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Sitting on his bed and finally relaxing, Apollo noticed how oddly quiet the day his been. There were no sudden meetings. Nobody swinging open the door. No texts. No fire alarms going off. It was kind of peaceful. Until, of course. His door swung open. And in came a disheveled Klavier Gavin. It looked like he ran all the to his room.
“Klav, what is— woah. What happened? Come here”. Apollo sat up instantly and began tidying up Klavier’s messy hair. It looked like he hadn’t slept in a while either.
“Schatz!! I found your dads music!! Jangly!! He pumped out two albums AND two singles!! Not to mention the songs he wrote with your mom!! He’s incredible!! And he was so much younger than us when he did it!! Truly amazing….” Klavier chuckled as he kissed Apollo’s cheek in excitement and relief.
“R..really? Oh, wow… Klavier. You didn’t have to go through all this trouble to find them. That’s so thoughtful. But… let’s listen to them! Together!!” Apollo seemed hesitant at first. but he grinned so widely at the thought of getting to hear his father.
Klavier started setting up. “Well… I know I didn’t HAVE to… but I was also curious!! So… i found them!”
And so they listened to Jangly Justice’s work. Apollo didn’t know how to react hearing his father’s voice by itself. Occasionally there was a woman singing with him as well. Klavier and Apollo looked each other in the eyes, knowing exactly who the woman was. They laughed.
The songs were quite country. Songs about falling in love, the struggles he faced, his family, dreams, and more. But there was a certain song or two that made Apollo slightly uncomfortable.
“Oh. Oh okay. This song is… very….” Apollo kind of cringed and made a face of discomfort. Klavier tried his hardest to repress a laugh.
“Oh, wow. Listen! You were conceived on a tractor! Ohhh. Maybe the truck!” He grinned widely and nudged his boyfriend, whose face turned from uncomfortableness to disgust instantly.
“Klavier oh my— shut the hell up actually. And i HATE that this song is awfully catchy. I just… goodbye”. And like that, Apollo stopped the music and screamed into his pillow. Klavier laughed and laid on top of him, teasing about the lyrics.
Sweet Jangly.
….who has passionate sex on a tractor, anyways?
We know who, actually.
Let’s leave it at that.