Like All Good Fairytales (7/7)

[amfiguree]

master post | prologue | i | ii | iii | iv | v | epilogue

epilogue: and they lived happily ever after


Ten minutes before the interview concludes, David is interrupted by a phone call. In a move that should be unprofessional but is instead strangely endearing, he promises me ten additional minutes of his time before excusing himself to take the call.

He's smiling when he returns, and apologizes for holding us up.

"Dinner plans?" I ask, trying to sound casual.

I clearly fail, because David refuses to elaborate further, apart from shooting me a sly grin and saying, "Something like that."

We finish the interview amicably. David has plenty of anecdotes to share from the time he's spent on tour, and with his family. He remains notoriously tight-lipped about his relationship, only saying, "He's great. Some days I wish we were out, so we could do things together, like see a movie, or go out for dinner. But it's, uh, it's a trade-off, I guess, and so far we've had a really good run."

All too soon, my time is up.

Judging from the fact that David's first priority, once he's thanked me, is to sneak into the men's room with his cell phone, I'm going to say that "a really good run" is probably a vast understatement.

I may not know who the lucky leading man is, but I'm pretty sure this romance ends with castles, horses and riding off into the sunset.

Comments

[hopefulgenius.livejournal.com]

okay, so, going through them all! (also, the titles for each bit? they actually hurt something in me. as soon as i saw prince charming found that sleeping beauty was a different person awake i was like THIS IS GOING TO MAKE ME CRY.)

first of all, the epilogue and prologue bits? so cute. i love how it's all very vague, but at the same time it's so cook, and you're just -- you're interviewing him! hello!

and then there's the ghost!fic, or, um, well, i guess he's not a ghost really? but jeez, you know what that does to me! we've had this conversation! we dubbed my internet jcas over this kind of thing, and guh, jesus, the ending, when he presses his cheek into his hand, i made this tiny sound of excitement because i remember you saying there was an angsty one and i kept being like "DON'T LET THIS BE IT."

and then the asia!tour one, which you sent me because you are the best wife ever and give me presents when i'm just curious about twitter things, hi, and you know how excited i got over that and all the intricacies and the PICTURES, oh my gosh, they're so gorgeous! and the longing and distance and guh, i will probably have to read this to get through the next two weeks, sigh.

and then BABY GIRLLLLLLL~ i remember getting this in hawaii and beaming at my computer and then having to delete it off the computer because it wasn't my computer and being sad that i couldn't read it until i got home and just -- david! as a teacher! of cook's little girl! and cook, being the best father ever and so protective, and by the way, you managed to pick the BEST jobs for everyone in this fic. i am still giggling over the whole tattooist thing, haha.

i kind of want to skip over saying anything about the next one because um, it made me cry and not in a happy way, in an "oh my gosh make it stop hurting because it does, oh my gosh," way. you are so, so much better at that stuff than i am, jesus christ, i was so frantic for a resolution at the end that i took the feeble chance of a reconciliation at the end as the BEST SIGN OF A HAPPY ENDING EVER.

and then the last one. the one that pretty much turned my unhappiness into this huge, overwhelming wave of love and adoration and amazement, because you -- you just made the best story ever. this story that takes all of these intimacies and makes them open, this story that tackles life challenges and makes them work, makes them beautiful and unique and perfect. i never, ever expected david being deaf (oh gosh, oh gosh) but you made it into normality, made him the same david and cook the same cook and they were in love and it was just -- i am overusing the word perfect because there is no word that stresses perfection better than perfect, okay? and this, this gets a place in my purse next to proposal fic. haha, my two proposals from natalie, right next to my phone full of texts from you. it was the absolute best way to end it, and i -- i wish i could describe the way i feel inside right now. my stomach is all clenched in happiness (and it's like, thirty minutes later, i might add) and my heart is still beating fast and i'm still a little pink and thankfully the shaking has stopped, but -- you did good, baby, and i am so, so proud.

i love you! ♥

[epicflailer.livejournal.com]

ALSO, HAVE YOU SEEN THE FUCKING FEEDBACK YOU LEFT ME? HAVE YOU? BECAUSE IT IS FUCKING AMAZING, AND I JUST SAT HERE BEAMING AT MY SCREEN FOR THE LONGEST TIME, HI. i, nngh, idk why, but hearing about your reactions while you were reading, and all the little stories you have to tell with it, is just - idek. i want to cuddle you forever. please?

shoot, i am getting teary-eyed just writing this, so just know that i - fuck -- i love you so, so much. ♥ ♥ ♥