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Life as a Kingman was as exciting as Eggsy had imagine. Probably even more so. After Harry (the new Arthur) had been recovered alive from the church (shooting someone squarely between the eyes is actually harder than it looks), Eggsy and Roxy were both sent on multiple missions needed to keep the new power vacuum of the world from falling into the wrong hands.
But they both always returned to Harry’s hospital bed as soon as they got back, which allowed them hope as they watched the man so pivotal to both their recent lives (Roxy’s sponsor had been the Round Table’s current Ector, but he hardly ever contacted Roxy) make one of the fastest head-shot recoveries in the history of medicine. Merlin alluded to some ground-breaking science sweeping the world now that the elite were not holding advances back for personal gain, but Eggsy and Roxy didn’t pay much attention. They were just both glad to see their Arthur open his eyes and softly smile at them both before falling back into a healing, natural sleep.
Of course Roxy and Eggsy had sex. They had fallen out of a plane together, saved the world together, and were in danger on a semi-weekly basis together. Sex together seemed like one of healthiest ways to deal with that constant stress.
Though it took them both awhile to realize that they would also have sex right after visiting Harry.
The night Harry actually said intelligible words to them both, softly praising them for their accomplishments, they barely made it into the house that Roxy had been given before ripping the clothes off each other and fucking against the wall.
They laid in her bed naked, both staring at the ceiling. It was a comfortable silence, but they both knew they had to talk about the elephant between them.
“Roxy?” Eggsy asked, finally.
“Yeah?”
“Do you love me?”
Roxy turned onto her side, her arm propping up her head. Eggsy thought she looked like a goddess. She studied his face awhile before answering.
“Yeah, I do. You’re really important to me, Eggsy. But I’m not in love with you, if you know what I mean.”
“Yeah, I think I do. Me too.”
Roxy lay back on her back, and they both fell silent for a bit longer.
“Roxy?”
“Yeah?”
“Who are you in love with?”
She turned her head to look at him, unsure if she wanted to make it real by saying it out loud.
“The same person you are.”
He turned to her and held her as they finally fell asleep.
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Eggsy and Roxy had an unspoken agreement not to speak on the subject of Harry again until something could actually be done about it. Harry finally came home after several months of intensive, cutting-edge therapy and something about using lasers.
Harry’s new position as Arthur seemed to actually be helping to speed Harry’s recovery, as his genius for analysis was finally getting the workout it was due. This underutilized skill actually had all of the Kingsman working even more, as more potential trouble spots were identified and dealt with.
The only thing that was obviously different about Harry was the use of a cane. Both Roxy and Eggsy choked up when they saw him walk with it for the first time. No matter. Arthur was needed at HQ, not in the field.
But both of them knew that the situation needed to be resolved. Both of them felt in love with the same man. And they were certain he wasn't in love with either of them.