Cyrus felt his face heat the moment he met Ender’s tired and sad gaze. “Uh…Morning?”
“Feeling shy, Cyrus?”
He scratched the back of his neck, as he felt the flush spread, but his embarrassment died quickly, being replaced with shame as he remembered some not-so-great things. “I… I’m sorry…for what my family did. I’m sorry for what happened to your people,and I’m sorry that my family decided to damn themselves further by hiding the truth behind it from the world. It wasn’t right.”
“I don’t want to talk about it.” Ender rubbed his face and sighed, before staring at him, eyes narrowing slightly. “Would what we did last night explain why you two were acting fucking weird the last few days?”
Cyrus’ blush came rushing back. “I-I…”
“Yeah, weird like that.”
“W-we didn’t plan for this to happen!” he gasped desperately. “I know how it looks. But we didn’t go into this planning to sleep with you. I swear! I…I saw… I had a vision while I was sleeping, and in it, Killian and I were comforting someone, and right before I woke up, I realized it was you.”
Ah, fuck, how did he explain this without sounding like a damn creeper?
“We weren’t…staring for a bad reason. We just…it’s always just been us. And we were trying to figure out if we were both—” He swallowed. “—okay with it?”
“You didn’t see any other path forward besides sleeping with me?”
Cyrus grimaced. “We just…went with what felt right…we weren’t trying to hurt you.”
Ender stared at Cyrus,at the flush still on the larger and much younger man’s cheeks, and felt mighty fucking embarrassed. It was not really about the sex per se. He could tellthey weren’t taking advantage, but he felt awkward as heck that he’d let himself be so vulnerable.
Ender really didn’t like it. He didn’t like it one bit. And these were two people he really shouldn’t have been with like this. Even if he ignored the fact that they weren’t even half his age, there was still the whole problem of their jobs, and who and what Cyrus was.
As the man seemed to blush harder and shift nervously under his gaze, Ender sighed. “Look, I know how your visions work. I know neither of you were trying to manipulate or hurt me. So, relax.”
He smirked when the Fate sagged a bit, finding it slightly amusing that the flush still remained, and that he seemed to be struggling to maintain eye contact.
Oh, who would have ever known Cyrus blushed so easily? If only he was staying near the man long enough to use this fun bit of information for…well, some fun.
Shaking his head at the silly thought, he said, “Thank you, both of you, for stopping me, and comforting me. But I think we all know, sleeping beauty included, that it’s best if this doesn’t happen again.”
“Considering my family, and what you do, that would likely be for the best. I’m sorry?—”
“Look, kid, don’t apologize for that. You had about as much control over what happened as I did—which was none at all. My advice to you, as an old bastard, who's been alive too damn long, is that you should never apologize for someone else’s wrongdoings. And do you know why?”
“Why?” Cyrus rasped.
“Because it makes them worth about a dime a dozen when it comes time to apologize for shit you actually did.”
Ender glanced over when Killian shifted in bed. The Siren yawned, rubbing at his eyes as he looked up at them,murmuring, “Mm, morning.” He was still looking pretty as shit, even more so when the man’s mouth turned up into a small smile.
That smile turning his way was just one too many people staring at him right now. “Well, this is about as awkward as I can handle, kids. My old ass is out.”
Ender slipped out of bed and almost fell to the floor as his legs tried to give out, but he caught his damn self. He stopped short of slapping away Cyrus’ hands, which were hovering by his waist, ready to catch and embarrass his dumbass further.
“I’m good,” he said stiffly as he straightened up, ignoring the throb in his ass.
With as much dignity as Ender could muster, which wasn’t a lot, he started walking towards the door as fast as his tired behind could manage.
“Uh, Ender?” Killian drawled, sounding annoyingly fucking amused.
He stopped with a sigh and glanced back. “What?”
The Siren was smirking and looking even more amused than his damn voice gave away.
“What is it?!” he snapped.
