[ when he looks up, it's to search nureyev's eyes for something. doubt, a lie, some kind of resignation or maybe an indication that this is just a dream and juno's about to wake up all over again.
but his voice is so clear in this moment. and juno lets the dull hum of the station fill that silence.
you're going to ruin this and he'll never forgive you.
but hell, does he want to try. and if that isn't terrifying, he doesn't know what is. he lowers his shoulders, not in defeat, but as if trying to relax in this moment that feels stomach-dropping. ]
It's not gonna be some walk in the park, Nureyev.
[ on his lips, a barely-there smile. it means well. a warning. juno isn't easy to... you know. never has been. can't find it in himself to let go. he nods. ]
weeps
but his voice is so clear in this moment. and juno lets the dull hum of the station fill that silence.
you're going to ruin this and he'll never forgive you.
but hell, does he want to try. and if that isn't terrifying, he doesn't know what is. he lowers his shoulders, not in defeat, but as if trying to relax in this moment that feels stomach-dropping. ]
It's not gonna be some walk in the park, Nureyev.
[ on his lips, a barely-there smile. it means well. a warning. juno isn't easy to... you know. never has been. can't find it in himself to let go. he nods. ]
Alright.