Anael

[goodfellow]

After leaving Fin and Will in the bedroom, Robin stopped by his office and knocked back two shots of very good bourbon.

Then he headed back through the hallway to the club. He hadn't decided yet whether he wanted to just go home, or whether he'd find someone to fuck. Someone who was 100% not emotionally complicated. Preferably someone whose name he didn't have to know.

Which was why he felt like the fates were stacked against him when he nearly ran right into Anael.

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[whispersoflove]

Anael was quiet for a beat, trying to parse through what the matter was. "Doesn't it?"

It wouldn't work with him, of course. Anael would love every creature if it killed him - although some more than others.

[goodfellow]

Robin shook his head. "I'm sorry, Anael. I just... can't. Right now. I'm going home."

[whispersoflove]

"Of course," Anael agreed with a slight nod. "Robin?" he called out before the puck walked away. "I'm sorry."

The truth of it was etched on his face, and with anyone else, he would have told them to pray to him when they were ready. With Robin, though, there was no point. He would have to stop by in a short while and hope that Robin was ready.