Nyx + John

[petty_dabbler]

John had had a long hard day and he'd managed to find himself a beer and a copy of an old magazine to look through while he enjoyed it. He sat in a table in the market reading about the trials of pop stars and the tribulations of celebrities.

"Wankers," he muttered as he read about the newest heartthrob.

"Bet he's dead now," he said to himself.

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[prince_of_nymphs]

"He was a skin walker. I think he's doing fine," Nyx said, glancing at the photo, then John. "The eyes are always telling."

[petty_dabbler]

John looked up at Nyx, blinked once at the sight of him, then looked at the glossy photo.

He studied the eyes.

"Huh. You're right," he said.

Then he looked Nyx in the eyes.

"You can always tell by the eyes."

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx tilted his head slightly.

"Do mine bother you?"

[petty_dabbler]

"Bother? No. But usually I see eyes like yours in things that want to eat me," he replied honestly.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx looked offended, frowning at that.

"You don't look very tasty," he assured him.

[petty_dabbler]

John grinned at that.

"You're right," he nodded. "Bitter and tough, me."

He looked Nyx over and decided he was rather comfortable with it.

"You're going back to your roots, hmm?'

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I think I am, yes," Nyx nodded. "I feel better like this. Safe."

[petty_dabbler]

"Safer to be in this world, looking like that, now. Did you dare before?" John asked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

Nyx shook his head no.

"Never," he admitted. "It would have been dangerous."

[petty_dabbler]

"More power to you, mate. For what it's worth, it's a good look," he told him, still grinning.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"Some find it frightening," Nyx said. "I think Hex dislikes it- Maybe not the appearance, but the reason."

[petty_dabbler]

"You think? Maybe he misses what you were before," he said.

John thought a moment.

"If I was your Keeper, that bloke would already be dead."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I don't want him hurt. I have no desire for revenge," Nyx assured him.

[petty_dabbler]

"That's big of you. I never met a mortal man that didn't live for revenge if the opportunity arises," John replied thoughtfully.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I don't thirst for blood," Nyx shrugged.

[petty_dabbler]

"You're not mortal," John gently pointed out.

He wasn't going to get involved. The more he kept his nose out of everyone's business, the better off everyone would be.

If only he could keep that promise to his own nosy ass.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"No, that is true, I am not. Though fae can be cruel."

Just not Nyx, even at his most feral.

[petty_dabbler]

"You're too good for this world, Nyx. Compassion is in short supply," he smiled gently.

He wasn't sure Winter would be so kind. He'd like to think so, though.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I am as I am, nothing more," Nyx assured him. "It's all I wish to be."

[petty_dabbler]

"You think that you can be that, be here, and be happy?" he asked.

[prince_of_nymphs]

"I don't know. I suppose I will see as time goes on. Nothing is certain here, is it?" Nyx replied.

[petty_dabbler]

"Not even death and taxes," John agreed.

"I heard you're going to be MP when parliament takes off. They were smart enough not to ask me."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"They need a fae, and I am the one Bond trusts," Nyx said, very sure why he'd been asked. "His mind may change in time."

[petty_dabbler]

"I've met men like Bond. Don't trust him, Nyx. Be mates, work in government, but don't ever trust a man like that. He only has his own interests at heart," John cautioned safely.

He considered that for a second and decided he was right.

"But you...I think your compassion is going to be vital to this new thing they've done."

[prince_of_nymphs]

"We'll see," Nyx replied quietly, not sure he'd truly have any say. He was one man, and this was all getting so big.