Anti OTP Sasha/Mad Sweeney

[wishandwait]

Sasha is down at the stables. It’s his favorite place. It’s quiet, only horse noises, and generally only horses, too, though people do come in now and then. It smells like apples, and hay, and clean straw, and horse, which is a smell Sasha likes, though he knows there are people not too fond of it

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[mad_leprechaun]

Sweeney's not exactly sure how he ends up in the stables, but his wandering feet do that to him sometimes. He spots the young man working on the step and grins. It seems almost a shame to interrupt him, but Sweeney does anyway.

"Hey there."

[wishandwait]

Sasha looks up from his work and smiles. "Hello," he says, "Thank you for looking out for me." He's pretty sure he hasn't said it yet - at least not as an adult.

[mad_leprechaun]

He looks away, a bit embarrassed. "It was nothing," he says, gruffly, "You did the same for me once."

[wishandwait]

"It is something," Sasha says earnestly - he's had this conversation with Pyetr before.