Drabble Summary: Fine; freaked-out, insecure, neurotic and emotional.

(Sorry, I couldn't resist adding my joint 'O'TP; I need Rogue/Gray friendship, don't judge?)

It wasn't a big deal, Rogue could believe that. He'd only seen Sting walking into a sex shop with Lyon Bastia, with a faint blush on both of their faces and walking extremely close together. Lyon had even bent down to whisper something in Sting's ear that caused the blonde to go even brighter.

But it was fine, he trusted Sting, with everything, and there were no doubts at all in their relationship; he could believe that. It was probably because they were bored and embarrassed at their way of dulling boredom, just a pervy dominant lover thing; he could believe that, they just got a little bored of talking while Rogue was hanging out with Gray.

He could believe that; he did.

Unfortunately his friend didn't think exactly the same as him.

"Damn that Bastardia!" Rogue noted that even with Gray being mad at Lyon, he still used one of the nicknames that they tried insulting one another with when their relationship was new.

"Really Gray, we should have a little more faith, I'm sure it's just a joke or something." Gray gave him a fantastic 'are you kidding me' look, and it was well deserved. Rogue's excuse was told in one of the meekest voices ever and if his heart hadn't been trying to tear out of his chest, he'd be mad at himself for being so out of character.

"You really mean that?" There was something almost pleading in his friend's voice underneath the anger and Rogue felt his stomach churn. He trusted Sting; didn't he?

He would've answered before Gray mumbled something about having to get back to work before running back to Magnolia. Watching the retreating ice wizard for a moment Rogue sighed out in defeat, he supposed he was still a bit fragile after the Dragon Invasion… Sting had been his anchor, so why did he get this bad feeling about him going into that shop with Lyon?

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After his afternoon had been ruined by the sight of Sting and Lyon together, Rogue had rushed back home; curled up in the bed he shared with Sting and tried calming himself, knowing that there were plenty of reasons that could describe what he'd seen.

He was a little too grief stricken to pay attention to them though, instead thinking of all the things Sting could have been going behind his back with. How long had he been hanging out with Lyon that way anyway?!

The door to their home opened and Rogue hurriedly sat up, hoping he looked okay so Sting wouldn't see how distraught he was. The fellow Dragon Slayer came into view holding a bag up high; look accompanied by a proud smirk. A darker part of the Shadow Dragon wondered if Lyon had liked whatever Sting had bought.

"Hey Rogue! Guess what I got you~"

'You sure it was for me you…' He had too much trouble cutting that thought off and it worried him. Sting caught on that something was off – dammit why was he the one good with relationships – and instantly dropped the bag, deciding that throwing his arms around Rogue and talking was much more important.

"Spill it, what's wrong?" He would have smiled at the concern if there wasn't so much tension in the air.

No point in beating around the bush though. "I saw you walking into that shop with Lyon earlier; blushing."

For everything that he was, Sting could actually catch on pretty quickly in situations like these, even with little practice. "So you, being totally jealous, thought that something was going on between us?"

Rogue whacked him on the shoulder for the joking tone… But it did take away some awkwardness.

"Yeah, that's it. Gray went home and probably started a brawl. He's pretty mad."

"Aww, you're so cute when you're worried about your friends!" He couldn't help the blush spreading across his cheeks when Sting started laughing.

"S-shut up! I'm not cute, and anyway this is serious. I wanna know why you went into that shop with Lyon."

His boyfriend… 'What do I even refer to him as like this?' … Fine, boyfriend, calmed down immediately and Rogue didn't want to be so pleased with that.

"A: Yes you are, unless you're being sexy, which is a lot so I don't see you being cute very often, let me have my moment. B: I was actually getting to that before you seemed all sad and mopey." He bent over to pick the bag up and Rogue was glad for his hair covering his eyes, his face was burning.

Standing in front of him now, Sting reached in and pulled something out; something that made the blush go away and a dark shadow cover Rogue's eyes.

"We were getting these for you and Gray, thought that they'd be good for you, but you see how they are, it's pretty weird, hence blushing – that's definitely more your thing anyway…"

"Rogue, Earthland to Rogue, you listening." Of course; Sting would return to being clueless to anything else except the sex related.

"Shadow Drive."

Yeah this one's weird, sorry, not overly pleased with this.