Mick is on his feet at the accusation, anger warring with hurt as Leonard throws absolutely everything back in his face. "Do I?" He snaps back. No, he doesn't know that it's bullshit because all Leonard does is move from one job to the next, always forward. Plans to study, timing to memorize and a thousand things that were more important than his partner.
Partner. Like that word had any meaning anymore. They weren't partners. Mick was just too stupidly loyal to up and leave and he hated himself for it, for still loving him when all Snart seemed to love was the thrill of the next job.
"This isn't the way it's been, ain't the way it's always been no matter how much you wanna lie to yourself." Because Snart may pretend that those years, those moments never happened but they are seared into Mick's mind and into his heart. It's why he can't leave.
"No. You ain't that kid anymore," and just admitting that threatens to shatter what was left of his heart. "Used to be a time partner meant something." He jams a finger in his direction. "You". Stabbing his finger into his own chest."Me. More than just job after job. More than you staring at plans you already know by heart and pushing me off like I'm a fuckin annoyance!"
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Date: 2018-02-05 04:58 pm (UTC)Partner.
Like that word had any meaning anymore. They weren't partners. Mick was just too stupidly loyal to up and leave and he hated himself for it, for still loving him when all Snart seemed to love was the thrill of the next job.
"This isn't the way it's been, ain't the way it's always been no matter how much you wanna lie to yourself." Because Snart may pretend that those years, those moments never happened but they are seared into Mick's mind and into his heart.
It's why he can't leave.
"No. You ain't that kid anymore," and just admitting that threatens to shatter what was left of his heart. "Used to be a time partner meant something." He jams a finger in his direction. "You". Stabbing his finger into his own chest."Me. More than just job after job. More than you staring at plans you already know by heart and pushing me off like I'm a fuckin annoyance!"
Not now Mick.
Stop it.
Go to bed Mick.
He's not sure how much more of this he can take.