Robin

[whispersoflove]

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.

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[whispersoflove]

Anael frowned, unsure what to make of Robin's body language, coupled with his words. "Are you kicking me out?"

[goodfellow]

Robin crossed his arms over his chest. "Is there something you want that doesn't involve healing my broken heart?"

[whispersoflove]

Anael's frown did not go anywhere as he answered, "I love spending time with you, regardless of the state of your heart."

[goodfellow]

Robin looked at him for a moment, and then let out a quiet sigh. "I don't feel like being loved right now, Anael."

[whispersoflove]

If Anael's wings had still been out, they would have drooped with Robin's words. Anael was quiet for a second, then nodded his understanding, despite the sadness lacing his lungs. "I'll leave you be."

[goodfellow]

Robin nearly said something else - what, an apology? - but he stopped himself. He wasn't angry at Anael, but he just couldn't handle this right now, not with how he was feeling about Prometheus. The last thing Robin wanted was to reflect on his own feelings. To think about love.

"Come by another time," he said after a moment.

[whispersoflove]

Anael looked back at Robin then. "I will." He had been about to simply go, but instead he stepped closer to brush a kiss on his cheek, squeezing his hand. Then he turned away to head out the way he had come.