Willy

[tempting_the_fates]

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Nyx looked unsure, then nodded, climbing off his lap and following after him.

This was a shit idea. He was sick, he shouldn't be putting poison in his body as well. ...But nothing sounded more tempting than this. He didn't want to think or feel. He wanted to switch off.

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[just_hex]

Hex blinked a couple times and tilted his head, as if it were the first time he'd ever heard that curious new word.

"Not really, though, right?" he asked, more scared than anything. "There's got to be a mistake. A mix up..."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Leukemia," Nyx replied, pausing a beat before adding. "I've got an appointment next week to talk about treatment."

[just_hex]

"Leukemia," he repeated.

A moment later his arms shot out and he pulled Nyx into a tight embrace.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx was startled, standing stone still at first, and then slowly melting into the embrace.

He hadn't realized how badly he needed this.

[just_hex]

Hex held on for a long time, and when his hold eased off, he began to sway.

"It's going to be alright," he promised.

He had no idea, but he sounded so convincing.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx wasn't so sure about that, but something about Hex's voice almost made him believe it.

"Will you stay here tonight?"

[just_hex]

Of course. Yeah, yes....if you want me to," Hex nodded.

He loosened the embrace, but didn't let go. Instead, he pressed a kiss to Nyx's forehead.

Willy came out of Nyx's room and disappeared into the kitchen.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx was aware of Willy, the energy between them still tense. He wasn't sure what was happening there, and in truth he couldn't bring himself to think on it tonight.

"You had news or something, I'm sorry. What was it?"

[just_hex]

"It's just an audition," he said with a shake of his head. "A pilot. It...doesn't seem important now...."

[tempting_the_fates]

"No, no it is, Hex. Tell me about it, I want to hear," Nyx insisted, his hands shaking a little. "It'll be good, it'll take my mind off it, maybe."

[just_hex]

"It's a weekly drama on network telly about high school football in Alabama ," he replied.

"I got the call today that they wanted to look at me," he added, feeling the strangest guilt over his excitement.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Told you people would be keen once they saw you," Nyx smiled. "You're brilliant."

He pushed his hair back out of his face, exhaling with a soft sigh. "I don't want to be sick. Can we just pretend I'm not for a bit? Can we just be normal? Let's.. I dunno. Let's go out. Let's do something. Anything."

He wouldn't even know about treatment until next week. Couldn't plan the future, couldn't start mourning without knowing what would be lost. If he stayed in, he'd just go crawling back to Will for another high- Hex wouldn't let that happen though, he could tell. Hex would keep him safe, make it better. That was just what Hex always seemed to do.

[just_hex]

Hex only smiled.

"Do you feel like having a bit of fun? Or were you hoping for something frisky?" he asked, wrinkling his nose.

Could he pretend he didn't know what Nyx had said? Could he act like everything was fine?

Of course he could.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I- I want to turn my mind off. You pick. ...That's part of this, yeah? This thing we have. You take care of me. You know best," Nyx said, for the first time seeming to really understand this dynamic they'd been playing with.

[just_hex]

"Yeah...I can do that. I know what you need," he replied softly, finally loosening his hold.

"Go put on something comfortable. Sweats, yeah?" Hex added.

A simple command, no need for N6x to think. Hex had him now.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Oh," Nyx said. He'd thought they were going out.

"Okay," he said, trying not to look disappointed.

[just_hex]

"And some sort of shower shoes or flip flops. No socks," he continued.

"Then brush your teeth. You have five minutes."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a little, wandering off and getting changed. He returned a little while later, changed and refreshed.

"These are the only sweatpants I own," he admitted.

[just_hex]

"They're fine," Hex assured him with a gentle smile. "You won't be in them long."

From Willy's room, melancholy notes rang out as he played to take his mind off the fact that Nyx was sick. He'd used the television before, but now that the other man was leaving with his boytoy, all he had was music.

Hex looked back on the way out.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Wait, we're going out? I'm not dressed for it though," Nyx said, looking down at himself.

He could also hear Will, but that whole situation was too messy to focus on right now. It almost felt like the other man was angry at him for being sick.

[just_hex]

Hex gave him a sharp look and pressed a finger to Nyx's lips.

"No questions. You asked me to take over, so shut up and come on," he told him. "I told you, I know what to do."

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a little, opening his mouth to say something, then shutting it again.

[just_hex]

"Hex took him down, calling a car in the lift. It was a short wait, and the same driver who had dropped Hex off. He held Nyx close all the way to a house in the hills. The car left them at the gate and it opened when he pressed the button 4 times in a rhythm.

The home was nicely furnished, if sparse. It didn't take long to realize it was a porn set. Each room was a different set, some in use, some closed entirely. No one talked in the common areas, but that didn't seem to bother Hex at all. He simply took Nyx's hand and dragged him to a door and pulled him inside.

Inside, everything was plush. The rug was thick, soft, and furry. The bedding was a soothing, soft green with pillows and decor in pinks, blues, and purples. It danced the line of feminine and childish, but mostly it was simply soft, warm, and quiet.

"Undress now," he told Nyx in the safety of the room.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx had no idea where they were or what was happening, but after a moment he started to do as Hex asked, undressing slowly and glancing around the room.

"Hex... There aren't cameras in here, right?" he asked nervously. That was the last thing he needed, a scandal on top of a cancer diagnosis.

[just_hex]

"No, it's alright. You don't need to worry. I mean, you can film your scene, but you've got to pay the set fee and sign papers," he answered honestly.