Prometheus

[goodfellow]

Robin hadn't heard another peep about a potential puck in town. As far as he knew the mysterious naked jewelry thief hadn't been caught, and also hadn't made any other hits - at least not any that had eye witnesses or had caught him on camera. Though he might have preferred hearing something; the nugget of threat and then a lack of closure just had him on edge.

He knew he'd probably been a dick because of it, too. When Robin was uncomfortable, and especially if that discomfort had an edge of fear, he overcompensated. He pretended everything was fine, which meant he amped his Robin-ness up to eleven. Figuratively, he'd been swinging from chandeliers.

Which is why he was drunk and stumbling into the flat at 7:45 in the morning. He also couldn't remember where he'd left his shirt.

He tried to be quiet, but ended up crashing into the kitchen table and sending a bowl of apples crashing to the ground and rolling about. He swore.

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[goodfellow]

"I'm sorry I yelled at you," Robin said softly. "But I was trying to be good. I didn't even tell you how much it turned me on when you shoved him against the wall."

[pecked_by_birds]

That made the titan tense, and he exhaled with a sigh. "Robin, please," he said quietly.

[goodfellow]

"I can't help that it was hot," Robin said softly, and moved a little against his lap. "I mean. You're hot. And you're strong and you're brave and you love me."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Robin, I can't do this right now," the titan said quietly. "Can we please, just tonight, simply be together? Just near one another. ...Please," the titan pleaded softly.

[goodfellow]

Even drunk, Robin would always take no as no. Even from Prometheus. Even though, just as Prometheus expected, he couldn't help but take rejection a bit personally.

He extracted himself from his lap, and stood, reaching for his pants which were on the ground near the couch. "Do you want to just go to sleep?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"I want to lay in bed with you, yes. I want to hold you, dove," Prometheus said softly.

[goodfellow]

"All right," said Robin. "All right." He even resisted the urge to pick up the bottle and polish it off.

[pecked_by_birds]

"Thank you, dove," the titan said softly, reaching to take the puck's hand.

[goodfellow]

Robin held his hand and squeezed. "Did - did you make sure to lock the door behind you?"

[pecked_by_birds]

"Windows and doors," the titan assured him. "No one is getting in, pet, I promise."

[goodfellow]

Robin nodded. And stumbled a little as he tried to grab his shirt. "Maybe I drank too much."

[pecked_by_birds]

"Perhaps," the titan agreed, taking the shirt from Robin's hands and tugging him towards the bedroom.