{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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[bringstheheat]

Mick will argue forever and a day that he is nothing even near the realm of cute, thank you very much. But it's enough to see his partner happy with the gifts that he's been lusting after, even if the bastard is forcing him to confirm things that he'd much rather not.

"Yeah Lenny," he confirms when it's more than clear that the idea of a Valentine's gift isn't an unwelcome thing. "Yeah it is. Even got something for you to take home to Lise." Because they were his family. All he had now.

He doesn't expect anything in return, doesn't even want anything in return. It's all about seeing the way Leonard's face lit up at the sight of the jacket and the new lockpicks. Making someone else happy.
God he's so fucked on him it's ridiculous.

"I made dinner too."
Including brownies, which were Lenny's favorites. Not that he was going overboard or anything. No, don't be ridiculous.

[notjustalostcause]

If it was literally anyone else, it would be completely unwanted and the idea would be unnerving but it's Mick, and that alone makes a world of difference. He's the only person that has ever captured Leonard's attention this way, and has managed to evoke an entire plethora of feelings in him which, frankly, Leonard spent his early teens assuming there was something wrong with him for not having. Apparently, he just has a type and that type is Mick Rory.

As it is, that confirmation just seems to make the fluttering critters in his stomach throw a goddamn rave. He feels the smile break across his face at breakneck speed, "She'll love it." He doesn't let the stray thought that he'd have to hide it from Lewis when he got home break the smile or the good feeling of the moment.

And then he said he made dinner and it's got Leonard's attention because he hasn't really eaten today. "Yeah? What'd you make?" Not that it really matters, he eats almost everything Mick cooks.

[bringstheheat]

And damnit if it doesn't make Mick relax a little more when he sees that familiar smile, a smile free and uncomplicated. One that is so very much Lenny without all his walls and his concerns and Mick would damn near sell his soul to see it more often.

"Thought I'd make up a mess of stuff. You know, so you can take some home."
Let it never be said that Leonard was the only one who thought ahead in their partnership. Chicken and dumplings simmered away on the stove and a fresh meatloaf was just coming out of the oven, complete with potatoes. His Ma's old recipes. The one part of his past he could share with the family he'd all but adopted.

[notjustalostcause]

Mick is probably the only person that ever gets that kind of smile. Leonard never feels quite as free to be himself as he does when he's around Mick.

"Sounds good to me." And like a couple days worth of decent meals for him and Lise.

[bringstheheat]

That smile is easily one of Mick's favorite things, second only to watching him sleep, all the stress and worry lines smoothed out as he breathes evenly. Relaxed and at peace. A smirk tossed over his shoulder. "Go get a plate then, I ain't serving you."