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It had been nearly three weeks since Elio and Rowan had split up, and become separate identities following their own paths instead of the conjoined one they'd built for themselves for years. For the majority of that time, Elio had been ignoring what that meant for him, and everything he thought to be true throughout his life. He didn't want to lose himself down the rabbit hole of what ifs, or whether he should have done or said anything differently, or whether he could have noticed things changing over the years if he'd given it more consideration. He didn't want to think about it at all because in truth he didn't know how to deal with the fact Rowan simply wasn't there beside him anymore, and that alone was enough to make him feel as though he was being wounded all over again. Instead, he spent days trying to fill up the hours with everything he could as a distraction, a way to keep moving through the fog and do what he needed to get done.
The first thing he knew he had to do, was talk to Chrys. Elio's house already felt empty without Honey's constant presence, and while she'd returned to her father after everything had happened, Elio had promised that no matter what he'd always be there for her. He'd never expected to care for a child, it just hadn't been something he'd ever factored into his life, but after Honey had joined them he had surprised himself at how much he'd come to appreciate her. She brought with her a certain type of joy that he couldn't find in anyone else, her mischievous humor and cheeky grins always won him over. He needed to find out where he stood with Chrys since the breakup, how much he knew from Rowan already, and to discover whether or not he thought he was capable of more.
Elio knew there was a chance that Chrys would revoke their previous arrangement for good, that the time he'd had with Honey had come to an end, at least in the way he'd come accustomed to. He had to be ready for that. No longer could Elio pretend however that he wasn't nervous there was a chance he wouldn't be able to look after Honey without Rowan, but having had one band-aid stripped away from him, he may well have gotten the second one over with so he knew where he needed to go from there. He was grateful that he could still call Chrys a friend of his own though, and that no matter what happened with Honey he wouldn't hold it against him. Perhaps after all this would be the time Chrys wanted to bond more with his own daughter, and Elio would have to respect that.
Despite having been to Chrys' house a number of times, it wasn't for any great length of time so much as picking up or dropping off Honey. He was on their doorstep now, taking a step back the moment he'd knocked, bracing himself for the conversation he was about to have with the former Hufflepuff. Despite everything that had happened to turn his life upside down over the last few weeks Elio would still try, and for Honey, he wasn't sure he'd ever stop trying. He'd come to love her like a daughter of his own over the years, and even if Chrys wouldn't let him continue to raise her he had to make sure that Honey knew above anyone else that he wasn't going anywhere.
The first thing he knew he had to do, was talk to Chrys. Elio's house already felt empty without Honey's constant presence, and while she'd returned to her father after everything had happened, Elio had promised that no matter what he'd always be there for her. He'd never expected to care for a child, it just hadn't been something he'd ever factored into his life, but after Honey had joined them he had surprised himself at how much he'd come to appreciate her. She brought with her a certain type of joy that he couldn't find in anyone else, her mischievous humor and cheeky grins always won him over. He needed to find out where he stood with Chrys since the breakup, how much he knew from Rowan already, and to discover whether or not he thought he was capable of more.
Elio knew there was a chance that Chrys would revoke their previous arrangement for good, that the time he'd had with Honey had come to an end, at least in the way he'd come accustomed to. He had to be ready for that. No longer could Elio pretend however that he wasn't nervous there was a chance he wouldn't be able to look after Honey without Rowan, but having had one band-aid stripped away from him, he may well have gotten the second one over with so he knew where he needed to go from there. He was grateful that he could still call Chrys a friend of his own though, and that no matter what happened with Honey he wouldn't hold it against him. Perhaps after all this would be the time Chrys wanted to bond more with his own daughter, and Elio would have to respect that.
Despite having been to Chrys' house a number of times, it wasn't for any great length of time so much as picking up or dropping off Honey. He was on their doorstep now, taking a step back the moment he'd knocked, bracing himself for the conversation he was about to have with the former Hufflepuff. Despite everything that had happened to turn his life upside down over the last few weeks Elio would still try, and for Honey, he wasn't sure he'd ever stop trying. He'd come to love her like a daughter of his own over the years, and even if Chrys wouldn't let him continue to raise her he had to make sure that Honey knew above anyone else that he wasn't going anywhere.