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[unbreakable_king]

Once the door is open, Rhy steps through into it with him, and locks the door behind him. Doesn't matter, Kell can work metal, he can unlock it. But hte petulance matters.

"The cad. He's angry because he's not getting laid and you woke me so well. Ignore him."

[allahuakbar]

"He's right, Rhy," Jibril says gently, looking down.

"One day you will be king."

[unbreakable_king]

What? Rhy glowers at that.

"And your point? If I am king, I make the rules."

[allahuakbar]

"Kings...they marry their kind and have heirs..." At least that is what Jibril knows of kings.

"He's right, ya hayati."

Jibril looks a bit broken.

[unbreakable_king]

There's a knock at the bathroom door behind them, and Rhy rolls his eyes. He fists a hand and punches his own leg, hard. Sure, he winces, but the sound of pain from the other side of the door is satisfying.

"My dove, you ARE my kind."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril looks confused at the way the sound is echoed on the other side or why Rhy would punch his leg.

So instead of arguing for a moment it's set aside.

"What are you doing...?"

[unbreakable_king]

"Telling you I love you," Rhy answers, reaching out to stroke Jibril's face, to wipe away the tears. "My love. My dove."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril inhales at those words. He bites his lip and as the other wipes at the tears it feels like more well and he curses them inwardly.

"I... I love you too," he whispers but his hand went to where Rhy had punched his leg. "But what are you doing?" he's trying to understand the strange action.

He hates that Kell hasn't seemed to have left, that they're stuck in the bathroom.

[unbreakable_king]

Ah, yes. That. Rhy had been hiding it quite a bit, hadn't he?

Rhy's attention turns back to the door.

"Perhaps I can show you."

He catches some of the skin of his bare leg between his fingers and pinches it, savagely. And there is a low curse on the other side of the door.

"Punishing him."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril looks confused, watching the other pinch his leg and he reaches to try and stop him.

"Please don't hurt youself," he whispered and then furrows his brow.

"How...?"

[unbreakable_king]

"I'm hurting him," Rhy counters. "Kell and I are... linked."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril knew there is magic. He is still a bit superstitious of most of it but he didn't understand exactly.

"Your pain is his pain?"

[unbreakable_king]

"And in return. My pain, my emotions... my pleasure."

Which meant his brother KNEW he cared for Jibril.

"That was why he yelled at me for being distracted. I decided rather than paying attention I would fantasize. And the heat it brought me... he knew."

[allahuakbar]

That is a lot to take in and when the implications are laid very bare he blushes, looking toward the door.

"He knows... every time or...when he is near?"

[unbreakable_king]

"Every time. Well, there is a diminishing with distance, but we've not been far enough for it to really matter," Rhy admits, his voice soft as he meets his lover's gaze. And there is no shame in his gaze.

"The woman he loves has not sought him out and drives him mad. He is jealous."

[allahuakbar]

Rhy might not feel any shame but there is ..not quite shame but a sort of embarrassment that something so private is not... private.

"Doesn't make him wrong just because he is jealous," Jibril murmurs, trying to think about anything but Kell being able to know the things they do together.

"You are angry too now." An unrelated note.

[unbreakable_king]

"Yes, but that is because he is," Rhy counters, and he looks to the bathroom door.

"Will you leave already? And lock the door behind you!"

[allahuakbar]

Jibril presses his forehead to Rhy's chest, exhaling softly. He doesn't hear the sounds of anyone leaving but maybe his hearing isn't good enough.

He really doesn't like it to see Rhy angry. He hadn't actually been privy to many experiences with Rhy's temper.

[unbreakable_king]

"He wanted to hurt you," Rhy sighs, shaking his head. "And for that I am sorry."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril wanted to tell Rhy not to be sorry, that it might have hurt but sometimes the truth did. He didn't understand why Kell had been so intent to hurt him with it, how he could have become the focus of his ire... He tries so hard to not reflect badly on Rhy... but no matter how well he learns to read and write he would never be more than a homeless orphan from a war-torn country.

So since he can't tell him not to be sorry, he can't convince Rhy that Kell is right he lifts his head up and presses a soft kiss to Rhy's lips. He loves him so much, he couldn't help it even though he knew there had to be an expiration date before Rhy had to find a more appropriate person.

[unbreakable_king]

Yes, a kiss would be good. Is good. Rhy even pulls his lover into his lap.

"Perhaps," he whispers against Jibril's neck as he kisses down it, "we should make sure my brothers feels envy."

[allahuakbar]

Jibril inhales as he's pulled into Rhy's lap, still only in underwear and Rhy's shirt which had been mortifying in itself when Kell had intruded. His head tilted to the side, shivering as the other kissed along the sensitive line.

"If that would please you."

[unbreakable_king]

"Would it please you, my dove? I will do only what you wish. I would not shame you."

[allahuakbar]

"It does not shame me to be loved by you."

[unbreakable_king]

"Even intimately, when my brother is in the next room?"

Because Rhy would. he has no shame.