Anonymous: After they go to Rogers apartment, and get ready for bed, Robin winces as she tries to take her jacket. She tries to hide it from Alice, as she is pretty sure her side is bruised from being thrown on the ground earlier.
Anonymous: After 720 Alice had a breakdown and push away Robin and tell her she hurt the only two people she loves by touching them.(she feels guilty for hurting Margot like that) Robin assured her. (Can you go with that)
So I got the first Anon, wrote all this up, and then got the second Anon. And these are just quick shorts so I could have changed it to include more of Alice actually pushing Robin away but I have a lot of other asks still waiting for me, and I liked what I wrote and in the end I decided to post what I had. It still includes Alice's breakdown but rather than pushing Robin away, she goes to her for comfort.
Because Alice has had enough happen to her in life, she deserves to at least be able to go to her love for comfort lol.
As the door opened and the light switched on, Alice was surprised by how weak her knees felt when she stepped inside. She had been fine a few seconds ago but now, she had a great whiff of her fathers lingering cologne and a warmth that hit as hard as a punch to the gut. In fact she shook so badly that Robin immediately moved up behind her, sliding one arm around her waist while the other rested on her shoulder, gently guiding her past the living room into the small bedroom that had become her own not more than a few months back.
A few months? Had it really been so long? It felt like just days ago that they were cursed, separated from one another in a world where she was all alone, just drifting through life without purpose. That had been a horrible existence, but then it had gotten better somehow. It had been awful, but it had led her and her father to live together and then she had shared beautiful dates with Margot, aka Robin, and she had been almost happy. In fact, scratch that, she had been happy. She had an almost perfect life and now half that perfect life had been ripped away from her for the second time.
"Come on," Robin said, her voice a gentle whisper as she began to slowly guide Alice towards the bed.
Alice slowly looked around the room. The room was so empty, with only a few of her personal possessions scattered inside, and yet it was truly her home because it was the room she had under the same roof as her father. Despite everything, this cursed life she had been given really wasn't as terrible as it had been for everyone else. Even if it started out that way, it ended up better than her real life had.
"You want to talk about it?" Robin asked, watching Alice with a worried look on her face.
"No." Alice whispered. She walked over, kissing Robin gently and smiling sadly at her. "I just really want to go to bed and skip to tomorrow already."
"Then let's go to bed." Robin nodded firmly.
Alice turned away from her and began to strip off her clothes, throwing her coat and her jacket down onto the floor without care. When she was ready, she stumbled towards the bed and glanced up in time to see Robin wincing as he pulled off her top. Underneath the strap of her bra by her right shoulder blade was a frighteningly dark purple bruise.
"What is that?" Alice gasped, rushing over to her side.
"Oh, it's nothing." Robin said, wincing and turning away only for Alice to grab her arm and hold her still.
"Let me see," Alice said, reaching and tracing her fingers over the bruise, frowning.
The bruise extended over her shoulder blade and tucked slightly under her arm, trailing halfway down her spine and stopping short just on the back of her shoulder. There were a few scratches on her side like she had been dragged across a rough surface and Robin winced like even her gentlest touch caused her pain. It was then that Alice realised where the injury was from.
"Oh…" Alice gasped, taking a small step back.
"Alice, it's fine." Robin said, quickly, turning to face her. "It doesn't even hurt."
Alice ignored her. "I did that…" She whispered.
"No, it wasn't you." Robin said, clutching her face between her hands. "It was Gothel."
"It was me." Alice whimpered. "I hurt you."
"No! Alice! It wasn't you!" Robin grabbed her arms tightly; squeezing and making Alice listen to her. "It was Gothel! She did this! You would never hurt me, I know that."
Alice burst into harsh tears, not even hearing Robin's kind words when she was talking right at her. All she could see was her hand lashing out and throwing Robin backwards with a blast of magic and now the bruise, which was taking up almost half of her poor back. She had done that. She had done that to the one she loved. Alice had hurt her, and then she'd hurt her papa with their curse. Now her papa was gone and Robin was hurt and it was all her fault.
She barely realised what was happening when Robin had wrapped her in her arms and pulled her close, calling to her the whole time about how it wasn't her fault. She wanted to cling to her but was afraid of causing her more harm. So instead she curled her body against Robin's, sobbing into her neck and trying to make herself seem as small as possible, like that would undo the damage she caused.
At some point Robin had moved to guide Alice to the bed, climbing beneath the sheets and holding her close to her the whole time. She continued to reassure her even knowing it wasn't getting through and hoped Alice's heavy sobs were more from the shock of the day's events than actual self blame. She couldn't stand the idea of Alice suffering any more than she already head. After Alice had finally drifted to sleep house later, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, Robin gently brushed the hair from her face, making the decision right then to stay awake for her in case she had any nightmares at all during her slumber. Robin may not be able to kill Gothel or make her pay for everything she had done, for all the misery she had put her love through, but she could damn well protect Alice now that she was gone.
With that in mind, she pressed a gentle kiss to Alice's still weak cheek and sat up slightly, leaning back against the headboard. She could have a nap in the morning once she was sure Alice was alright.
Of course, a few hours later her eyes had given way and she was slumped back down on the bed, unconsciously reaching back over and cuddling Alice closely and shielding her from the world even in her sleep.
