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thecapitol2014-01-15 12:26 pm
gluteus) wrote in thecapitol2014-01-15 12:26 pm
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Who | Maximus and Wyatt (closed)
What | Shameless shipping
Where | Wyatt's room, back int he capitol
When | night before the Arena
Warnings/Notes | cloudy with a 100% chance of smut
It had taken them telling him twice for Maximus to actually believe that he wasn't going into the arena this time. He'd been told he wouldn't be fighting after his victory, after all, and he'd still found himself in the arena, so he had a little difficulty grasping the fact that this time he really wouldn't be allowed to fight.
The argument that he had with his escort rattled the windows.
An hour later, however, Maximus was forced to admit a grudging defeat, slam his door behind him, and stalk to Wyatt's room. He disliked having to break this particular news and he disliked the fact that he had to even more - it felt like a betrayal, at best, and weakness at worst, and a very small dark part of him worried that Wyatt would think that he wanted to stay. That he wanted to be separated from him, that he wanted Wyatt to go into the arena alone. That small dark part of him was terrified, because it was so very opposite from the truth.
He was much more worried about himself, being forced to stay in the Capitol and watch Wyatt fight for his life.
(He could not concieve of what he would do if the man didn't return)
(Burn the Capitol to the ground.)
He knocked on Wyatt's door when he arrived at his rooms, but let himself in without waiting for the reply.
"They will not allow me to fight," He got out, before Wyatt could say anything.
What | Shameless shipping
Where | Wyatt's room, back int he capitol
When | night before the Arena
Warnings/Notes | cloudy with a 100% chance of smut
It had taken them telling him twice for Maximus to actually believe that he wasn't going into the arena this time. He'd been told he wouldn't be fighting after his victory, after all, and he'd still found himself in the arena, so he had a little difficulty grasping the fact that this time he really wouldn't be allowed to fight.
The argument that he had with his escort rattled the windows.
An hour later, however, Maximus was forced to admit a grudging defeat, slam his door behind him, and stalk to Wyatt's room. He disliked having to break this particular news and he disliked the fact that he had to even more - it felt like a betrayal, at best, and weakness at worst, and a very small dark part of him worried that Wyatt would think that he wanted to stay. That he wanted to be separated from him, that he wanted Wyatt to go into the arena alone. That small dark part of him was terrified, because it was so very opposite from the truth.
He was much more worried about himself, being forced to stay in the Capitol and watch Wyatt fight for his life.
(He could not concieve of what he would do if the man didn't return)
(
He knocked on Wyatt's door when he arrived at his rooms, but let himself in without waiting for the reply.
"They will not allow me to fight," He got out, before Wyatt could say anything.