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TDIR: Reach
Fandom: The Dark Is Rising
Pairing: Will/Bran, Bran/Jane
Warnings: Angst, deathfic
Rating: PG
Summary: Bran called Jane instead. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
over_look.
The first person Bran thought to call when his father died was Will. It was Will, because Will was his closest friend and his secret love, and because Will had known Owen quite well in the end, and because Will was perhaps the only person who knew why Owen was so very, very dear to him. Some people thought, of course, that Owen was nothing but guilt and religion, but Bran -- and Will -- knew better, and Bran was reaching for that knowing and understanding.
He remembered Cafall, though. The memory seems fuzzy around the edges, but he remembers the hollow aching grief, almost as bad as this. He remembers Will's words, distantly, and they'd seemed cold then and horrible now. They took away the deep bite of the loss, in some way, yes, and they acknowledged the worth and beauty that'd been in Cafall, but they weren't -- they weren't enough.
So Bran hesitated, and didn't ring Will.
He dialled Jane's number instead, reaching instead for that warm companionship she'd always offered. For that sympathy and humanity which she had and, in some way, Will hadn't.
Will came to the funeral, but it was Jane who stood beside Bran, holding his hand. Will looked horribly sad, and his expression was mournful and understanding and Bran knew Will felt for him, but it was Jane who cried for him, with him, it was Jane who held him close.
It didn't go away in a day, or a month, or a year, that stubborn spark of love Bran held for Will. But Jane was easier to understand, easier to love.
Pairing: Will/Bran, Bran/Jane
Warnings: Angst, deathfic
Rating: PG
Summary: Bran called Jane instead. For
over_look.The first person Bran thought to call when his father died was Will. It was Will, because Will was his closest friend and his secret love, and because Will had known Owen quite well in the end, and because Will was perhaps the only person who knew why Owen was so very, very dear to him. Some people thought, of course, that Owen was nothing but guilt and religion, but Bran -- and Will -- knew better, and Bran was reaching for that knowing and understanding.
He remembered Cafall, though. The memory seems fuzzy around the edges, but he remembers the hollow aching grief, almost as bad as this. He remembers Will's words, distantly, and they'd seemed cold then and horrible now. They took away the deep bite of the loss, in some way, yes, and they acknowledged the worth and beauty that'd been in Cafall, but they weren't -- they weren't enough.
So Bran hesitated, and didn't ring Will.
He dialled Jane's number instead, reaching instead for that warm companionship she'd always offered. For that sympathy and humanity which she had and, in some way, Will hadn't.
Will came to the funeral, but it was Jane who stood beside Bran, holding his hand. Will looked horribly sad, and his expression was mournful and understanding and Bran knew Will felt for him, but it was Jane who cried for him, with him, it was Jane who held him close.
It didn't go away in a day, or a month, or a year, that stubborn spark of love Bran held for Will. But Jane was easier to understand, easier to love.
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Oh, Bran... your dewin loves you... but you're right. The one thing he can never be is human.
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1) Impossible, because Bran doesn't understand will.
2) Impossible, because Will isn't human and after his initial trouble with being completely alone, he does have a duty and relationships would come very much second to that just by Will's own very nature.
3) Happy, because they can work through their issues and Bran is still a very, very strange lad, even without the memories.
I'm glad you liked this attempt at me portraying #2. :)
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I am once again extremely sad for Will.
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I do horrible things to him, don't I?