without too much guilt.  And visiting the eldest Lynch might help him figure out how to talk to Ronan about what happened in October that the months following Gansey's resurrection.

 

He hadn't been able to find pizza, so he picked up a variety of noodles to go with the 'not entirely terrible alcohol' that Declan had acquired.  He made sure that they were the type that he'd noticed Declan gravitating to before when they'd shared a meal.  He had the feeling that Declan would easily defer to Gansey's tastes, which usually reverted to Ronan's, instead of his own if Gansey let him.

 

Arriving at this world's version of Declan's townhouse, he shrugged his messenger bag's strap higher onto his shoulder, balancing sacks of take out before knocking on the door.

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"I could. It's been strange having to deal with so many memories. Here. What's left of that other Gansey. What happened after I went home..." Declan knew more than most about what happened in October. Gansey had lied easily to his family, deflected Blue's, even though all the psychics knew that Blue had kissed him. The reasons, the real reasons other than the vague, 'It was the only way to save everyone', was only known by a select few. "And now I'm here again, trying to figure everything out."

Everything being Adam and Ronan and how he fit in now that he had a forest hidden inside him.

That was something very few people, if anyone, knew.

Declan might have guessed, but Gansey wasn't certain. The eldest Lynch was far more clever than Ronan considered, only seeing Declan as an obstacle instead of other traits.

As Declan set down the food, Gansey placed his messenger bag down carefully, trying to make sure the contents didn't rattle together. He smiled at the thank you, strangely pleased that he'd managed to get a reaction from Declan that wasn't rote politeness and careful smiles. He set down a bulky, paper wrapped parcel, the practical housewarming. A set of eight dinner plates, in four bright colors, two of each one so no one would fight over who could have a certain color. He'd almost bought an odd number, but it seemed like that would remind them both of people who weren't in Haven with them.

The other gift would wait until they'd both relaxed over food and whiskey. Then Gansey wouldn't be so nervous about offering that present to Declan.