[he all but flops onto the sofa, face down and largely ignoring just how he looks. it's only once mick settles into the chair that he twists his head enough to look at the other man. answering that particular question though; he knows it's unavoidable in the long run. leonard took him in afterall, so he really does owe him a better explanation. it's something that, by default, extends to the others too.]
The others lied to me about something important. Leonard didn't. [granted, he hasn't asked whether leonard even knows who eobard thawne is, but he really doesn't have any reason to have told him in the first place.]
I can get out of your way in the morning, if you want though.
[Doesn't want to talk about it. Not surprising, it's gotta be an uncomfortable thing, and Mick's not bored enough to pry. Maybe later, when they're working together and it isn't so raw for the kid.
Mick shrugs and shakes his head, waving around to indicate the spacious, if Spartan, apartment. A lot better than places he's crashed in the past, and Barry doesn't exactly take up a lot of space.]
Not like space is at a premium. Besides, I hear you're gonna take a shift or two downstairs, make up for the inconvenience.
[a huff of laughter escapes him, before he forces himself to actually move. to get his pillow in place and lazily drag his blanket over himself. it's a hard task, but he gets there eventually.]
So he didn't mention the post-shift cuddling then?
[by comparison, working at the bar is the easier part of their deal. leonard may have made it clear that he didn't expect more as part of their deal, but he isn't that naive. expecting and wanting aren't all that far removed.]
I'm not sure you can call it a perk if you can't drink.
[and the cuddling? well, that's just a necessity. his incentive still matters, even with the revelation about eobard still a permanent fixture at the forefront of his mind. so if he manages to build a little on his quota on a regular basis, he certainly isn't going to complain.]
I made the deal with him, but... [a shrug] I guess this is your bar too.
[But a bartender that can't drink means a bartender that isn't gonna be depleting the stock, and they need at least one of those. Maybe this won't be the worst idea, assuming Barry can keep up with the, uh, unpolished nature of their clientele.]
Door's always open for that stuff. Up to you though. You skittered fast when Sara showed up, and I ain't expecting anything that isn't keeping the glasses full downstairs.
[it's something that actually comes as a surprise to him. the idea of it not being part of the deal on mick's side. it's that lack of expectations that makes it easier for him to consider it.
there's a sleepy smile on his face, an arm wrapping around his pillow so he can get a better look at the other man.]
You know, I only got out of there cause I didn't want to hear them.
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The others lied to me about something important. Leonard didn't. [granted, he hasn't asked whether leonard even knows who eobard thawne is, but he really doesn't have any reason to have told him in the first place.]
I can get out of your way in the morning, if you want though.
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Mick shrugs and shakes his head, waving around to indicate the spacious, if Spartan, apartment. A lot better than places he's crashed in the past, and Barry doesn't exactly take up a lot of space.]
Not like space is at a premium. Besides, I hear you're gonna take a shift or two downstairs, make up for the inconvenience.
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So he didn't mention the post-shift cuddling then?
[by comparison, working at the bar is the easier part of their deal. leonard may have made it clear that he didn't expect more as part of their deal, but he isn't that naive. expecting and wanting aren't all that far removed.]
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That's one of the perks of the job. Free drinks and post-shift cuddling.
[If the booty shorts haven't come up in conversation yet, he isn't touching that.]
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[and the cuddling? well, that's just a necessity. his incentive still matters, even with the revelation about eobard still a permanent fixture at the forefront of his mind. so if he manages to build a little on his quota on a regular basis, he certainly isn't going to complain.]
I made the deal with him, but... [a shrug] I guess this is your bar too.
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[But a bartender that can't drink means a bartender that isn't gonna be depleting the stock, and they need at least one of those. Maybe this won't be the worst idea, assuming Barry can keep up with the, uh, unpolished nature of their clientele.]
Door's always open for that stuff. Up to you though. You skittered fast when Sara showed up, and I ain't expecting anything that isn't keeping the glasses full downstairs.
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[it's something that actually comes as a surprise to him. the idea of it not being part of the deal on mick's side. it's that lack of expectations that makes it easier for him to consider it.
there's a sleepy smile on his face, an arm wrapping around his pillow so he can get a better look at the other man.]
You know, I only got out of there cause I didn't want to hear them.