"Only because I am so looking forward to how you're going to make this up to me later," Robin said, and settled more comfortably back into the bed with his arm still around Anael.
A sliver of light slid in from between the curtains,shining across a painting hanging near the bed. It was much newer than most of the paintings in Robin's apartment. A scene from A Midsummer Night's Dream. Only if you looked close enough, Puck was very clearly this Robin, and he and Oberon were looking rather friendly. An Oberon clearly modeled after someone else: a dark-haired, pale-skinned man who now wore a different face even if Robin had no idea what it actually was these days.
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Date: 2015-07-07 01:00 am (UTC)A sliver of light slid in from between the curtains,shining across a painting hanging near the bed. It was much newer than most of the paintings in Robin's apartment. A scene from A Midsummer Night's Dream. Only if you looked close enough, Puck was very clearly this Robin, and he and Oberon were looking rather friendly. An Oberon clearly modeled after someone else: a dark-haired, pale-skinned man who now wore a different face even if Robin had no idea what it actually was these days.