Robin

Jul. 2nd, 2017 03:48 am
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Anael walked without aim in the streets of London, not like he usually did, to watch people and enjoy their love, but because he had had to get out of Coby's flat. He would probably go flying later, but for now, he was simply walking, shoulders hunched, that same muted pain in his back, from the wing he had still not healed since that blood-filled night.

The less he thought about it, the better, and yet he could not bring himself to heal his wing. Part of it was being afraid that God would not grant him that miracle, but he knew that it was more than that. He simply didn't want to look at it too closely.

He nearly walked by Robin without noticing him, sitting alone in a pub, at a table by the window. It seemed so odd, Robin being alone in any kind of social setting, that before he knew it, Anael had doubled back to walk into the pub, and headed over to the puck.

"Are you waiting for someone?" he asked, reassured, at least, that he felt no overwhelming heartbreak coming from him.

Robin

Mar. 27th, 2017 10:45 pm
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Anael nearly stumbled out of the church, doubt and fear gnawing at him harder than they ever had. Sunny had nothing new for him, and God kept silent. God would not answer any of his prayers; of course not, not anymore than They had let him into Their presence, not since the War and Anael's defiance. He had talked to the priest, in the hope that a man of God might help quell his doubts, but the priest had been a sham, the sort of man doomed for hell for some of the desires that ran through his heart.

He felt lost, and wanted to get back to Coby, focus on his love and how it always felt like salvation. But Coby was playing a concert, and Anael would not go and disturb him now. Tears welled up in his eyes and he stopped on a nearby bench, sitting there and covering his face with his hands, trying to get a hold on himself.

Robin

Dec. 21st, 2016 08:17 pm
whispersoflove: (look at you/amazed)
Continued from here.

Anael let Robin lead him to his garage, and his car. It was an effort to keep his Grace reined in, especially now that he'd witnessed Robin's reaction to it, but the last thing he wanted was to distract him as he drove. With a human, he might have thought about asking whether he was fit to drive, but with a puck, it didn't occur to him; he knew how well they - or at least Robin - held their alcohol.

There was an odd sort of rush to everything they did, Anael found, and it echoed in the sensation of every unneeded breath in and out of his lungs. Each felt precious, somehow, thanks to the anticipation, and he settled beside Robin, not thinking to put his seatbelt on as Robin pulled out of the garage.

"How far is it?" he asked, unable to resist reaching out and brushing his hand through Robin's hair.

Robin

Dec. 7th, 2015 05:21 pm
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Anael was beginning to think that God did not want him to connect with Robin again, at this stage. Each time he had tried to stop by and see the puck, since his last run-in with Prometheus, he had not found him at home. He wondered whether this time would be the right one even as he landed on his rooftop terrace, appearing at the same time as he shed the wings, walking over to the French windows to peer inside and see if Robin was in, knocking on the glass as he did so. He hadn't bothered pretending to wear warm clothes, and was in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt, despite the cold.

Robin

Sep. 11th, 2015 03:07 am
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Anael honestly wasn't sure how long it had been since his last visit, but he still owed Robin. And, much more importantly, he wanted to see him. He liked spending time with the puck, and last time had felt so very, very lovely.

What he owed Robin wouldn't be anything like that, of course, but Anael was convinced that it would not be without a shade of affection, all the same. No matter how much Robin might protest it, if Anael were to bring it up.

He had tried Robin's home once already, finding it empty when he set foot on the terrace and peered inside the French doors, and so he had gone for a flight, high up where the air was so crisp, and when he flew back down to London, and to Robin's flat, he smiled when he spotted the puck in the same place, and state, he had last time: sunbathing, naked, on his terrace.

Anael became visible a few yards before his feet touched the floor, so as not to startle Robin, in a soft blue t-shirt and a comfortable pair of jeans, but barefooted. He shed his wings as he smiled at the puck. "Déjà vu."

Robin

Jun. 19th, 2015 02:36 am
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Anael was flying over the roofs of London, and beginning to fly lower, wondering where he would land today. There was a little frost on his wings and in his hair, from how high he had been flying, but he was barely aware of it, or how cold his skin would have been to the touch right then. The sun would warm it quickly enough now that he had regained lower heights, and he let the wing carry him where it might want, without any guidance from him.

He smiled warmly, with definite approval, at the distant sight of a naked figure sunbathing on the roof of a tall building and sipping a colourful drink through a straw, before his eyebrows raised as the wind carried him closer, and he was startled to recognise the person in question.

Not that it was a surprise that Robin would want to avoid tan lines.

At least, Anael hoped it was Robin; he had never met a puck he liked so much. When the wind veered to the side, he beat his wings to leave it behind and come closer, still cloaked to the eyes of anyone. He flew over to the roof, hopeful that it would be the puck who could, and did, love. He beat his wings a couple of times as he came down, sending gusts of wind across the roof, then appeared as bare feet touched the ground. He took a few steps, smiling at the puck before shedding his wings, now looking like nothing but a young man in simple jeans and a t-shirt.

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