Private RP with @TinyZombieKat (Stalkers Are Welcome, but You May Be Very Very Confused)

Braith stared at them wondering what he stepped into. He'd never seen Neo like this. Had he crossed a line? Braith wasn't sure. He really needed to get his own shit together if he was being honest with himself. He was trying to pick a fight with a God. What was wrong with him? He was no king, hardly a consort and here he was getting all up in the face of someone that could squash him with one had. Shit. Shit. Shit

M turned to his brother with a snap. There was an explosion of a dark pink from his left hand, and the wine bottle in his right went flying away onto the floor with a clatter. It somehow didn’t crack.
M’s hair and clothing didn’t stand like Neo’s, but his hair seemed fuzzier and fluffier.
“Excuse me?” His voice was amplified with rage.

"Oh shit." Braith whispered, stooping to pick up the discarded wine bottle and darting behind the counter as if it would provide some protection.

Neo snapped his arms to his sides and stepped forward towards his twin. His foot sunk down into the ground, making a large footprint in the hard concrete.
“You heard me. Go.”
M’s arms snapped to his sides. The force of his magic slammed down into the ground, making a sound most like thunder. It hurt Braith’s ears.

Braith winced, not liking this a single bit. He had wanted the brothers to talk certainly not to do…well fight. But here they were, magic flying. Braith's flames seemed a thousand miles away right now and he felt naked without them.

M opened his mouth to protest, but Neo rose a hand. He waved it to the side, then back forward with force.
M gave a brief gasp and his pupils dilated before he got launched backward to the wall. It fell completely silent as M bumped up against the wall and fell to his knees with another gasp, but this time in pain.

Braith stared, there was no way he was going to get in between the two, but he couldn't let this go on. One of them was going to get hurt. Seriously hurt. This was his fault anyway wasn't it?
He ran forward, flames bursting to life around his entire form. He stepped in front of M but faced Neo. "Enough." he said softly

M glanced up at him, and both twins wore the same expression. Shock.
Neo set his hand down, his clothes sunk back to his body and his hair relaxed. “I-I… I didn’t mean to do that…”

Braith's flames persisted, but with a casual straitening of his coat, they went out. "I know…" He trailed off unsure of what to say. He honestly couldn't believe that what he had done had stopped Neo.

Neo’s gaze flitted to M, who was standing against the wall, his legs shaking under him. Neo’s hands tightened into fists and he looked back at Braith, who looked unsure.
I must be more careful with my emotions in the future.

Braith held still for a moment longer before turning slightly to help M up. He kept Neo in the corner of his eye, unsure if he would go nuclear again. He wasn't afraid, just weary.

M shook him off, sighing softly. “I’m fine,” He hissed through his teeth. Pain throbbed in his spine, wincing because of it.

"No." Braith murmured. "You're not. Please allow me to help. I do have some healing ability. Of all the tings to fight me on, this is not one of them." Braith leveled his gaze at the man, looking far older than he had moments ago.

M shook his head, his eyes still on the ground, as his teeth gritted and ungritted in his pain.
“I will fight you on it. I’m fine.”

At this point Braith had had enough. "You will not fight me on this. Sit in the damn chair and lean forward." Braith pointed aggressively to one of the kitchen chairs, eyes blazing.

M shook his head, leaning off the wall. “I will get help from someone else. Who is trained to help.” He exhaled softly as he tried to stand on his own. “Thank you anyway.”

Braith huffed and pulled away, knowing the stubborn man wouldn't appreciate being told twice to sit down and shut up. So he stepped back, gazing over at his beloved, who looked more than a litte devastated.

Noooo, I wanted a bitch fight….//

(Awwwwwwwwwwww fights are so fun to write with M tho)

M glanced over at the counter at the awaiting bottle of wine. His shaking legs told him there was no way in hell he was going anywhere without teleporting. What was the point of literally teleporting two feet????
Neo plopped down in his seat with a deep sigh, cupping his face in his hands.

Braith was unsure of what to do at this point. His flames burned just below his skin, ready to explode forth at any moment, but he feared he had caused enough tonight. Seeing M's look, Braith stepped forward, grasped the bottle of wine and yanked the cork out with his bare hand. He handed it to M as he passed. "You two need to work your shit out." he bit out.

M glanced at Braith when he passed, taking the bottle. He took a tiny sip with his shaking lips, his hands starting to shake. He needed to go. Soon.
Neo sighed deeply. “I know. We’re just used to… someone… being here.”
“Don’t talk about her,” M managed to choke out, his chest now aching painfully.

((Awww… M… weep))

(Thanks Lotus. Lmao.

Also I’m thinking about doing a solo RP on this Universe cus I like it so much.

steals Kat’s idea)

Braith didn't move a muscle, afraid to break the spell of whatever got them to start talking, but his curiosity was something he couldn't compete against. Gently, he flattened his hands against the counter, "Who?"

Neo shook his head. “It… we don’t like to talk about it.”
M busied himself with drinking gulps of the wine, staring intently at the wall. He seemed lost in his own thoughts and memories.

((I'm honestly surprised that no one else has stolen my idea….))

Braith arched a brow at his King, taking into account what he said but continuing on as if he hadn't spoken. "A past lover?"

There was silence in the room for about thirty seconds. Neo and M seemed to process the suggestion at the same time.
Neo burst out into laughter, slamming his large hands on the table as hysterical tears worked down his face.
M choked on his drink and hastily swallowed it, coughing and spluttering, grasping at his chest as he fought to gain hold of himself again.

Braith's mouth dropped open into a confused 'o'. "I'm glad you find me humorous." he sighed after a moment, rubbing a brow. He was getting emotional whiplash from these two.

Neo seemed to be the only one finding the suggestion funny. He calmed down a few seconds after Braith seemed to be so offended.
M, however, didn’t seem to find it funny, hence the choking. He leaned against the wall, still coughing lightly.
“No,” Neo finally breathed out, “they weren’t a lover.”