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salmon_pinkTitle: Whiskey Burns Down Low
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Will/Robin
Rating: PG
Words: 499
Timeline: Season Four's The Snow Queen
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writers_choice, prompt "honour".
It’s a nice change of pace, not being the drunkest man in the room for once. Sure, Will’s got that good burn going in his throat from decent whiskey, and he didn’t even have to steal it, Robin bought it for him fair and square. But Will’s only mildly buzzed, and Robin is hammered.
Will didn’t travel with the Merry Men all that long, but it was long enough to see them get good and plastered on more than one occasion. But not Robin. He’d drink with them, but Will never saw the man get really drunk.
Turns out drunk Robin likes to get real handsy. He’s got one hand shoved down the back pocket of Will’s jeans, the other holding on to his jacket, and he’s kissing Will like he wants to brand Will’s lips, like he wants Will to be tasting him for the rest of his life.
It’s maybe the first thing that’s actually gone right for Will in a long while. Because he had a stupid crush on the man back in the Enchanted Forest, but a sneaking suspicion to match that Robin was as straight as one of his arrows. It’s nice to get a pleasant surprise once in a while; he’s overdue.
And he doesn’t need to be thinking things like that, doesn’t need to be thinking about everything that’s gone wrong, about Wonderland, about her.
Just one moment of happiness, or at least some sloppy drunken kissing, that’s all he’s asking. But he already knows he can’t have it, and Robin actually growls when Will eases him back, this dark and feral sound that makes Will want to tip his head back and bare his throat.
But he can’t. God, he’s spent the last who-knows-how-long in a permanently drunken state, but for once he’s too sober for this. He’s sober and Robin isn’t. And Robin is all about honour. If the tables were turned, he wouldn’t take advantage of Will like this. Even if Will would want him to.
There hasn’t been much honour in Will’s life lately, but he can be honourable in this one moment.
“Steady, mate,” he murmurs when Robin glares at him, and Robin’s always so nice, so approachable, that it’s easy to forget how powerful he is. But the way he looks right now, tousled hair and swollen lips, eyes dropping hungrily to Will’s mouth, it’s hard to think of anything but the potential of how rough he could be.
But Will’s going to be a decent person about this. He’s going to try.
Because it's not him Robin wants.
“Why don’t you go home, sleep this off?” he suggests, voice as casual as he can make it.
He’s expecting an argument. He wants an argument, wants Robin to stay.
But Robin grunts and backs off, blinking rapidly, hands slipping from Will’s body.
Doing the right thing is supposed to feel good, but Will just feels hollow as he watches Robin walk away without a backwards glance.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Will/Robin
Rating: PG
Words: 499
Timeline: Season Four's The Snow Queen
Notes: For
writers_choice, prompt "honour".It’s a nice change of pace, not being the drunkest man in the room for once. Sure, Will’s got that good burn going in his throat from decent whiskey, and he didn’t even have to steal it, Robin bought it for him fair and square. But Will’s only mildly buzzed, and Robin is hammered.
Will didn’t travel with the Merry Men all that long, but it was long enough to see them get good and plastered on more than one occasion. But not Robin. He’d drink with them, but Will never saw the man get really drunk.
Turns out drunk Robin likes to get real handsy. He’s got one hand shoved down the back pocket of Will’s jeans, the other holding on to his jacket, and he’s kissing Will like he wants to brand Will’s lips, like he wants Will to be tasting him for the rest of his life.
It’s maybe the first thing that’s actually gone right for Will in a long while. Because he had a stupid crush on the man back in the Enchanted Forest, but a sneaking suspicion to match that Robin was as straight as one of his arrows. It’s nice to get a pleasant surprise once in a while; he’s overdue.
And he doesn’t need to be thinking things like that, doesn’t need to be thinking about everything that’s gone wrong, about Wonderland, about her.
Just one moment of happiness, or at least some sloppy drunken kissing, that’s all he’s asking. But he already knows he can’t have it, and Robin actually growls when Will eases him back, this dark and feral sound that makes Will want to tip his head back and bare his throat.
But he can’t. God, he’s spent the last who-knows-how-long in a permanently drunken state, but for once he’s too sober for this. He’s sober and Robin isn’t. And Robin is all about honour. If the tables were turned, he wouldn’t take advantage of Will like this. Even if Will would want him to.
There hasn’t been much honour in Will’s life lately, but he can be honourable in this one moment.
“Steady, mate,” he murmurs when Robin glares at him, and Robin’s always so nice, so approachable, that it’s easy to forget how powerful he is. But the way he looks right now, tousled hair and swollen lips, eyes dropping hungrily to Will’s mouth, it’s hard to think of anything but the potential of how rough he could be.
But Will’s going to be a decent person about this. He’s going to try.
Because it's not him Robin wants.
“Why don’t you go home, sleep this off?” he suggests, voice as casual as he can make it.
He’s expecting an argument. He wants an argument, wants Robin to stay.
But Robin grunts and backs off, blinking rapidly, hands slipping from Will’s body.
Doing the right thing is supposed to feel good, but Will just feels hollow as he watches Robin walk away without a backwards glance.
