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Sappy reunion stuff

[Spontaneously one day, Margaery had decided that she would very much like to visit home. Tommen had been very understanding of this wish and granted her a fortnight to visit, not counting the time it took to travel from King's Landing to Highgarden. Cersei had been somewhat annoyed by this but really who cared about Cersei's feelings? Her party had set out two days later. Loras was, of course, the Kingsguard knight assigned to escort the Queen on her journey.

Though Margaery denied it, Loras knew this trip was more for him than it was for her. It had been quite some time since either of them had seen Highgarden but they both knew Loras missed it more than his sister. When they arrived home, Loras dutifully stuck by his sister's side until she dismissed him with a laugh.

"I'm just going to visit with mother, Loras. Surely I need no protection for that. Why don't you go see Willas?"

The implication in that suggestion was not lost on Loras. After a quick peck to her cheek he left Margaery's side, heading to find his oldest brother. Willas was out in his private section of the gardens. After some catching up, Willas directed Loras to his solar. There he found Renly, just as Willas said he would. Loras stepped inside the room, still wearing light armor and his Kingsguard cloak, carefully shutting the door behind him]

Willas said I'd find you here. [Margaery had, of course, made both Willas and their mother swear not to say a word to Renly about this plan. She wanted it to be a surprise]

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[Renly has been recovering at Highgarden since his brush with death. He isn't bedridden anymore, but he needs to catch his breath more often, finds himself more tired than he used to. Willas has been good company, though, since Loras and Margaery had to return to King's Lading; Willas's physical ability is less than Renly's even, and so they mostly play cyvasse or stroll slowly through the gardens when Renly isn't helping Willas strategize House Tyrell's surge to power.

There are half-formed plans for Renly to return to the world of the living some day, but it's a distant dream; not only is he not strong enough, the world isn't safe for that yet.

So Renly will help the roses rise, since they treat him as their family here, all the servants sworn to secrecy and keeping him safely ensconced away from malicious eyes. He's in Willas's solar, making changes to a letter Willas has written to another House, modifying the wording in the way that only someone so charming as he is can, when someone breezes into the room and closes the door. Renly doesn't look up at first, starting before he hears the voice,] Willas, I'm nearly finished-

[But that isn't Willas's voice. Renly looks up quickly, rises to his feet so fast he knocks the heavy carved chair over. Loras is a sight for sore eyes, and he's all dressed in white - Kingsguard white.]

Oh, Loras-

[Loras has to laugh at Renly's initial reaction to his presence]

Has it been so long that you cannot tell the difference between me and my brothers? [His smile softens when Renly says his name and he takes a step closer to where the other man is seated] Hello, love. Surprised to see me?

[He's stunned at first; no one told him Loras would be visiting, else he might have dressed up - his clothes now are plain (not for a noble, but for him, at least) and green, emblazoned with roses. He hadn't been expecting to see anyone but Willas and possibly Alerie today, and there isn't much sense in dressing like the whole world will see him. But Loras is the whole world, as far as he's concerned.

Still, he can't even think of that when he looks at Loras, beautiful and shining in white and gold, like something out of a dream. The smile on Renly's face threatens to crack it right open.] No one told me you were coming. Your doing, I imagine.

You know I am surprised, but so delighted. [He closes the distance between them to wrap his arms tightly around Loras.]

Margaery's, actually. Her Highness wished to return home for a visit. The King was generous enough to grant that wish and of course she needed to be escorted by a Kingsguard knight. I was the natural choice. [Meaning Margaery planned and schemed for a while to makes this happen.

Loras doesn't hesitate in returning the embrace, nuzzling at Renly's neck. He's grown a bit over the past few months but he's still shorter than Renly. He probably always will be] Have you missed me, then?

[So Margaery set this up and no one let him know so it would be a surprise. Somehow, he's not surprised by THAT, at least. Renly can't help the little laugh that bubbles up out of him as he hugs Loras tightly, like he never wants to let go of him.]

Always. Gods, you're a vision in that cloak. I always knew you would be.

[Margaery is the world's best sister. If Loras didn't already think that he certainly would now]

Mm, well, you've always gone on about how good I look in white. [His arms tighten a bit around Renly's waist and he presses a kiss to the taller man's throat] How have you been, love? I trust Willas is good company?

You look good in everything. [Especially after so long without seeing him. Willas is good company, it's true, and he loves the Tyrells as if they were his own family (in a way, they are - his brother tried to kill him, but the Tyrells are sheltering him), but he loves Loras more than anything in the world.] I've been... well, though I miss you terribly. Willas and I have been keeping busy though.

So you've often said. Speaking of, I think I quite like the way you look covered in roses. [Renly's looking more Tyrell right now than he is Baratheon. Loras kind of likes that]

So I've heard. He's been keeping me updated as best he can. [But there's nothing like seeing Renly face to face] Let me change and we can talk some more. I'm sick of this cloak.

[Renly just laughs softly at that, because it's true, he's dressed more as a Tyrell than a Baratheon. It isn't like they could send for his things at Storm's End, so his wardrobe is now much more floral; Renly doesn't mind it, though, wearing the sigil of his new family, and truly he's just grateful to them for sheltering him, taking care of him.] It's as if I can truly be yours now, isn't it? Wearing your colors. [Not that he didn't wear Loras's colors before, he just wore them with a stag upon his chest.

His smile grows even warmer, and he reaches out to touch the edges of the white cloak with both hands, tugging Loras a little closer and leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips.] Let us go to your rooms, and allow me.

You've always done that. [And Loras has always liked it] It's just that now there are significantly more roses. It suits you, I think.

[He returns the kiss, smiling against Renly's lips and wrapping his arms around the taller man's neck. He'd be lying if he said the idea of Renly helping him undress wasn't incredibly appealing to him] Mm, if you wish. I'm sure Willas would appreciate having his solar back, at the least.

Yes, but it's different now. And apparently your mother thinks the same. Your family's acceptance of... of us, is almost overwhelming sometimes. [The last bit comes out a little softer; Renly hardly knows what to do when he doesn't have to be afraid of family finding out about them. What is having a loving family? How do you do that?]

Well, I was helping reword some of his letters. Mm, but I suspect he would at least rather we not reunite in here.

My family means well but yes, they can be a bit much. Mother especially. [He loves his mother, though] She hasn't been too overbearing, has she?

[He grins, taking one of Renly's hands and leading him out of the solar] Yes, you might be right there. Willas is tolerant of many of my antics but that might be pushing even him too far. Though I don't believe I've ever seen him properly angry about anything. [Which might be because Willas lacks the temper that Loras and even Margaery to an extent have. Garlan does too, though he's slightly easier to anger than Willas] He'll be an excellent Lord of Highgarden when father passes.

No, it is just... strange for me, I suppose. I never knew my mother. [Which he says pretty matter-of-factly because he's in denial about his terrible childhood. He lets Loras take his hand and follows him out, through the castle to Loras's rooms, where Renly has been sleeping ever since Loras left Highgarden again. It helps with the separation, to be surrounded by his lover's things and scent, though that has long faded.]

Willas isn't the type to anger, I think, though you are right, he's very clever. His wits and my charm have proven to be an unstoppable force these last months.

I know, love. [He's learned to just let go of how horrible he finds stories about Renly's childhood. Their experiences are vastly different and though he often feels bad about Renly's past, he realizes it's the past. He can't change it] It just means mother cares about you. She's the same with Willas, Garlan, Margaery and I.

Willas is the least temperamental of all four of us, I think. All Seven Kingdoms should be afraid now that the two of you have joined forces.

[He can't change it, but it's been so nice, staying with the Tyrells. They're a real family, not like the broken thing his had been, and they treat him like one of their own. Sometimes it feels like a dream, but then the aches and pains start up, or he loses his breath on a walk, and he remembers just what had to happen to put him here.] I've noticed. You're all very lucky.

[He chuckles a bit as he pushes open the door to Loras's rooms; the bed still hasn't been made from when Renly slept in it last night.] I think precisely the opposite, considering the end game is to remove the Lannisters from the throne.

[Loras is glad that his family can provide Renly at least a small bit of comfort. He wishes things hadn't happened as they did but at least Renly has them]

You're a far better fate than Westeros deserves, believe me. [He notices the bed right away, turning to Renly with a raised eyebrow] You've been staying in here? I would have thought my family would have given you your own chambers by now.

[He looks a little sheepish at that, glancing to the unmade bed and offering a very nearly shy smile.] They have, of course, but... Some nights I miss you terribly. I sleep better in here. [Has fewer nightmares of shadows and swords and the looming face of his brother, he means.]

[The admission is not at all surprising but it's incredibly endearing. Loras smiles fondly, moving close to Renly to give him a gentle kiss] I love you. [He's not going to admit that he spent every bit of time that he could with Margaery because it was the only place he really felt comfortable]

Help me out of all this?

[Renly is really not good at being alone. It always helps when he can sleep with Loras, or at least in his rooms. He smiles softly back and returns the kiss, hands smoothing the shoulders of his white cloak.] I love you as well.

[A quiet laugh and his hands go to the clasp of Loras's cloak to undo it and push it gently off his shoulders.] Gladly.

[While Renly does that, Loras moves close to press kisses to any inch of Renly's skin he can easily reach] You've no idea how good it is to be back here. King's Landing is a pit.

[Renly just breathes out a laugh as Loras's lips find the skin of his throat (the top of it, at least, he tends to wear slightly high collars these days to hide the scarring below) and jaw, hands working to start undoing the laces of Loras's lovely white doublet.]

I spent more time at court than you have thus far, love, believe me. I know just how much of a pit it is.

[He hasn't seen you in months, Renly. Don't laugh]

Just the small amount of time I've spent is enough. The people in that city are insufferable, none more so than the Lannisters. I'm only lucky in that most of my time is spent with Margaery.

[He's just happy, really, to have Loras here again. He's missed him horribly, that's no lie. The Tyrells are wonderful, all of them, but none of them are Loras. Renly works on getting Loras's doublet off, then his belt, with slow, careful fingers, like he's savoring the moment.]

I'm sorry you have to be there, love. I know all too well how terrible Lannisters are.

As long as Margaery is safe, I suppose that's all that matters.

[Margaery is the only reason he's in King's Landing, after all] If she didn't need me I would much rather be here with you. [If he had the choice he would never leave Renly's side] I'm glad my family has been kind to you, though. Not that I expected anything less.

She does need you. [But Renly doesn't sound sad when he says that. Sure, he'd rather be with Loras, but he's safe here, hidden in Highgarden, amongst people who treat him like family, and Margaery has found herself in the middle of a lion's den - she needs her protector much more right now than Renly needs his lover. Until King's Landing is safe, you belong at her side. [He presses kisses along the line of Loras's jaw, nudging him gently to sit on the edge of the bed so Renly can kneel down and pull his boots off him.]

They're wonderful. I miss you when you're away, always, but I'm safe here, and happy. Thanks to you.

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