{I might be lost, but I'm not a lost cause

[myheadisaprison]

PSL with bringstheheat
Pre-canon things, teen things, etc...

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[mypriority]

"Shut up," he mumbles, smirking slightly at the not quite admonishment. He leans into the touch, almost like he craves it. It's a wild thing, really, to think he even could crave it; it'd taken Mick three years to make him realize he could handle it at all, and Leonard is pretty sure he'd rarely, if ever, tolerate it from anyone else.

That smirk just widens at his next words. "It will be pretty funny," he teases. "We can take Lis for ice cream after."

[bringstheheat]

A chuckle as he nudges him. Three years of figuring out each other's quirks, three years of being able to trust one another enough that they can have something like this. "Asshole," but the mutter is just as affectionate as he brushes his lips across his forehead.

"Ice cream, hot dogs, the works. Stuff the two of you with junk food the entire weekend."

[mypriority]

"Obviously." He agrees with the term, still amused. He really wishes they could be like this forever. One day, he thinks, one day he'll be able to take Lisa away from that hellhole and things will get easier. That mythical day in the future is what gets him through most days.

"Sounds like a plan to me."