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]

Nyx never knew what to order, so he just ordered two meals of a full English and a side of fried potatoes. He was sure Hex would eat most of it, the wolf was always hungry.

With that sorted he set about making coffee, adding some brandy to his and leaning against the counter as he sipped it. He must be starting to look unwell, people only brought up food when he was starting to look ill. He'd have to start putting effort into his looks again- A little glamour here and there to stop anyone worrying too much.

[just_hex]

Hex took quite a while, but when he emerged, he was clean shaven, hair done, and he smelled of his soap he'd left here.

He walked out with the towel around his waist.

"Is it here yet?" he asked hopefully.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx checked his phone and shook his head. "Got time yet. Mind if I wash up too?" He asked.

"Oh, I made coffee, he added as he finished his and stole a kiss.

[just_hex]

"Thanks! Take your time. I'll wait for the food," he assured him.

He'd wait. Right there, near the door.

Listening.

[tempting_the_fates]

The food eventually came, and not long after Nyx was back, washed up with a little glamour on now, just enough to make him look a bit more refreshed, a bit moe himself.

"Smells nice," he lied, stealing another kiss, even though he knew Hex's full attention would be on breakfast now. "What do you think you'd like to do after breakfast? I don't have anything on the books today- We could do anything you like, really," he offered.

[just_hex]

Hex had made Nyx a plate with his potatoes, but also part of a tomato and some mushrooms.

The rest was already halfway gone once Nyx emerged.

"You don't need to write or practice or anything?" he asked. "We could go to the park. The leaves are gorgeous and it's not too cold."

[tempting_the_fates]

"That could be nice," Nyx nodded, picking at his potatoes. "I can wear a hat, people might not notice me then."

[just_hex]

"Why don't you just magic yourself a bit more?" he asked, noticing immediately when he looked at Nyx.

There was no judgement in it. He thought if he could magic himself tidy he would. Shaving, doing his hair, and skincare...magic would be nice.

"Or can you not look different enough?' he asked.

Before Nyx could answer either question, Hex smiled.

"Could wear a wig. All the big pop stars wear wigs, I saw," he suggested and then popped bacon into his mouth.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx's smile faded when he realized Hex could see through his glamour.

"I can look as different as I like," Nyx said, "It's just a bit exhausting sometimes. I don't want to wear a wig either, I'll just use magic to make people not notice me," he shrugged.

[just_hex]

"Does it bother you? Being recognized?" he asked, happily eating his breakfast. "I kinda liked it, showing up to the fights as a spectator, everyone knowing me. But when I left, I was nobody again."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Most of the time I do, yes. My magic loves it, feeds off the attention, you know? But sometimes it's annoying, I just want to exist, you know? I don't want to take photos and sign things," Nyx shrugged.

[just_hex]

"That makes sense," he nodded. "I know where we can go. Lovely, and not too many people to even see you. You game?"

[tempting_the_fates]

"Sounds perfect," Nyx said, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek.

[just_hex]

Hex ate slowly, though much faster than Nyx. He was buzzing with excitement when it was time to go and he was nearly dancing at the door to go.

"You're going to love this place," he grinned. "If you don't, I'll eat me hat."

[tempting_the_fates]

"You're going to wear a hat?" Nyx quipped, picking at his food a little more, then pushing away the plate. "I'm ready whenever you are, love."

[just_hex]

Hex took him to a cab and gave an address, then turned a smile on Nyx.

"Used to play ball here, but beyond the pitch is a secret," he told him.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Oh? I do like a secret," Nyx purred, settling in close against Hex in the back of the cab. His hand moved to the other man's thigh, and he squeezed a little as it slid a bit higher.

[just_hex]

Hex draped his arm around Nyx and pulled him in close.

"I used to play ball a lot," he confessed. "I haven't played since...you know. Wouldn't be fair, and that's no fun."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Who cares about fair?" Nyx asked. "You could be a winner. A star..." he added with a purr.

[just_hex]

"You? Are a terrible influence," he laughed warmly, pulling Nyx in close to kiss him.

They rolled up to Holland Park, but on the far side, well away from the pitch. Hex paid and waited for Nyx to join him and the car to drive away. There was no one on the street. Entering the park through the gate, well off in the distance was a woman walking her dog, staring at her phone.

"Let's take this path," he said, leading Nyx away from her.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx followed without hesitation, trusting Hex blindly, as he often did.

"Going to give me a hint?" he asked as they walked.

[just_hex]

"Hmmm...next time we come, we should have a sushi picnic," he said.

It wasn't much of a hint...until they walked into the Kyoto garden and found themselves utterly alone.

"Pretty, right?" he asked eagerly.

[tempting_the_fates]

"It's beautiful," Nyx smiled, glancing around. "I love it."

Reaching for Hex's hand, he gave it a soft squeeze.

[just_hex]

Hex squeezed back and smiled at Nyx.

"I've never come here with anyone. Just on me own," he told him. "Come on, I'll show you all the things."

He kept hold of his hand as he led the way through the beautifully kept Japanese garden in the middle of London.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx walked with him, listening- Though part of him was trying to ignore the little voice inside him wondering where his next fix was coming from. A drink, maybe? A little hit. A toke, perhaps?

It made Hex's words fade into white noise.

He pulled out his cigarettes and lit one.