Nyx

[goodfellow]

Robin had heard about Nyx's accident fairly quickly thanks to a push notification on his phone from some news app. The first thing he'd done was talk to Rain, and was glad to hear that Nyx was getting care in the fae lands... but still, he worried about him. And was glad when Rain let him know that his brother was healed up and back in the city.

So one evening he went to the bar, hoping to find him.

"Ah, hello beautiful," he said when he walked in and saw him there.

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[goodfellow]

"I think that it only matters if it matters to you," Robin said. "But if you think that the people you care about would disapprove, then that may be something that matters to you."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm just being stupid," Nyx decided, shaking his head a bit.

[goodfellow]

"I just think that if it's making you feel weird, there might be a reason," Robin said. "So maybe you should share it with other people besides me. I won't tell Rain though."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Maybe," Nyx said, even though he knew he wouldn't.

[goodfellow]

"Well, just promise me you'll be careful hmm?" Robin said. "I already worried about you. Not my favorite thing to do."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm never careful," Nyx grinned, purring a little bit to himself. "That's part of what makes me fun, don't you think?"

[goodfellow]

"Perhaps so," Robin said with a smile. He'd come to associate the purring so much with Rain that it was almost strange to hear it from Nyx.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Enough about my problems though- I'm fine, I'm still alive. ...How have you been?" he asked, moving to make some tea as the kettle came to a boil.

[goodfellow]

“Oh I’m… same as ever,” Robin said, watching him.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Are you still spending time with my brother?" he asked, bringing over a pot of tea and two glasses.

"There's scotch, if you'd rather," he noted as he put the tray down on a table.

[goodfellow]

"I am," said Robin. "I ah, was with him when he heard you were back." Sleeping over, actually. "And tea's nice, thanks."

[tempting_the_fates]

"You're spending a lot of time together. Sounds like you're practically roommates," Nyx snorted, pouring them each a cup of tea, and adding quite a lot of sugar to his own.

[goodfellow]

"Well, he's staying with me," Robin said. "Temporarily. With the increased attention he's getting, he couldn't really be seen coming and going from a secret hidey hole in the underground."

[tempting_the_fates]

"...Really?" Nyx asked, looking a bit more shocked than he meant to.

[goodfellow]

"Really," said Robin. "I mean, there's plenty of space, and I'm at the club a lot..." Which was also why Rain's presence wasn't impacting Robin's sex life. Well, at least not in ways he didn't want it to. Because sometimes he would have just picked someone up to be less lonely, have someone to share a bed with. No need for that though. So he was having... less sex.

[tempting_the_fates]

"So he's just in your guest room? ...Do you have a guest room?" Nyx asked. "Doesn't he melt in the sunlight? It's been a solid decade since he was out in it," he joked.

[goodfellow]

"No, he... sleeps with me," Robin said. "You've seen my bed, it's huge."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx blinked, opening his mouth to speak, then shutting it again.

"Right," he said finally. "I... Well, that's a surprise."

[goodfellow]

Robin wasn't sure if Nyx was reading more into that, and so after a hesitation he clarified, "That doesn't mean... he still isn't interested in sex." He said that last bit rather awkwardly. He was still having trouble wrapping his head around it, to be honest.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Sounds like he's getting there though," Nyx replied, brow creasing slightly.

[goodfellow]

Robin looked a bit surprised by that response. "What makes you say that? I'm not pushing him."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I didn't say you were," Nyx assured him. "Sharing a bed is just so intimate."

[goodfellow]

"Well, I think... it is, yes," Robin said. "I feel that. I think he feels that. He still isn't interested in sex."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Are you hoping that will change?" Nyx asked, still trying to wrap his head around Robin's relationship with his brother.

[goodfellow]

“Well… yes, I suppose so,” Robin said. “I can’t help but want him but maybe hope isn’t the right word since I’m not particularly hopeful. I’ve accepted what it is.”