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[chillestrogue]

[He gives a little laugh that sounds like it got halfway stuck in his throat]

Is it that obvious?

Figure a few more weeks, maybe a month.

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick nods. ]
You wouldn't kiss me like that. Or be so worried about me being fine if it wasn't.

Does Summers know? Or Shiro?

[ He reaches up to let his fingers trail over Len's chin, not wanting to waste time now that it is confirmed. ]

[chillestrogue]

[He nods a little, in deference to Mick's knowing him so well]

About leaving, or about us?

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick chuckles. If they hadn't figured out about him and Len yet then they hadn't been paying attention. ]

About leaving.

But have you told them about us?

[chillestrogue]

Summers is expecting it, but I haven't given him a timeline just yet. I'm headed to his world for a while. Gonna show his enemies what it's like to try to pick on kids.

And Shiro...No. But she's doing okay. I've been keeping an eye on her and she's ready.

[hottestrogue]

Any chance I can convince you to stay in his world? I'll take care of Lisa and you'll have him there to keep you company.

[ But he knows what the answer is. Len's deadset on this being a martyr thing. ]

[chillestrogue]

I'll stay in his world. After I complete my timeline in ours.

Means you need to think of a new request when you graduate your inmate.

[hottestrogue]

[ Mick smiles slightly, shrugging. ]

Maybe I'll do something nice for Lisa.

[ He can't really think of anything he wants besides Len right now. ]

[chillestrogue]

I think she'd like that.

[He sighs, contented and yet not, feeling that pull in two different directions as he relaxes in Mick's hug]

Worst case, I can get Iris on the horn and ask for a pick-up at any point.

[hottestrogue]

You think she'd do that? I thought you and her were... well not the best of friends.

I'll make sure Lisa is taken care of.

[chillestrogue]

If we aren't, it's my fault and I need to go make it up to her. Maybe admit I'm a little emotionally constipated.

[Len knew that was going to be the case regardless, but even so, hearing Mick acknowledge that he'd look after his baby sister has him breathing out in relief]

She's going to hate you for a little while. Just let her alone until she comes back.

[hottestrogue]

For helping her or for letting you die?

[ He knows he'd hate himself for both. ]

Anything you want me to tell her?

[chillestrogue]

For not being me. She's grieving. She'll be okay, but she'll need some time. Don't take whatever she says personally.

Nah. I'll record a message or write her a letter or something.

[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]