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worldismyne · 11 months

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The Longest Sleepover: Ch 15 (End)

Summary: The first year of school did not go as planned for Harv and he’s never felt more alone. That is, until a loud kid from the saga studies course decides they’re best friends now.

(Year 1 AU, Harv deals with homophobia, Finn is oblivious.)

Series: Warrior U

Pairing: HarvFinn

Rating: T

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Harv approached his home for the first time in weeks. The goats trotted about excitedly hoping for a treat or a head pat. He practically had to escort Finn to the door to keep them from munching on his very expensive clothes. Harv breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the clang of hot iron under a hammer. With his father in the smithy, it would make things easier. He entered the house with Finn close behind, his hands trembled as the door clicked shut behind him. His mother looked up from the fire pit casually, only to knock over her stool to run toward him.

"Harv!" She held him close, placing kisses on his head and cheeks. "I've been so worried." She looked over his shoulder at the stranger Harv had let into their home. Finn shifted uncomfortably and offered an awkward wave hello. "Is this your friend?" She asked.

"...In a way." Finn said. Harv peeled himself out of his mother's grasp.

"I brought money," Harv reached in his satchel and pulled out a coin purse, "it's not a lot, but it's a start."

"Harv, you don't need to do that." Clover tried to push it away, but Harv insisted.

"Is that what dad thinks too?" He asked. Her expression faltered and she ushered them to sit at the table. Finn took a seat next to him, clearly uncomfortable, but uncertain what to say.

"We saw your duel the other day," his mother said pouring tea, "it was very promising." Then they also had seen Finn crawling all over them. Harv took the tin cup a tad aggressively and sighed.

"I'm not going back." He said.

"I know." She said. "You'll do great at whatever you do, it's just a shame to see you give up so quickly." His grip tightened on the cup.

"This was a bad idea, we should-" Harv began, Finn laid a gentle hand on his arm.

"Harv deserves an apology." Finn said. "At the very least listen to what he has to say." Harv settled a little in his chair as Finn squeezed his arm. Harv knew running away had hurt his parents, his siblings, and he could only imagine the burden it put on the farm.

"I did everything I could to make you happy," Harv said, "but the one time I asked for something you didn't listen. You... made it sound like I was just being over emotional, but I was just tired of letting everyone down. I didn't like who I was becoming either." He took Finn's hand in his own. "Now that I'm on my own, at least this way I can help without... Without being a bad influence on my siblings."

"Harv, we've always been proud of you." His mother looked like she wanted to cry. "I just wanted to fix what was hurting you." She noticed the way he tensed. "I never meant to disregard your feelings. We love you so much. The last thing I wanted was for you to feel like you were hurting this family. I'm sorry."

"Then why..." Harv took a deep breath. "Why did you hide what was happening from my brothers? You told them I was looking for a cure, but I'm not. I'm staying at the witch's house because I want to." That was what hurt the most, how easily his parents had written over what he wanted without thinking of how it made him feel.

"They're just so young..."

"Even Rhodri?" Harv said. He knew his brother had already talked about courting someone rich. Those discussions seemed perfectly fine, but the moment Harv's feelings for Trevor had come up, suddenly it was taboo. "This is why I'm not coming back. I know it's been difficult, but... I have to be able to talk about myself without it being some kind of secret."

"I understand." His mother said sadly.

"And I'm not talking to dad until he's ready to apologize." Harv said, knowing the likelihood of that happening was poor at best. "If Puck or Biggie ask where I am, please tell them. I don't want them to feel like they can't talk to me." She nodded, but he could tell he'd have to ask Rhodri to pass that message along. "I just wanted to let you know I'm okay." He stood up from the table and offered her a tense hug. All in all, things could have gone worse, but he still felt like he'd reopened a healing wound. "I love you mom."

"I love you too honey." She let him go, biting her lip all the while.

"Come on Finn, let's go." Harv said. Finn hurried behind him, their tea left to cool on the kitchen table. They exited the farmhouse just as Puck had begun to bring out the goat's feed. He left the open bag where the goats could feast and ran toward them.

"Harv!" Puck clung to his leg. Harv crouched down hugging him so tight it almost hurt.

"Sorry buddy, I have to go." Harv said. The young child clung to him tighter.

"No, you can't leave. You're not allowed." Puck cried. It was hard for Harv to pry his sibling off him, but he couldn't hear the telltale sound of metalwork coming from the smithy anymore.

"Ask Rhodri to bring you over for a visit." Harv whispered in the boy's ear. "I'm sorry I have to go, but I do." He let go of his brother, despite the younger's protests. He wanted more time, but he caught sight of his father leaving the shed. They briefly made eye contact and Harv panicked. "Finn, we need to go now." They ran to the cart; his brother chased after them, nearly breaking his heart.

They drove back to the witch's house and as soon as the cart came to a stop, Harv sat in silence. Finn leaned against him, wrapping his arms around his waist. Harv's shoulders shook.

"They just need more time Harvey." Finn said sweetly, though his heart ached for the warrior. Things certainly could have gone better, but at the bare minimum they'd gotten an apology of sorts. "You'll be able to see your brothers again. Emet hangs out with Rhodri some time, we can talk to them through those two." Harv nodded mutely, trying his best to gain control of his emotions. "I'm sorry it didn't go how you hoped." Harv leaned his head against Finn's. It would be a while before he'd feel grounded enough to guide the sheep back to their shed. He'd get there eventually. For now he was content with Finn holding him.

-v-

The night of Finn's first performance with his band was... well Harv wasn't an expert, but it was not good. He'd found himself in the same music club Trevor took them to, though he went out of his way to pick a different seat. It was a small gig, with Finn's band opening for a headlining act. Unfortunately, the group still hadn't agreed on a band name and Shad was able to declare them Algal before either member could speak.

As they played their opening number, the crowd turned their attention away, talking over the performance. Some younger audience members even tried talking to Beatus who was actively playing. At the back of the room some of the gruffer attendees were tossing around a ball to keep them entertained. Where they had gotten it, Harv had no clue. Harv could see the disinterest take its toll during Finn's solo, as the blond caught sight of just how many people didn't care.

At the end of the first song, Harv swallowed his pride and stood. He clapped and cheered, generally making an utter fool of himself to be heard over the other concert goers. It caused Finn to light up with a brilliant smile and launch into his next song.

By the end of their set, the headliner still hadn't gotten ready, causing Finn's group to stall for time. They played more experimental pieces and even some of the earlier songs again when they still had to buy time. People grew restless, chanting the name of the group they actually came to see over them playing. At long last, the main act came on stage to a cheering, drunk audience and Finn was set free. Harv's empty table was suddenly swarmed by three tired bards.

"No one threw things at us!" Shad cheered, and the other bards celebrated less enthusiastically.

"The bar is that low, hunh?" Harv asked.

"Oh Harvey, no one appreciates the arts like you do." Finn sighed, snuggling up against him with a mischievous glint.

"It's not the art he's a fan of." Beatus rolled his eyes.

"Even better." Finn said and stuck out his tongue. "The last thing you need is a fan."

"Unfortunately, the bar is that low." Shad said with a sigh. "It's hard to establish yourself with less formal venues to attend at. People think since they see you walk to the stage, they're entitled to treat you the same as someone from the audience."

"Even harder since we'll have to change the name." Finn pouted. "Algal doesn't say anything about the band. It should be Fabulux or something that represents the sound, not some random thing only you know."

"I still think it should be a symbol." Beatus said.

"No one's going to know how to pronounce that." Harv added.

"Thank you, Harvey." Finn said, lacing their fingers together. "Majority rules, no symbols."

"You use your boyfriend to weigh the vote in your favor." Shad said, sensing a dangerous powerplay in motion. "He's not technically in the band anyway."

Even with everyone bickering around him, Harv smiled. Finn's friends could care less whether they were dating or not, and were rather encouraging all things considered. Finn never denied it when the term was flung as an insult, despite the fact that technically they hadn't discussed being exclusive yet. He knew when they'd get home, Leenan would be waiting to hear how the concert went and give Harv his next list of tasks. Finn would vent about the backstage drama and the pros putting them in a tough spot, and they'd stay up as late as possible before Harv would have to go back to his own room. If he opened his window a crack, he'd be able to hear Finn practicing the lyre a few doors down and be lulled to sleep by the sounds of Finn's music.

"Harvey, is everything okay?" Finn poked his cheek, having noticed his mind was elsewhere.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Harv said. "You think next time we could snag an extra ticket for my brothers?"

"Absolutely!" Finn shook him a little. "The more plants we have in the audience the better. I will not be upstaged by a ball in the audience again."

"Of course you won't." Harv pecked Finn's forehead. The blond gasped, a brilliant twinkle in his eye.

"Did you see that!?" Finn couldn't help but taunt. "Did you?" His friends rolled their eyes, already used to Finn's obsessive fascination with public displays of affection, no matter how small. No matter what Harv did, as long as Finn was by his side, he knew he'd never face silence again.

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oofuriofficial · 12 years

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It's one of those really long days where Harv is really tired and doesn't want to really do anything but Finn drags him out to get clothes or something and they're just sitting outside with some drinks and Finn is going on and on and on and on about God knows what. Normally, this gets on Harv's nerves because he actually likes to participate in conversations but today he's just to beat and tired to care. So instead he decides to look over Finn and his new outfit, like wow it's kind of stylish and oh look his hair is really shiny today did he use new soap oh wow.

This is about the point where Harv's crush is still just small and goes on and off depending on how much he can stand Finn at that point and right now it's a bit stronger because he's actually taking in what Finn looks like and he's distracted. But then Finn asks him a question and in his distraction Harv just says yes.

He looks at Finn's face and he has this really unamused look so Harv asks him what's wrong but Finn is like 'Nothing,' but he sounds really mean, and kind of hurt, about it and walks off to go get another drink of juice or some form of drink.(Finn asked him if he thought his harp playing and singing were crap because everyone had said so at the palace earlier that week and it was bugging him because he's so awesome at it).

Harv is really confused and his crush is going away because he just doesn't know what he did wrong and Finn won't tell him so they spend the rest of their shopping trip giving each other the cold shoulder (the only reason Harv stayed was because he didn't really want to deal with his brothers right now).

The next day after class, Finn drags Harv away from his friends and forces Harv to listen to his harp playing so prove to him that he was excellent and after a minute of just being annoyed, Harv gets into it and Finn starts singing. But then Finn's voice cracks because he didn't practice enough so Finn gets embarrassed but Harv assures him it was good and Finn is happy with his success and walks off after giving Harv one of his 'fuck your personal space' hugs leaving Harv really confused with his feelings but then he shrugs it off because fuck romance right now he has classmates to fight to prove he is the strongest.

The End.

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