#theleftbehindrobin

Stepping into his home for the first time in months, Ned felt a rush of emotions wash over him. Guilt, content, remorse, peace. It was astounding how much they all contrasted each other. He felt terrible for being away for so long, but it was necessary. Content, because no matter how guilty he felt, being home meant being safe. The familiarity of the house softened the blow of the disgust he felt with himself. It had taken him weeks and weeks of debate inside his own head, reason battling with longing again and again until finally longing won out, convincing him that Tim could handle whatever was thrown at them.

He just hoped Tim would forgive him for disappearing for so long...

Making his way further into the house, Ned noticed how nothing has changed while he'd been gone. Picture frames were all still in place, nothing had been moved or rearranged to show that he'd never lived there in the first place. That was a good sign; it gave him hope. 

Knowing that no one was home at the moment, Ned was slightly relaxed as he went into the kitchen and poured himself a drink, leaning against the counter and taking a sip. Being lost in thought had distracted him from the sound of a car pulling into the driveway, but hearing a key turn in the lock of the front door was no trouble at all. It nearly made him drop his glass. 

First of all, I'm terribly, terribly sorry that I've been away for so long. You have no idea how heart wrenching it was for me to realize actually how long I've been putting off coming back to Ned. I've missed all of you so much and I owe you a huge apology and an explanation.

Basically what happened is that I've been going through a really rough patch in my life at the moment. I lost interest in all of the things I enjoyed doing like reading, writing, and obviously roleplaying. For a long while, Tumblr itself stopped being fun for me. I really just couldn't bring myself to do anything. So I just stopped. And it stayed that way for a while until I finally got some help and picked myself up again. I don't really want to go into detail about it.

I'm working on trying to do the things that I love but it's still kind of hard. That's why I'd like to gradually come back to RPing because I do love it so much and I miss it so much. I just lost my muse for while I guess. Ned just disappeared from my mind for a while. But now he's coming back and I'd love to get back into the rhythm of this. So if you guys will have me back, I'd really appreciate it :3

"I think we ought to start using that babysitter some time.." he winked to the other again, moving closer.

Ned had been sitting in the living room sketching when the phone rang. It had been a really lazy day, just lounging around the house while Tim was in his office all afternoon. He'd tried a few times to join his husband up there to keep him company, but had felt like he'd been distracting him, so he just ended up wandering around the house in his sweatpants all day. Answering the phone quickly when it rang so Tim wouldn't have to, Ned gives a cheerful greeting to whoever was on the other end, only to have the smile slide instantly from his lips at the news he was given. The plate carried in the hand not holding the phone crashed to the floor as he hung up and ran upstairs to his husbands office. 

”…Timmy?”