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Everything Isn't Shit AU

[Loras is back in Highgarden for the first time in....well, a while. It's been a week since his Dragonstone raid and he's still a bit bruised. Broken ribs are no joke. But other than that, he escaped without any incident and now Dragonstone is in Tyrell hands. Funny, because Cersei Lannister is under the impression that it's in her hands. She doesn't know that all her people were sent back to King's Landing and all the ones left behind to hold the castle? Tyrell men. Loras loved every minute of that raiding and it's silent "Fuck you" to the Queen Bitch, even though he probably would've preferred a loud "fuck you". Willas was right, though. Now was not the time for that.

In any case, he's just arrived in Highgarden. He was given some leave after Dragonstone as a gesture of appreciation from King Tommen. It's good because he needs to talk to Willas. Mostly because he is 100% sure a certain someone is in an absolute state of panic right now. They hadn't exactly told him the plan but chances are good he's heard. Willas can deal with that. Loras steps into Willas' solar the minute he's back in the castle, taking every roundabout uncommon path he can think of, hoping to find his older brother inside]

Willas?

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[Unfortunately for Loras, it is not Willas who awaits him in the solar. Renly is dressed in Highgarden colors, a rose patterned doublet in green and gold, looking every bit as put together as he used to before he was nearly murdered, and he has that tight-lipped, irritated look that says he has indeed found out about the plan.

He knows what the Tyrells are trying to do, they're maneuvering to make a move eventually on Cersei, and Renly does appreciate that, of course, but... Taking Dragonstone? He could have died, and then what would Renly do?

That fear had seized his chest when word had come that the battle was over and Loras was returning, because even though he was coming back alive, what if he hadn't? What if that letter had said something else?]

Willas is out, I'm afraid.

[He just needs to look at Renly to know he's probably in trouble. Willas how could you do this to him. He decides to smile and pretend that he isn't probably about to be scolded like a small child as he closes the door behind him]

Hello, love. I wasn't expecting you to be in here. How are you feeling? [Plz no be mad kay?]

[Definitely in trouble. Renly stands up, still tall and a little bit imposing despite how he has lost a little weight and definitely some muscle mass since his injury (he can't exactly go out and train, or get much exercise, when he gets tired easily and everything hurts sometimes).

The answer to that question is a bit complicated, he's doing better, of course, even managing some days without a cane to lean on, but his mind is obviously on Loras, from the way his eyes cast over him, searching for obvious injuries.]

A sight better than you, I should say. What were you thinking, Loras? And you didn't even tell me!

I was thinking that losing Dragonstone would be a nice blow to whatever hope Stannis has left. [Meaning he regrets nothing and he is not sorry] And I was thinking that putting it into Tyrell hands would be a nice blow to the Lannisters' goals.

If it's any consolation, Willas wanted to tell you but I told him not to. [Is he in more or less trouble now?] I knew you would overreact. I'm fine. [If you call several broken ribs and a puncture wound "fine"]

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Well, yes both of those things are excellent, but- [He can't really argue wanting to slight Cersei or Stannis, fucking them over like this is going to do wonders for garnering more Tyrell power, but still.]

Willas has some sense in his head! I am not overreacting to you- fighting on the front lines to take Dragonstone! How badly are you hurt?

I'm not hurt. [He's also not moving from his spot right in front of the door, away from Renly] I do not get hurt, especially not by the sad lot Stannis left behind to defend his castle. You're overreacting, just as I knew you would.

Then you weren't injured at all? [And his face right now says 'you better not lie to me'.] A sad lot they may be but you did not need to be out in front to lead the charge!

I worried myself sick over you when I found out.

No. [He is 100% lying. Please don't touch his side at all for any reason. He probably realizes that lying will just make this all worse but....well, he's dumb.] Of course I did, don't be ridiculous. Who else would have done it?

I'm sorry, love. It had to be done. And everything's fine now. No one died. Well, no one who matters. [Because quite a few people died but they mostly belonged to Stannis or the Lannisters. No loss]

I am sure, then, that you would be glad to show me that you are uninjured. [What did you really think was gonna happen here, Loras? Either he was going to be angry and fuss and dote or he was gonna suggest having sex because he's missed you. Either way you lose.] Literally anyone else that I do not care about and worry for impotently.

[It is done, though. And Loras is alive - maybe not unhurt, but alive. His voice drops to a low murmur.] At least you came back to me.

[HAHAHAHA fuck. What was he expecting, really? He doesn't know. Especially since he can't really reject the idea because when has he ever rejected the idea? That'll just make it absolutely undeniable that something is wrong] Of course. Though perhaps not in Willas' solar. I doubt he would appreciate that.

[He steps closer, closing the distance between them finally, and gently takes hold of Renly's hands] I will always come back to you. You should know this. [Stalling!]

[You didn't think this through, Loras. Like at all. Renly doesn't look terribly convinced at his answer.] Of course, then let us return to your chambers.

[Since. Renly sleeps there more often than not anyway. But his entire demeanor softens a little when Loras's hands curl around his, warm and solid and there, and he can feel his skin.] You cannot promise that, we have both seen how fleeting life can be. [The ugly scar below Renly's throat is a constant reminder.]

[On the one hand, he doesn't really want to go back to his chambers. Not because he doesn't want to have sex. That's not even close to the problem. He just doesn't want to be in trouble. Maybe he can distract Renly? Probably not. On the other hand, he doesn't want to stand here and have this conversation. It's not a nice one. Rock and a hard place! He loves being here!!!!!!!

He gives Renly a soft smile, leaning forward to press a kiss to his cheek]

Let's not think about that. Back to my chambers? [Renly's gonna be mad but there's no avoiding it]

[Renly may or may not be distractable right now, it really just depends on what he finds that Loras was trying to hide. Because honestly if he had it his way things would be fine and they'd have sex, because he's missed him terribly. The kiss to his cheek makes him smile a little, and he presses his forehead briefly against Loras's.]

Alright. Poor Willas would like his solar back, I imagine.

He puts up with quite enough from us. [He leads Renly out of the solar and up to his chambers. Might as well accept his fate. Maybe the bruising isn't as bad as he thinks it is? Or maybe Renly will be willing to forget about that for a while? Probably not.

Loras closes his bedroom door behind them once they arrive, stretching up to press a light kiss to Renly's lips]

I've missed you.

From you, I daresay Willas and I have a fine time while you are out gallivanting. [He's teasing. Partly. They do have a fine time slowly manipulating the Seven Kingdoms though. He lets himself be led back to Loras's rooms, and when the door is closed behind them, he leans into the kiss, bending like a flower seeking the sun.]

I missed you as well. I always miss you when you're gone.

That's rude. I'm a wonderful brother. [He's a stressful brother, as Garlan lovingly puts it]

Perhaps soon I won't have to be away from you any longer. [Once they fully take over Westeros and put Renly on the throne where he belongs. Loras can't wait for that. Both because then all this planning and scheming will be over and because Margaery will be away from the Lannisters. Once Renly is King, they'll make Margaery his wife again. That's been the plan all along] We can be together every day and no one will even think to question it. [He kisses Renly again, gingerly leaning into him. Hopefully the kissing is sufficiently distracting and Renly won't notice him trying not to move too much]

[He can only hope that day comes sooner rather than later. He's pretty disillusioned with the thought of being King after he was nearly assassinated, but as always, he'll do it for Loras, for Margaery. Once peace is brought to the Seven Kingdoms, then he can live out in the open again, not hidden away in Highgarden. The people will love them, will think Renly a valiant hero. It sounds like a dream.] I hope so. Every moment we are apart is torment. [He leans in for another kiss.]

I feel so helpless here, worrying for you, knowing that you are out fighting and I am stuck here.

I don't particularly enjoy it either. [Sometimes he longs for the days when he and Renly could do whatever they pleased at Storm's End whenever they pleased. Things have gotten infinitely more complicated since then]

But I'm here now and I don't plan to go anywhere for quite some time. Let's just enjoy that for now, shall we? [Casually getting Renly's pants open and sliding a hand inside because Operation Be Very Distracting is a go. He doesn't want to be in trouble]

[Of course things were easier, they were just boys then, not men grown. They were only boys and their biggest worry was Ser Courtnay finding them necking in an alcove somewhere.

He groans low in his throat when Renly gets a hand into his breeches, responding immediately to the familiar touch, his eyes closing for a moment. He might get winded easily and sometimes need a stick to lean on when he has to walk, but that part of him works just fine.] L-Loras, wait- I want to feel your skin against mine-

[Which happened a few times. After a while, Ser Courtnay just kind of got used to it.

Loras kind of feels like Renly is onto him, thus the request for the clothes to come off. He doesn't really want to do that. Well, he does, but he's pretty sure that'd ruin the entire mood. He swipes his thumb over the tip of his lover's cock, giving it a few firm strokes afterwards]

Oh? Do you want me to stop, then?

[It's not like he could say anything and risk Renly's - or Robert's - reputations anyway, though he wouldn't want to. He practically raised Renly, was the closest (sad) thing to a father he had.

Loras is making it hard to think, let alone angle to see him without his clothes on, and he groans softly, leaning forward against Loras a little bit.] N-no, but it's been so long, I want you properly.

[Loras finds that he can't really argue with that. He's always been bad at denying Renly things. And he has to admit, it has been a while. He sighs, retracting his hand to rest it on Renly's hip instead]

Fine. But you have to promise not to get angry. [There's no point in trying to continue to deny it]

[And oh, doesn't Renly know it? At this point he's maybe willing to overlook some injuries as long as they aren't too serious (it's not like he's going to be able to see how bad he's banged up his ribs) in order to have sex with his lover again. He HAS missed him.

He leans in and presses his lips softly to the little crease in his brow.] I promise.

[He's not entirely sure he believes Renly but at this point the discussion about exactly what took place on Dragonstone is inevitable. Personally, he isn't bothered about any of it. He's a knight. It all comes with the territory. Renly, however, has always seen things differently. Loras will just have to hope for the best. At any rate he at least knows Renly can't stay mad at him forever.

He decides to stall for a little bit longer and stretches up for another kiss, fingers moving to start removing Renly's doublet. When that's done he steps away from his lover a small bit and reaches up for the laces of his own doublet, starting to undo them. The garment falls to the floor when all of them are undone, revealing the angry looking bruise that is his entire left side. On the right, just below his ribs, is a bandage covering a puncture wound from a crossbow bolt. He got lucky in that it missed everything vital]

Before you say anything, it isn't as bad as it looks.

[Renly makes a soft sound of pleasure against his mouth, leaning down to meet the shorter man halfway, his hands roaming as Loras tries to remove his doublet and shirt. When he's bared from the waist up, his hands slide up, "help" Loras unlacing his doublet, but he pauses, brow creasing, when the fabric falls away from bruised, purpling skin and bandages.]

How is it not as bad as it looks? Seven hells, were you shot with a crossbow?

Because nothing important was damaged. I'll heal. [It kinda hurts, honestly, but he can deal with it] Yes. [No point lying about that part]

I'm fine, Renly. I'm alive and in one piece. That should be all that matters.

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