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[hottestrogue]

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[hottestrogue]

I won't blame her for hating me for that. She has every right to.

[chillestrogue]

She's got a right to her anger, but it's going to be misdirected on the wrong person. That's the part that's not fair.

[hottestrogue]

I can take it. I've had to deal with angry Snarts before. She can't be worse than you.

[chillestrogue]

I have never been angry in my life.

[hottestrogue]

[ That makes Mick laughs. ]

You've hated me with all your guts, Len. Remember the first time we broke up?

[ Mick had fucked up that time, gotten drunk and done a careless mistake that had landed him in jail for a few months. Len had been there when he got out though, everything past them. ]

[chillestrogue]

I remember being a tad annoyed when you didn't listen to my instructions.

[hottestrogue]

A tad annoyed? You didn't talk to me the whole time I was locked up

[chillestrogue]

[o.m.g.]

Because you didn't listen to me! Why should I have listened to you?

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick chuckles. ]

I have handled that for thirty years Len, I think I can handle your sister

[chillestrogue]

[ugh. ugh. He whaps Mick, childishly, on the arm]

We're not like housecats.

[hottestrogue]

Not entirely.

[ Mick chuckles again and leans in to kiss Len's shoulder. ]

Am I sleeping on the floor now?

[chillestrogue]

Only if you want to.

[He turns his head away, letting Mick have access to his shoulder and neckline]

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick doesn't need to be asked. Instead, he just leans in and presses a few kisses to Len's neck, down towards his collarbone. ]

Who wants to do that?

[chillestrogue]

[He stifles a bit of a whine when Mick begins to unravel him]

Door's still unlocked.

[hottestrogue]

You expecting someone?

[ Mick breathes against his neck. But he does pull back to stand. If Len wants the door locked he'll get the door locked. ]

[chillestrogue]

No. Just didn't want anyone walking in.

[He sits on the floor, staring up at Mick]

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick nods and then moves to come pick him up and manoeuvre him back to the bed. ]

It might be something they regret if they do.

[chillestrogue]

[Len, surprised by the sudden bridal carry, gives a snort of amusement but allows this]

Watch it, one of these days it'll be me carrying you around.

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick chuckles. ]

Really? You're going to need a trip to the gym before that, I weight double of what you do.

[chillestrogue]

[Playfully indignant]

You do not.

[hottestrogue]

Close enough. Maybe a few trips to the gym.

[ He places Len down on the bed. ]

Heck it might even surprise Summers.

[chillestrogue]

[In turn, once Len is sitting down on the bed, he wraps his legs around Mick, preventing him from leaving]

Surprise him how?

[hottestrogue]

Well, more muscles would look good on you.

[ He smiles and leans down to kiss him, settling into the grip the other has on him ]

[chillestrogue]

Then I wouldn't be able to squeeze into places I need to break into.

[He kisses back, fierce and possessive. Len seizes hold of Mick's shirt to pull him onto him, on the bed]

[hottestrogue]

You're not a spry little teenager anymore Len. We can get someone else on the team for that.

[ Mick let's Len pull him down on the bed but is careful not to land on him. ]