[Milliways]: New York, New York

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wasn't entirely sure the ring would work as a way for him to get to Steve's world, but he was going to give it a shot. If it didn't work, he'd explain it to Steve the next time they were both in the bar, and they could figure something else out.

His guitar slung across his back, Orpheus turns the ring on his finger and opens the door, pleased to find himself in Steve's apartment when he steps through.

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[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his thumb, smiling. "Lovely..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yeah, honey?"

[golden_lyre]

"Have you...thought more about me living here?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

After a moment or two, Steve says quietly, "Yeah. I think about it a lot. I just don't know if I can keep you safe and that's always the thing that stops me. I mean, my identity is kind of a secret... but still, someone with the right know-how could still find me, and then find you... and then," he swallows and whispers, "then what would I do?"

[golden_lyre]

"Then you would find me," Orpheus says. "And you would bring me back. You can't lock me in a box to keep me safe, my love."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve looks at him for a long moment. "You keep telling me not to promise you that."

[golden_lyre]

"But you keep thinking it anyway."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nods. "I do."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses him softly. "At any rate, you would try. You would try until you had no strength to try."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve nods again and looks away, his eyes filling.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus brushes a thumb across his cheekbone. "And every day you are away from me here, I run the risk of losing you. Losing you and having no way of knowing where or how or what I can do to get you back."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"That's why I gave you that ring." He touches Orpheus's hand.

[golden_lyre]

"And if I come and go from here freely, how is that different than living here? Do you think people won't know? That they won't work it out just the same?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve wraps his arms and legs around Orpheus. "There. Locked up."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles faintly. "Will you keep me like this always?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yes," Steve says against his neck, sounding a bit like a toddler refusing to go to bed.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his hair. "Then I may as well live here..."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve inhales, then says, "Okay. Live with me."

[golden_lyre]

"While you keep me here, just like this?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I guess I'll have to let you up sometimes," Steve says grudgingly as he loosens his hold, "to eat and stuff."

[golden_lyre]

"And stuff," Orpheus agrees, kissing Steve's temple.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve looks into Orpheus's eyes, his hand in Orpheus's hair. "I mean it. Live with me. Come and go as you like, but try to be here sometimes when I come home? Because I would love to come home to you."

[golden_lyre]

"You won't be constantly worrying about me?" Orpheus asks, leaning his forehead against Steve's.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Of course I will," Steve whispers.

[golden_lyre]

"I don't want you worrying all the time, but I do want to be with you."