Fin

[goodfellow]

Robin rang the new year in in style - surrounded by hundreds of people who thought he (or at least his club) was awesome. He kissed probably a dozen people, drank an entire bottle of champagne, and only stopped dancing when people began to leave.

Though the club would be open until 3am, Robin stole away about 1:30 and went back to the bedroom where he'd left Fin. He'd brought another bottle of champagne, but when he saw that Fin was asleep, he just set it on the dresser. He looked at him for a moment, and then he pulled off the toga and climbed into the bed beside him wearing only the gold thong, curling up next to him with his face to the back of Fin's neck.

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[willysilver]

Willy was content to let them talk on. He had his guitar and now that he was somewhere warm he felt good. He kept picking the tune, watching his guitar while Fin and Robin discussed whatever it was about panties. He knew he was not welcome and could easily leave, but if Fin had summoned him he must have wanted him here.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"But- We weren't having sex," Fin said. "I mean, we were, then we weren't- And you were lonely, and sad, and- I was helping?"

He'd thought he was helping. ...Now he wasn't sure.

"I love you, I don't want you to be sad. I'm not using you as a substitute for Will anymore than I'd use Will as a substitute for you. I love you both, same, but different. ...Equal but different? One of those things. ...I wasn't trying to hurt anyone, is what I mean. I just thought- If there were more people, you'd feel more loved. Or at least less alone."

He felt a bit overwhelmed- Or maybe he'd just had too much to drink. Either way, he flopped onto his side and returned to his fox form.

People couldn't stay upset with him when he was a fox, right? You couldn't be mad at something fluffy.

[goodfellow]

Robin listened to him, and then after a long moment, sighed.

"You were the one who was sad," he pointed out. "You're the one afraid of being alone. And now Will is here, and you're not."

He looked over at Will. "Stay here if you like," he said. "I'm going home." And before either of them could respond, he headed out, leaving the rest of the champagne behind.

This felt like a reminder of exactly why he was probably better off with a string of one night stands instead of these kinds of complications. God he hoped he didn't run into Anael on his way out; the last thing he needed was him to get a whiff of this.

[willysilver]

Willy watched him go and sighed. He took off his guitar and patted his lap for Fin to climb up.

"You should not be sad on the new year," he said.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin whined, but climbed into Will's lap anyway, curling into a ball.

Drunk fox. Bad fox.

He whined again, then nuzzled at Will.

[willysilver]

Willy worked his fingers into Fin's fur at the scruff of his neck and around his ears.

"God to sleep, my love. Robin is so kind to have offered his bed. Sleep."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Fin whined again, then huffed softly.

We could go home, share our bed, Fin said, pawing lightly at Will. When I sober up, we can spend the day together, he added, yawning a little and then putting his paws on Will's chest to lick his nose. He was a bit less graceful than usual, but he managed.

[willysilver]

"We can go home," he said with a nod. He gathered Fin close and grabbed his guitar. "We will not bother with a taxi, I think."

The magic it took to transport across distance drained him, but tonight it was for the best. Magic shivered around them and suddenly they were sitting not on Ron's bed but rather their own in their flat.

"And now...Sleep, little fox."