Saturnalia GP!

[goodfellow]

It was a good night at Saturnalia.

There was some b-list American rapper-slash-DJ who had shown up earlier in the day, and Robin was happy to throw someone on stage. It had gone over well right away, so he'd let him stay on. And now it was well into the evening and things were, as Robin understood the current vernacular to be, turnt.

In fact, at some point he'd thrown open all the windows so that the music blasted onto the street, and instructed the bouncers to let in whoever wanted in. He'd also instructed the bartenders to serve all the beer half price. The resulting crowd and frenzy was really something else.

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[london_spy]

"Nothing. ...Nothing, I just- I suppose I'm waiting for things to go wrong," Danny admitted, raking his fingers through his hair and frowning softly.

[just_hex]

"Drink up, love. Nothing's going to go wrong," Hex said, cheerful but gentle. "Put your worries to bed for the night, yeah?"

[london_spy]

Danny nodded a little, but they both knew it wasn't that easy.

"Do you want to get out of here after this?" he asked, sipping his beer.

[just_hex]

"Yeah," he replied. The music was loud and the dancing was fun, but the beer that seemed to be everywhere was almost too much for him to take. He knew he shouldn't put himself in situations of temptation like this, but sometimes it was worth it.

"At this hour the tube won't be too crowded. It'll give me time to cool down."

[london_spy]

"Yeah. ...Yeah, definitely," Danny nodded, always glad when a cab could be avoided.

[just_hex]

"We can go whenever you like," Hex said, reaching under the small table to rest his hand on Danny's knee. "I thought you might like to dance a bit. Blow off some steam. But I reckon we can do that at home just as easy."

[london_spy]

"I'm sorry," Danny said sincerely. "I don't- I don't mean to be a stick in the mud. I know I've been a bit- Well, a bit of a misery, if I'm honest."

[just_hex]

"I don't think so, Danny," Hex said. "You're a thinker, that's all. You think all the time. Sometimes you've just got to shut it off."

And he knew Danny did. He wasn't stupid. He knew full well when Danny came home high.

[london_spy]

"You don't think 'shutting it off' makes it worse?" Danny asked- As though asking for permission.

[just_hex]

"Maybe sometimes...but you can't run on high all the time, Danny. You've got to find some sort of safety valve or you'll explode," he said. He'd rather it be running or meditation, but that wasn't a suggestion he'd make at the club.

[london_spy]

"I know. ...I know," Danny said softly. "And I know it's- I know I shouldn't. Because I'm sick, because of your job... I know, just- It's so hard sometimes, Hex. I was doing so well, and then- The whole world just went to shit. ...And it's better, I'm better with you, I am, but- It's harder now. Knowing what I know about the world. Knowing it doesn't matter what I do. It's harder to keep myself on the path."

[just_hex]

"It's hell to feel...small. Insignificant," he sympathized. He'd felt the same those first weeks in the TARDIS. Facing the immensity of the universe, knowing he was nothing. But then he'd become a part of something so big.

"...I think you need a purpose, Danny. Some good work to do. Doesn't have to be a job. You've got the dosh, you could volunteer. Do some good."

[london_spy]

"Maybe- I don't think I'm in a good place for it though. I need- I don't know," Danny sighed, raking his fingers through his hair.

[just_hex]

"I think you need to get out of here," Hex said. "That's a start. Let's go outside. You can smoke and we can cool off a bit."

[london_spy]

Danny nodded a little, thinking some cool air and a smoke sounded like a good idea.

[just_hex]

Hex lead the way outside, parting the crowd for Danny on the way. Once outside the air was brisk compared to inside and he took a deep breath.

"There we are. Better already," he said, falling back so he could slip his arm around Danny.

[london_spy]

"Thank you," Danny said softly, leaning in and resting against Hex.

[just_hex]

He held Danny a bit tighter as if the strength of his embrace could help banish the dark, creeping thoughts. Hex pressed a kiss to Danny's temple.

"I'll call a car while you smoke. We'll get out of here. Fancy a bite? Or we can go home. I'm famished but there's plenty to cook at home."

[london_spy]

"Let's just go home," Danny sighed. "Home sounds good, Hex."

[just_hex]

Hex nodded and pulled up the app to call a driver. It took no time at all, really.

"Looks like five minutes. Plenty of time for a cigarette," he said as he reached out to stroke Danny's arm.

[london_spy]

Danny didn't reach for his cigarettes though, he reached for Hex, pulling him closer and kissing him softly.

[just_hex]

He closed his eyes and melted into it. Arms encircled Danny to pull him close and Hex tilted his head so he could enjoy the brush of the other man's lips

[london_spy]

"I love you," Danny said softly, exhaling against the other man's lips, "I love you, Hex."

[just_hex]

"Oh, Danny, I know. I know. I love you too," he replied, so close his lips kept brushing Danny's mouth as he spoke.

[london_spy]

"You could do so much better though, Hex. You should have someone good- Someone normal. Healthy. You should have someone who can sleep through the night without terror, who isn't putting you at risk every time you make love," Danny whispered.