Shit. Mick's known for a long time now that his gaze has lingered a bit too long on women as much as men. Something his bastard of an old man tried to beat out of him the one time he caught him with another boy behind the old barn. He did his level damn best to keep those wants hidden not out of shame, but because anyone who harassed him about after the fire tended to provoke one of his rages.
He likes Snart. He's never had a friend before and Mick doesn't want him to turn out like the others, calling him all those derogatory names.
But he likes him more than he should. He shouldn't be getting so attached. Snart will get out. He'll go back to his little sister and his grandfather and he won't look back.
"Stop talking." A grated order that doesn't carry nearly as much heat as he wants it to.
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Date: 2018-03-21 02:09 pm (UTC)Mick's known for a long time now that his gaze has lingered a bit too long on women as much as men. Something his bastard of an old man tried to beat out of him the one time he caught him with another boy behind the old barn. He did his level damn best to keep those wants hidden not out of shame, but because anyone who harassed him about after the fire tended to provoke one of his rages.
He likes Snart.
He's never had a friend before and Mick doesn't want him to turn out like the others, calling him all those derogatory names.
But he likes him more than he should. He shouldn't be getting so attached. Snart will get out. He'll go back to his little sister and his grandfather and he won't look back.
"Stop talking." A grated order that doesn't carry nearly as much heat as he wants it to.