Robbie sat in his fluffy chair and stared at the ceiling. He still hadn't slept, and now his face was sore to top it off. There was no way that he could worry about dealing with the elf today. Plan or not, he was too tired to act like he liked Sportacus.
He wanted to cry when he heard a knock at the hatch. Robbie covered his face with his hands and muttered, "Go away."
"Robbie, are you okay?" Sportacus called, peeking down into the lair.
"I'm tired!" He yelled. Robbie sneered when Sportacus came down the chute into his lair. Then, Robbie noticed that the elf's crystal was blinking. "Don't you have someone to save?"
"This is blinking for you. What's wrong, are you hurt?" Sportacus questioned, getting a groan from the villain.
"I don't need help." Robbie stood up and walked over to Sportacus. "I just need some sleep." He pushed him back towards the chute. "Please just leave me alone so I can take a nap."
"Robbie, until my crystal stops, I'm staying here."
"I CAN'T SLEEP WITH YOU HERE." Sportacus flinched at his outburst but understood that Robbie was worn out. "I haven't slept for three days, and you think I'm going to go to sleep with an elf hovering over me?"
"I'm not leaving, Robbie." The fight was gone from Robbie. He let his shoulders slump with a sigh as he walked back to his chair. He flopped down and went back to looking at the ceiling. Sportacus sat down next to him, pressed together slightly from the close contact. "Lean forward." Robbie whined but did as he was told.
Sportacus put his hands on Robbie's shoulders and rubbed them. When he moved his hands off of Robbie's shoulder blades, the taller man bolted up. Sportacus furrowed his brow at the frightened look that Robbie gave him.
"What's wrong?" Robbie's look turned to one of annoyance.
"I thought you were going go for my neck."
"Robbie, I like you. Why would I hurt you?" Sportacus watched Robbie's lip and nose twitch as he averted his eyes. "And you like me. So, why wouldn't you trust me?"
"I don't trust anyone. Every time I do, I get hurt." Sportacus felt a bit of sadness for Robbie. He stood up and walked over to him.
"I'm not going to hurt you, I promise." Robbie didn't really look like he believed that, but he seemed a little less uneasy. "Let's try something else." Sportacus took his hand and led him back to to seat. He sat down first and then patted next to him to get Robbie to sit. The taller man rolled his eyes but did as instructed. When he sat, Sportacus wrapped his arms around him and pulled to where Robbie's head was on his shoulder.
"Why?"
"Sometimes, having someone there can help you sleep."
"If I fall asleep, it's because I'm exhausted."
"Okay, Robbie," Sportacus said. He rubbed circles over Robbie's back and felt him relaxing. Soon, his eyes were drifting shut. Robbie shifted closer before he started snoring. Sportacus smiled and kissed his forehead. His crystal stopped flashing. Now, he just had to slip away to let Robbie rest. When he went to move, he felt Robbie's fingers clutching his vest. The villain was still asleep, but had a death grip on the hero. So, Sportacus just relaxed. It wouldn't hurt to take a nap himself for once.