A dam bursts inside Nicky, and he is so swept away in the tide of his relief he admits everything. “I meant it,” he says. “Of course I meant it, I’ve fallen in love with you. Let me keep you. Let me stay with you. Marry me, Joe.”
“I thought I would spend my nights in darkness,” Joe tells him, and Nicky knows this about him, too, that he will not give a straight answer when a poem would do. “I thought I’d live on a pale shadow of what you’ve made me feel. But you – your smile could light up the darkest night, Nicolò. Your heart is so sweet, my love, you’ve captured mine so easily. I’ll stay with you for as long as you’ll have me.”
Nicky would blame the wine, he would blame the summer breeze, the beautiful view, temporary insanity, anything, but it would be a lie and he’s an honest man. If he’s drunk on anything, it’s Joe. If anything makes him shiver, it’s Joe. If there is any beautiful view, it’s Joe’s eyes, bright with tears and smiling at him. If he’s insane, it’s only love.
OR: The one where Joe and Nicky get married after knowing each other for two weeks.
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22 Jul 2021
“And it didn’t bother you that the guard thought you were -- that we were -- ?” Nicolò asks, for what is definitely the fourth time, as they bed down, hopefully hidden from view by the reeds and trees of the Nile delta.
Yusuf sighs, rolling onto his back. “Do I mind that he thought I would be foolish enough to abandon all reason and take up with one of the men who helped sack Al-Quds? Yes, a little. Not enough to stop from using it as a perfectly serviceable escape route.”
“No,” Nicolò says, “I mean, that you would prefer the company of other men at all.”
Yusuf blinks, bemused. He hadn’t even thought of that. “As a rule, I try not to be insulted by accusations that are true,” he says drily.
OR: Five times they were faking it and two times it was real.
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22 Jul 2021
Shivering, Nicky draws in tighter on himself. The room they’re being held in is small, but it’s drafty. The vents keep letting in more bursts of air, and they took Nicky on his evening run. He’s wearing shorts and a T-shirt, and the sweat has long-since become cold and clammy against his skin. He has no real concept of how long they’ve been in here, but he knows it’s been at least three hours. That makes it past midnight. There are goosebumps on his knees.
To his left, Joe shifts.
“It’s okay,” Joe says, voice hushed. It’s an improvement over the first hour, when he wouldn’t stop calling for help even though there was clearly no one listening. “We’ll be warmer closer together.”
Romance novel blurb: Kidnapped together, sons of rival business moguls Joe al-Kaysani and Nicky di Genova find common ground...and maybe more.
Fandom: The Old Guard (Movie 2020)
04 Jun 2021
Fandoms: The Old Guard (Movie 2020)
25 Apr 2021
“Let’s start with an easy one: How long have you been together?”
Joe flicks his eyes up at the ceiling as if he needs to think about this for a moment. Which he does, because he’s known Nicky all of four days.
“It’s been nearly four," Nicky scoffs.
“I was rounding down.”
“Oh, now you’re rounding down? I’m sure you were rounding up when—”
“Okay, let’s stop there,” Copley interrupts him, eyes a little wider as he scribbles down on his notepad.
After a fight at work, their boss signs Joe and Nicky up to mandatory reconciliation therapy. Only somehow, somewhere some wires get crossed and Copley, their therapist, thinks they're there for couples therapy. And who would Joe and Nicky be to correct him if they can bet on when he'll notice instead?