Character Study: Delwyn Aldright
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rxelyntitle: Caprice No. 24 in A minor
universe: capriccio
type: character study
pairing: mentions of Xavier/Del
notes: eh... did some writing in between lessons... here's a character study of Del, a previous star of two random drabbles. His counterpart was originally named Seth, but is now changed to Xavier. Because I have another plot bunny in which Seth is a more appropriate name due to the meaning that I gathered from here. Yeah... not really finished but I'm sort of feeling a little tired of these two, considering that their story is actually saccharine sweet and I really don't have much plot for them... as opposed to my epic!demons!gods!Sanguine and the newest one involving fallen angels!intrigue!blasphemy! but still titleless, haha.
Music was his solace; while his parents were busy screaming over issues of infidelity, arguing over finances, demanding for divorce, they were merely background noise to the great symphonies of Beethoven and Wagner and Haydn. Even when his father finally left (good riddance to bad rubbish), it was to the melancholic nocturnes of Chopin and Liszt that he bonded over with his mother. The sole thing that his parents never argued over would be him taking piano lessons, and this eventually expanded into violin and flute lessons as well, though it meant that their finances were stretched thinner, considering that his mother was merely working as a cashier at a supermarket. But it was unheard of for Del to stop his lessons. Perhaps, to outsiders, they might see this as an attempt by his mother to make up for the lack of a proper family, but Del knew better. Music was the only thing that he truly excelled in, not really having the aptitude for academics, or the passion in sports to succeed in that field of expertise.
Hence, he found it strange that he would fall for one such as Xavier, who was not only really smart, but also Captain of the school tennis team. Two aspects in which he had little interest for. He always thought that he would wind up liking some mad, scatterbrain of a girl who could produce magic with the music that she wrote. When he mentioned that to Xavier, the other boy had burst out laughing, which annoyed him tremendously because he was sharing something immensely private and had gotten mocked in return. When Xavier had deigned to explain himself, whilst still terribly amused, he said that Del's ideal girl was basically a description of his own self, which might explain Xavier's attraction towards him. Needless to say, Del was not amused at the not-so-subtle dig at his manliness. He made to retort back when Xavier bent his head down to steal a kiss. The shorter boy growled at his sneakiness, though he was entirely compliant to the display of affection as his eyes slipped shut to enjoy the sensations and headiness of youth.
While Del was mostly an impulsive person, there was nothing impulsive about his decision to study music in Paris. Instead, it was a decision that he agonized over, spending sleepless nights sitting at the kitchen table discussing it over with his mother. She had been suitably impressed with his maturity and determination to pursue his goals and was quick to stamp her seal of approval, literally and figuratively. However financially, it meant a tougher time for them both, to take out a second loan and another part time job at a coffee joint. But she wanted to help Del achieve his dreams as much as she could, having no opportunities to do so herself. The hardest thing may actually be telling Xavier about it, while he knew the other boy would support him, the finality of leaving him behind to Paris for three years was painful. He did it in a most cowardly manner; by writing him a note and dropping it in his locker two weeks before his departure. The fight that followed was explosive, to say the least. He can't remember exactly how many time he called Xavier a bastard in their argument, but the hurt look that flashed across Xavier's face when he confessed that he couldn't discuss it over with him was etched forver in his memories. The make up sex was brilliant though.
He never really thought himself as a sentimental person, but the countless of letters tucked away in a drawer would prove otherwise. He wrote extensively, to his mother, to his music teachers and these were almost always posted, unless he had something to hide from his mother, like the unhealthy lifestyle that he had, chainsmoking five packs of cigarettes, going without sleep for three days before he collapsed before the keyboards and freaking out the next student coming into the practice studio. However, the letters meant for Xavier were usually written, rewritten, edited further, and finally, set aside. It wasn't that he had nothing to say to his boyfriend, but perhaps, too much to say that actually thinking of the other boy reading his letters made him ache.
Hmm... I'll come back to this later... I guess.
universe: capriccio
type: character study
pairing: mentions of Xavier/Del
notes: eh... did some writing in between lessons... here's a character study of Del, a previous star of two random drabbles. His counterpart was originally named Seth, but is now changed to Xavier. Because I have another plot bunny in which Seth is a more appropriate name due to the meaning that I gathered from here. Yeah... not really finished but I'm sort of feeling a little tired of these two, considering that their story is actually saccharine sweet and I really don't have much plot for them... as opposed to my epic!demons!gods!Sanguine and the newest one involving fallen angels!intrigue!blasphemy! but still titleless, haha.
Music was his solace; while his parents were busy screaming over issues of infidelity, arguing over finances, demanding for divorce, they were merely background noise to the great symphonies of Beethoven and Wagner and Haydn. Even when his father finally left (good riddance to bad rubbish), it was to the melancholic nocturnes of Chopin and Liszt that he bonded over with his mother. The sole thing that his parents never argued over would be him taking piano lessons, and this eventually expanded into violin and flute lessons as well, though it meant that their finances were stretched thinner, considering that his mother was merely working as a cashier at a supermarket. But it was unheard of for Del to stop his lessons. Perhaps, to outsiders, they might see this as an attempt by his mother to make up for the lack of a proper family, but Del knew better. Music was the only thing that he truly excelled in, not really having the aptitude for academics, or the passion in sports to succeed in that field of expertise.
Hence, he found it strange that he would fall for one such as Xavier, who was not only really smart, but also Captain of the school tennis team. Two aspects in which he had little interest for. He always thought that he would wind up liking some mad, scatterbrain of a girl who could produce magic with the music that she wrote. When he mentioned that to Xavier, the other boy had burst out laughing, which annoyed him tremendously because he was sharing something immensely private and had gotten mocked in return. When Xavier had deigned to explain himself, whilst still terribly amused, he said that Del's ideal girl was basically a description of his own self, which might explain Xavier's attraction towards him. Needless to say, Del was not amused at the not-so-subtle dig at his manliness. He made to retort back when Xavier bent his head down to steal a kiss. The shorter boy growled at his sneakiness, though he was entirely compliant to the display of affection as his eyes slipped shut to enjoy the sensations and headiness of youth.
While Del was mostly an impulsive person, there was nothing impulsive about his decision to study music in Paris. Instead, it was a decision that he agonized over, spending sleepless nights sitting at the kitchen table discussing it over with his mother. She had been suitably impressed with his maturity and determination to pursue his goals and was quick to stamp her seal of approval, literally and figuratively. However financially, it meant a tougher time for them both, to take out a second loan and another part time job at a coffee joint. But she wanted to help Del achieve his dreams as much as she could, having no opportunities to do so herself. The hardest thing may actually be telling Xavier about it, while he knew the other boy would support him, the finality of leaving him behind to Paris for three years was painful. He did it in a most cowardly manner; by writing him a note and dropping it in his locker two weeks before his departure. The fight that followed was explosive, to say the least. He can't remember exactly how many time he called Xavier a bastard in their argument, but the hurt look that flashed across Xavier's face when he confessed that he couldn't discuss it over with him was etched forver in his memories. The make up sex was brilliant though.
He never really thought himself as a sentimental person, but the countless of letters tucked away in a drawer would prove otherwise. He wrote extensively, to his mother, to his music teachers and these were almost always posted, unless he had something to hide from his mother, like the unhealthy lifestyle that he had, chainsmoking five packs of cigarettes, going without sleep for three days before he collapsed before the keyboards and freaking out the next student coming into the practice studio. However, the letters meant for Xavier were usually written, rewritten, edited further, and finally, set aside. It wasn't that he had nothing to say to his boyfriend, but perhaps, too much to say that actually thinking of the other boy reading his letters made him ache.
Hmm... I'll come back to this later... I guess.
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Date: 2009-04-14 03:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-14 09:40 am (UTC)You haven't posted any writing since ages too!