Title: Cold Winter Night
Rating: PG
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dizilla
Prompt: Cold Winter Night
My first attempt at the Robin Hood fandom. This is a gen fic with slashy undertones. In my mind its set early season one.
Cold Winter Night
He doesn’t sleep much anymore. A few hours a night is all he needs. He knows it’s a consequence of the Holy War, all those nights sitting up, keeping watch over his master. He was always at the ready to protect Robin, despite the fact that Robin was probably the last person on earth who would need protection. But that was his job; to protect the man who was protecting everyone else.
Things hadn’t changed since they had come back home to England. The Sherriff and Gisborne were doing whatever they could to find them, and peril was at every turn, life threatening danger just a part of their everyday lives as it was in the Holy Land. So he sat up at night, kept watch, his back to the small group of misfits they had acquired.
He is surprised one night by the soft crunching of leaves behind him. Footsteps. His breath catches in his throat and he places a hand to his sword on the ground beside him. Taking a deep breath, he is about to turn around when he feels a hand on his shoulder. Looking up he sees Robin, dishevelled and tired, but smiling at him.
More relieved than he could say, Much releases the sword as Robin sits down beside him.
“Much,” Robin says quietly, careful not to wake the others, “we aren’t in the Crusades anymore. You can have a full nights rest here. No one will harm us.”
Even though Robin says us, Much knows he means me.
“I didn’t know you knew,” he replies, slightly sheepish. He should have known he could not out-stealth the great Robin of Locksley.
“Of course I knew.”
“Then why did you never say something?”
“Because despite all the respect and status I had, you were the only one who wanted to protect me. I love you for that.”
Much doesn’t know what to say. He nudges Robin gently, playfully, and they smile at each other. And just for that one night, they kept watch over each other.
Rating: PG
For:
dizillaPrompt: Cold Winter Night
My first attempt at the Robin Hood fandom. This is a gen fic with slashy undertones. In my mind its set early season one.
Cold Winter Night
He doesn’t sleep much anymore. A few hours a night is all he needs. He knows it’s a consequence of the Holy War, all those nights sitting up, keeping watch over his master. He was always at the ready to protect Robin, despite the fact that Robin was probably the last person on earth who would need protection. But that was his job; to protect the man who was protecting everyone else.
Things hadn’t changed since they had come back home to England. The Sherriff and Gisborne were doing whatever they could to find them, and peril was at every turn, life threatening danger just a part of their everyday lives as it was in the Holy Land. So he sat up at night, kept watch, his back to the small group of misfits they had acquired.
He is surprised one night by the soft crunching of leaves behind him. Footsteps. His breath catches in his throat and he places a hand to his sword on the ground beside him. Taking a deep breath, he is about to turn around when he feels a hand on his shoulder. Looking up he sees Robin, dishevelled and tired, but smiling at him.
More relieved than he could say, Much releases the sword as Robin sits down beside him.
“Much,” Robin says quietly, careful not to wake the others, “we aren’t in the Crusades anymore. You can have a full nights rest here. No one will harm us.”
Even though Robin says us, Much knows he means me.
“I didn’t know you knew,” he replies, slightly sheepish. He should have known he could not out-stealth the great Robin of Locksley.
“Of course I knew.”
“Then why did you never say something?”
“Because despite all the respect and status I had, you were the only one who wanted to protect me. I love you for that.”
Much doesn’t know what to say. He nudges Robin gently, playfully, and they smile at each other. And just for that one night, they kept watch over each other.
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