For a second, all he can do is stare, like maybe he missed some vital social cue he was trying to sort out suddenly. Then, deciding it wasn't that and this was Mick being Mick about things, he blinks. Twice. And frowns. "You heard all of that, before, right? With the-- radars and the attention-catching?"
He rolls his lips together, debating the best, next words he wants to tumble out of his mouth. He's flying on some kind of high that is part-panic, part-elation, and all the mess of good-and-bad nerves makes it hard to focus, but he wants Mick to really hear him. "Mick, you... you're the only person on this entire fucking planet besides my sister that I give a shit about, okay? And-- you're important to me, and I don't know what kind of shape that is going to take, but I know that whatever it is, I wanna figure it out. With you."
This might be the first, and last, time they ever talk even at the edges of feelings. But if it quells whatever wild doubts are raging wars in the back of Mick's mind right now, Leonard's okay with that.
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Date: 2019-02-18 05:56 am (UTC)He rolls his lips together, debating the best, next words he wants to tumble out of his mouth. He's flying on some kind of high that is part-panic, part-elation, and all the mess of good-and-bad nerves makes it hard to focus, but he wants Mick to really hear him. "Mick, you... you're the only person on this entire fucking planet besides my sister that I give a shit about, okay? And-- you're important to me, and I don't know what kind of shape that is going to take, but I know that whatever it is, I wanna figure it out. With you."
This might be the first, and last, time they ever talk even at the edges of feelings. But if it quells whatever wild doubts are raging wars in the back of Mick's mind right now, Leonard's okay with that.