Yeah, I've been a few times. If you ever saw free food out in the kitchen, it was likely me. I'm pretty good friends with Kyle.
[Possibly more than friends, but you know. Details. Barry is a perfect gentleman with Nick though, just carrying him out the door (with a quick stop at the clothing check to retrieve some things, and anything of Nick's if he left it there. Thankfully he gets a bag to carry things in, because his arms are full of Nick.
Then they're off, and running with a speedster is a blur of wind and electricity that's really like nothing else in the multiverse, but it makes Barry smile every time. When he stops at their destination, he shifts Nick a little just to knock on the door.]
[ It's been three nights and Kyle has spent three days wondering how bad things could get. He remembers after the vampire orgy, and of having to spend days with Nick. Just in case. He'll do whatever he has to for those he loves, but the idea of siring still bothers him.
So when the knocking comes, Barry being too fast for even his sensitive hearing to pick up on time, he rushes to the door faster than he should. Jerking it open and blinking at the pair before him. ]
Fuck. Is he okay? Nick?
[ He tries to take it all in. The blood. That Nick's being carried. That he's with Barry.
Even as he tries not to worry too much he steps back, gesturing them inside.]
[ even if he is feeling wobbly from the combination of the party and that run. he turns his head to smile at kyle, and nick doesn't exactly try to struggle out of barry's arms, but he wriggles a little like he's thinking about it. ]
[Barry smiles at the wriggling, setting Nick down carefully and slipping his mask off.] I did, yeah. We're okay. Just worn out, I think. I just had to carry him to get us back easily. Can I crash here with you guys for a little bit?
[ Kyle doesn't look at all convinced. On any counts. He reaches out for Nick though, trying not to frown too heavily despite how much he still worries. ]
How blood did you lose, Nick?
[ He sighs, tensing slightly even as the scent of blood threatens to overwhelm him. ]
Of course you can. Of course. Lets take this to my room.
[ he's not stood on his own for long. nick steps out of barry's arms, reaches to catch hold of kyle's hand instead, leaning in towards him. kyle's room sounds good, a bed sounds better. the amount of sleep he's had over the few days amounts to more or less nothing, and now that he's finally out of the event it's starting to catch up with him. ]
It looks worse than it is. [ which is true, if only because nick's magic reserves ran dry from the days of constantly healing himself back to top form. it's all superficial wounds left, scraped wrists and bruises and a handful of small, straight cuts. but nick is tapped out, they won't be getting fixed until he's had some rest, and nick turns his head, presses a soft kiss to kyle's shoulder. ] I just need to lie down for a bit. Or a shower. Maybe both.
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[Possibly more than friends, but you know. Details. Barry is a perfect gentleman with Nick though, just carrying him out the door (with a quick stop at the clothing check to retrieve some things, and anything of Nick's if he left it there. Thankfully he gets a bag to carry things in, because his arms are full of Nick.
Then they're off, and running with a speedster is a blur of wind and electricity that's really like nothing else in the multiverse, but it makes Barry smile every time. When he stops at their destination, he shifts Nick a little just to knock on the door.]
Kyle? You home?
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So when the knocking comes, Barry being too fast for even his sensitive hearing to pick up on time, he rushes to the door faster than he should. Jerking it open and blinking at the pair before him. ]
Fuck. Is he okay? Nick?
[ He tries to take it all in. The blood. That Nick's being carried. That he's with Barry.
Even as he tries not to worry too much he steps back, gesturing them inside.]
Did you go to that... party too?
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[ even if he is feeling wobbly from the combination of the party and that run. he turns his head to smile at kyle, and nick doesn't exactly try to struggle out of barry's arms, but he wriggles a little like he's thinking about it. ]
It was a good party.
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How blood did you lose, Nick?
[ He sighs, tensing slightly even as the scent of blood threatens to overwhelm him. ]
Of course you can. Of course. Lets take this to my room.
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It looks worse than it is. [ which is true, if only because nick's magic reserves ran dry from the days of constantly healing himself back to top form. it's all superficial wounds left, scraped wrists and bruises and a handful of small, straight cuts. but nick is tapped out, they won't be getting fixed until he's had some rest, and nick turns his head, presses a soft kiss to kyle's shoulder. ] I just need to lie down for a bit. Or a shower. Maybe both.
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Both is probably the best solution. Maybe you can run a bath for him? Might be easier on his scrapes. I can make something to eat.
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Good. I'm glad I'm not going to have to give you blood. Lets get you taken care of and all cleaned up.
[ He leans in to kiss Barry's cheek. ]
That would be great. Thank you. This is not new, I admit. Nick loves to play.