Those Lights of Fate, by madame_le_maire (T)

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Fandom: RÓMEÓ ÉS JÚLIA
Pairing: Mercutio/Tybalt
Length: 562 words
Author Website: fic on AO3
Why this must be read: This fandom as a whole tends to sad backstory and sad porn, so the occasional fix-it where everything isn't misery is a refreshing change! Here, in remarkably few words, madame_le_maire has deftly and lyrically managed to remove Mercutio and Tybalt (and the others, in the background) from Verona to where they can tentatively make a new kind of start. Bittersweet but hopeful.

Or: Tybalt and Mercutio play Spin the Bottle.

Childish the game was, but still they played – while miles away from Verona, thrown together by chances infinitely lower than the simple two to one of the spinning bottle. Perhaps it reminded them of days past, when they had been almost-friends or almost-foes. A mellow in-between, changeable like the weather, much milder than the roles they had tumbled into later.

That too, seemed long past now, eternities of roads and seas between them and the country of their birth.

Those Lights of Fate

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