Kissed a girl and exploded~

[catchacold]

WHO: Mick Rory & Leonard Snart
WHERE: Mick's room, Heropa 20
WHEN: Following this post.
WHAT: Leonard attempts to communicate.
WARNINGS: He can't communicate well.

It's not too surprising that when Mick comes into the room, Leonard is sitting on the ground, leaning against the bed, his knees pulled up and his head leaned back and turned to the side. What's a bit more surprising is that he's basically making faces at Mick's dog, who repays him by butting his head against Leonard's. Good dog, really.

When he heard Mick enter he looks up lifting a hand lightly to wave. "Hey."

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[pyrogue]

Mick's wearing a sweater on top of his yoga uniform, having just gotten off work. He raises his eyebrows at Len being in his room but he's not really shocked. But something seems off. At least Matches seems happy.

"Hey, what's up?"

[catchacold]

Looks a lot better without the sweater, but Leonard's sitting there with a long-sleeved shirt under a jacket and he doesn't really have room to complain about layering. Still Mick and his eyes settle on his face over his body anyway, wondering how to answer the question.

What was up, really? There's a woman on the network who means so much to him and who he means nothing to and that realisation had made breathing difficult for a while, but given she doesn't know, is that really something? Not really, but that's what's upsetting in itself. So he finally lifts one shoulder in a half-shrug.

"That blonde on the network. I know her."

[pyrogue]

Mick sits down on his own floor, because this sounds like A Talk. Difficult to know what kind of talk it is, but something is up. Mick's not exactly great at this type of thing, but then again, who is?

On the network, blonde. Mick tries to think for a moment, but there is that one who namedropped Star City. "The one asking about pizza places?"

[catchacold]

"Yeah. Not sure why that's her focus." He's also not sure why she's hanging off trees or why she was in a bathtub last time she was here, but he makes it a rule not to judge Sara Lance. She can do what she wants, as far as he's concerned. "She was on the mission I was on back home. Last person I talked to, actually." Not quite his last words, those had been to the Time Masters, but the last friendly face. "She's from before. We'd only met once at that time. Don't think she recalls me."

[pyrogue]

Oh man that's right, didn't she mention she was about to start time travelling or something?

"Before you..."

Exploded. This conversation is sobering on many levels, not least that it reminds him, again, that Len's dead. And for once this feels like a gut punch. He hadn't thought about it for a while. And they've been a Thing for a while now, and the idea of losing him -- getting ported out would be bad enough, but if he got ported out now knowing that he'd be leaving to die? It hit him all of a sudden.

Len. This is about Len and this woman.

"Sounds like her not remembering your mission is bothering you."

[catchacold]

Without a word, Leonard just nods. Still silent, he moves a hand to Mick's shoulder, keeping a hold of it as he leans forward, leaning their foreheads against each other. He's not good with emotions and even though in some ways it is easier with this Mick than it would have been with his own, that still means it's easier to not say anything sometimes.

Finally he pulls back, although he keeps his hand on Mick's shoulder, giving a slight nod. "We got close. Ain't a lot of people I'd say that about, period."

[pyrogue]

Mick keeps the moment, treasuring the intimacy even if the situation is difficult. He doesn't press it.

Though at his comment, Mick lets out a little breath from his nose, not quite harsh enough to be a snort. "You're not exactly the Mr. Chattypants, no."

To most, Len came across as cold. Restrained. Closed off. Sometimes even to Mick, still, but the difference is he knows that's not really true. Len definitely has feelings, he just doesn't like to let them show. If he says they got close, that means they really did get close.

[catchacold]

"Yeah." Once more he's back to silence, but at least he's communicated why he's silent, which is worth quite a lot. There are so many stumbling stones in building on his relationship with Mick, because in spite of all familiarity, they don't know each other as well as they - in Leonard's eyes - should. He can't presume to be understood without a word, but he can make sure that Mick keeps up.

"I've been thinking about moving." Maybe out of nowhere, but with Sara's presence it has driven home how much he doesn't belong and there's not a lot of upsides for him to live in a noisy place with seven hundred animals and only one roommate he truly cares for, one he gets along with somewhat and one that disapproves of him and his relationship with Mick. Besides, he has irons in the fire, he can afford a place by himself. "I reckon you'd not wanna come with, so I'll see about staying in Heropa. Even if it's way too hot."

[pyrogue]

Mick definitely feels it's out of nowhere, and is surprised. "You wanna move out?"

It had somehow never really occurred to him -- it's not that the Rogues always lived together even when they were a team, but it's different here. Here they're in a strange world, as seemingly benevolent (despite the Cold War) as it is, and it just seemed... natural to want to stick together. That's why James moved in so quickly.

But Len wasn't really one of them. He's not Captain Cold. And this relationship wouldn't work if he was. He's not really one of them, not the same way. But the point is to talk about it right? Mick isn't sure what he wants. He knows it's not a breakup, if him coming with is an option, that much is for sure.

He wonders too if he would have stayed if Lisa was still here. Mick's been afraid to bring that up, and isn't going to start now.

"You want your own space."

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"Yeah. Ain't really that used to the roommate thing. I mean, I've lived with-- y'know. And with Lisa." Always awkward to think about how to refer to him. Other Mick? His Mick doesn't seem right any more, now that he wants this Mick to be his Mick too. "I don't wanna see you less."

Which is what's making this awkward, especially since the relation from Sara's arrival to his moving out is probably only obvious in his mind. Sara was on his team. Not this one, but she will be. But James and Piper? Hardly. "I ain't registered, so I'm only allowed to live here cause you haven't kicked me out yet anyway. Not really my style."

[pyrogue]

"Right. ...Right."

The Other Mick. Mick doesn't really want to address that either, and latches onto the 'don't wanna see you less' as an anchor to his emotions. This isn't about the past, this is about the now.

He does snort a little. "I wouldn't kick you out. And they wouldn't either, if they like their stuff safe and unburnt. But where're you gonna live if you're not registered? They're not gonna give you a place."

[catchacold]

"Hey, I know you wouldn't. Just don't feel like living on someone else's goodwill. Even if it's yours and you'd defend it with fire." Because of course he would. Leonard smiles, unable to help it, leaning forward to press his lips against Mick's jaw and simply staying close for a few moments. He knows he should reassure him, but he's not the best at that, at least with words. Gestures he can do.

"I thought about doing this weird thing some people do and actually paying for a place. I got money, when I want it."