Sequel

Short. But really, there's not much more to it. It's still a few hours after Rel's father visited and the Sidhe would know better what a body needs after the kind of healing Rel went through.

If you see a "Violet" in here instead of "Ashun" let me know. It is so hard to not call her violet.

I hope you guys enjoy this. Rel is actually missing details, but I'd say that is his state of mind more than anything.

Poor Muan. I'm thinking... wet kitten kind of reaction. Or wet dog, how some dogs will just stand there after you washed them, heads down like "*sniffle* I'm sorry I gots muddy"

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Paw stayed for another cup of tea before he took his leave. The Sidhe fiddled with the lock beside the elevator for a moment before it dinged and he stepped onto it. Nave watched the elevator doors close before looking at Uhwan, setting a hand gently on her lover’s arm. Uhwan stood and asked something, motioning towards the bathroom. Violet responded calmly and Uhwan and Nave wandered off that way. Halfway there, Nave stopped and looked over her shoulder, confusion dancing over her features for a moment.

“Muan-ae,” Nave made a hand motion.

Muan stood obediently and shuffled to Nave, like he didn’t want to go to the bathroom.

“Muan doesn’t like baths,” Rel said suddenly, not entirely certain what had prodded him in that direction.

Ashun’s eyes flickered from Muan to Rel, those eyes darkened to a … Rel couldn’t seem to recall his shades of colours as something prickled at his mind, “He is in good hands. If he is afraid of baths, it is the perfect way for them to bond,” Then she turned to Osht and said something in Sidhe, keeping her hands very still.

Osht responded, making several hand motions before he clasped his hands in his lap. They didn’t want Rel to know what they were talking about. Fun.

Rel sipped his purple flower tea, wishing yet again that it was coffee.

Osht and Raoh stood from the table. Raoh came around the table and behind Rel, Rel blinked up at the Sidhe as Raoh looked down on him. Right, Rel doubted the motion was completely universal, but in people, such a motion meant Rel was in trouble. Rel stood, leaving his tea at the table, and was escorted to the living area, two couches, a couple of chairs and a flat screen like the one from the concrete room.

Someone had added stuff to his place, had been in here while he was-

Rel turned around, looking about the room. A white board installed on the craft cupboard, how had he missed that? An easel beside that and a rack of papers with a box labelled charcoal above that. There was even a new cupboard! Raoh was walking towards it, pulling out blankets and pillows as Osht upended one of the couches. Pushed it so that it was laying on its front, the formation of the couch keeping it above the floor, creating a little cave. Removing the cushions created a larger cave. Large enough for two people at the very least. Two blankets were draped over the couch and cushions arranged for a mattress.

Very quickly, a small nest had been made out of the couch. So Raoh, Osht and Ashun would sleep there.

At least, Rel thought so until Raoh took Rel’s hand and very gently pulled him towards the nest. Two large males and him? Rel dug in his heels only to find there was a set of small hands on his back.

“They’re supposed to be your parents, Rel, they aren’t going to hurt you. Go on. You’ll enjoy it. Trust me.”

Something in Ashun’s voice told Rel that the young woman knew more than she was letting on, but he still reluctantly gave in. He had to, really. He was freaking out because they were larger than him and no amount of any kind of work would make this an okay event for him.

Osht lifted the blankets from over top of the nest and Raoh climbed in first, motioning to Rel to follow. Rel did, and was pulled tight against Raoh. The male gave Rel a reassuring squeeze before accepting a blanket from Osht and tucking it around Rel. No part of Rel would touch Raoh or Osht. Osht slipped into the nest beside them and draped the blankets about until almost no light got into the nest.

A male pressed on either side of him.

Strange.

Rel forced himself to relax, even as his heart pounded in his ears. Osht was curled around him in such a way that Rel’s head was against the male’s chest, by his heart. The Sidhe’s heart was slow. So slow. Like…

Like…

Despite himself, Rel drifted off.


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