brotherly love ~ rodolphus&rabastan
Rabastan bit the corner of his lip, unwilling to tell Rodophus about his infatuation with Sybill, since he could not deny that he loved his brother just as much as he loved her at the moment. “Uh, since yesterday. It tends to be quiet and free from filth at these hours, I’ve discovered,” he explained with a small shrug of his shoulders.Â
And then there it was. That word that was always the hugest elephant in the room with them. Us. Rabastan curled his fingers around the back post of Rod’s bed, unable to fight a bit of flush rising to his cheeks at the mention of how they used to be. They were close, closer than brothers should be, yet Rabastan did not regret one second of it, even now. His only regret was that their duties and Rod’s arranged engagement to Bella caused them to drift apart.Â
“…. I can’t say I protest,” Rabastan responded after a brief moment of silence, maintaining his even, dark stare as he leaned back against the post.Â
"Good." Rodolphus nodded curtly, trying to hide just how giddy those four words made him. He only managed to keep his steely expression for a few moments before breaking out into a grin and moving over towards his brother, slapping him on the shoulder as he beamed at him. "That settles it, then." His tone was a bit too excited as he spoke, but there was nothing he could do to help it. This entire situation was so surreal, Rabastan had agreed so easily, that it almost felt like a dream. And if it was, Rodolphus never wanted to wake up.
"We'll have to keep it a secret, of course." He went on, still standing before his brother, though his eyes were unfocused and far off. "Father will understand if he finds out, but we still have a reputation to uphold. And I'll still marry Bellatrix as is my duty, but you'll be the one in my bed at night." Rodolphus told the younger boy, as if he had no say in the matter at all, but that was just how things were between them. Rodolphus made the decisions and Rabastan followed them. Even now, with Rod so open about his feelings, he was still the one controlling this. That would never change and he had a feeling that neither of them wanted it to.
