Nyx

[just_hex]

Nyx had made up with Willy. That was fine. Hex had all but shoved Nyx at the sidhe. He saw him getting sad. He could smell his misery. All he wanted was for Nyx to be better. To be loved.

And he was pleased when he came over to note the scent in the air had changed a bit. He could smell them both and smiled.

The smile faded fast as he lifted the folder.

"The reason I've come," he said, showing Nyx as he walked in and then closed and locked the door.

"Keep that locked at all times, yeah?" he said firmly. "You've been busy, so I haven't bothered you, but you can know now. Sit?"

He nodded at the sofa, knowing this was going to upset Nyx.

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[tempting_the_fates]

"Good, I think. Good," Nyx yawned. "We're going to write a few songs together, I think."

[just_hex]

"If I write a song, I'll open for you, too. When you sing together, I'll open," he offered with confidence and conviction.

[tempting_the_fates]

"...I didn't know you were musical," Nyx replied, looking surprised. "Have you written anything before?"

[just_hex]

"Sure, mate," Hex laughed. "When I was fifteen, I was gonna be a rap star, yeah? I haven't written anything, though. Not in forever."

His smile was bright. He had no illusions he was a musician. Rapping had lasted about five months, if he'd have to guess.

"Wanna hear me best?" he asked, then didn't wait for Nyx's answer.

He didn't need permission, after all.

Most of the time, Hex's accent was mild. He'd been in London for years and the Scouse had softened.

Until he began to spit for Nyx with cringeworthy enthusiasm. It wasn't good, at least the understandable parts.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx did not know what to say, trying not to pull faces as Hex... Um... Performed.

"Oh," he said when he finished. "I don't know if our fans would have a lot of cross-over, you know?" he offered awkwardly.

[just_hex]

Hex laughed warmly and caught Nyx's face in both hands.

"You're so bloody kind," he chuckled, then kissed him.

"It's shit, yeah? Great for a laugh at parties, though," he grinned.

[tempting_the_fates]

"It's not shit," Nyx insisted between kisses. "It's just not... You know, my thing," he said, never wanting to put Hex down.

[just_hex]

"It's no wonder Willy never asked me for me song, yeah?" he chuckled.

He knew the fae had done it to more than just Nyx. Dess had warned him.

He wasn't sure if he was relieved or offended that Willy had never asked, but he probably knew this what Hex's song sounded like.

"I'm starving," he whispered. "Can I go raid the fridge?" he asked immediately after, again giving Nyx no time to answer the question.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a little, stretching back out as he watched Hex go. It was chilly though, nd after a moment the fae shifted into his prefered animal form. A small white fox.

Not all fae could shift, but many could, not just nymphs. When he'd been a boy Nyx had often slept as a fox, though he couldn't recall the last time he had.

[just_hex]

He'd wanted a bite, but once he opened the fridge and found boxes of pizza, he had to try each kind. Guessing from the topping combinations he could only assume that Winter and his Phouka had had a pizza party. He decided he liked the meat ones that the Phouka had probably designed. He snacked liesurely, looking at his phone. Nyx was all over it and he smiled at the thought that the nymph had meant the photos for him alone. He liked that.

When he'd cleaned up and come back to bed, he stopped in the doorway and tilted his head, looking at the creature where he'd left Nyx.

"Oh my god," he huffed, excited beyond reason at the sight.

[tempting_the_fates]

The fox yawned, stretching and then rolling onto his back, his tail flicked a little, and he stretched again before standing up and doing a few circles. He spun once, then twice, then the other way before settling back in with a little huff.

Cold he thought, trying to speak directly to Hex's mind. Sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn't, but it was always worth a shot. It was fun when people could hear him.

[just_hex]

Hex couldn't hear him. He stood, enamoured by the antics.

The wolf within, though...

The wolf heard him clearly. Hex lunched forward and crawled onto the bed in his sweats. He curved his body for Nyx to fit perfectly.

Closer

Hex didn't speak. And that wasn't his voice.

[tempting_the_fates]

The fox tilted its head at the unfamiliar voice, but wiggled closer and made itself comfortable against Hex.

Warm, the fox said, starting to purr. It sounded just like Nyx did when he purred, nothing like a fox at all. More like a cat curled up in its bed.

Blankets. Naps. ...Then meals.

[just_hex]

Hex reached for the blankets to pull them up. He curled his arm around Nyx and held him close to his chest.

Sleep...safe

"You're a cuddler, ain'tcha?" Hex asked aloud.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nuzzled at him, then licked at his jaw and face.

Warm, cuddles, yes.

[just_hex]

Hex chuckled and tightened his hold to try to control him.

Sleep, mate. Sleep to hunt.

"Calm down..." the man laughed softly.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx whined a little, nipping at Hex's chin and then finally settling in again.

His tail flicked a bit, but eventually it flopped over his nose as he curled up again.

[just_hex]

Once Nyx was settled, Hex found a comfortable place for his arm that didn't squish him.

He huffed a heavy sigh that came from deep within.

Little moon, little moon, so bright white...little moon, little moon, loves the night sang the wolf softly.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx purred loudly, drifting off to the sound of the wolf's voice.

He woke a while later, carefully shifting back to his normal form but keeping himself tucked up close against Hex. He didn't want to leave the blankets of the warmth of the other man's embrace, and he started purring again as he pressed a kiss to Hex's chest.

"My Hex, mine," he said softly to himself.

[just_hex]

Hex was only dozing and when Nyx moved, he tightened his arm. It was a few more moments before he realized Nyx was awake and he opened his eyes.

"You're you again," he smiled.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm always me, even if I'm not," Nyx assured him with a little yawn, snuggling in again and nipping at Hex's shoulder. "I'm not capable of being anything else."

[just_hex]

"Ready to hunt?" he asked brightly, his body tensing, ready to spring from bed.

Except he looked confused for a moment.

"Eat," he said after a moment. "I meant eat."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I know what you meant," Nyx smiled, purring again. "The wolf was chatty, it could hear me as the fox. ...Food sounds good, but so does a little hibernation, hmm?"

[just_hex]

"The...wolf...was chatty? Wot's that mean?" he asked, moving so he could look at Nyx better.

Stripping him of warm blankets in the process.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx protested the loss of warmth, squirming until he was mostly covered again.

"In my Fox form I can speak directly to the minds of some. You couldn't hear me, but your wolf could. It spoke to me. Sang a little bit even. It was sweet. You're sweet," he added with a little smile.