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[pyrogue]

If you're looking for Mick Rory, you're getting warmer.

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[catchacold]

Check out Shade's last post.

[There, isn't he helpful.

Also, excuse you, he hasn't stolen that lighter. He has acquired it, admittedly with stolen money, but still. Come on, he has class.]

You like it?

[pyrogue]

[ What? Oh.

Oh.

It takes him a bit to find what Len's talking about but when he does he has to sit a while and watch a match flicker before he responds. ]

It's better than Icyhot, that's for sure.

[ There's another pause. ]

It's nice. Thank you.

[catchacold]

Come on, firebug.

Be more formal, before somebody thinks you're comfortable talking to me.

[pyrogue]

Are the snowflakes on it an invitation to call you one? We're doing the cute nickname thing again?

[catchacold]

You started it. But you'd have to play your cards a lot better to get away with calling me whatever you want.

[Unless he was a fan of a cold look.]

[pyrogue]

Don't remind me. But you're allowed to call me anything?

[ If there are weird pauses between his texts, it's because he's simultaneously texting both Piper and Trickster, because Mick makes poor life choices. ]

I'm going to insult you by asking where you got this.

[catchacold]

Seems like I get away with it. You just blush.

[There aren't a lot of pauses here, but then, Len's not currently discussing Mick with anyone. Yet.

Sara might have to brace herself.]

You think that'd insult me? You must have a really high opinion of me.

I commissioned it.

[pyrogue]

Trust me, if I really hated it I'd get you to stop. Maybe I should start.

Just for me?

[catchacold]

My point, Mick. You don't really hate it.

Of course just for you.

[As opposed to, what? Starting a snowflake lighter design line? Giving one to every other pyro he knows?]

[pyrogue]

Christmas isn't until December, you know.

[catchacold]

You don't say.

I wanted you to have it. You'll have to write Santa a letter for your Christmas wishes.

[pyrogue]

I'm just... overwhelmed. Sorry.

[catchacold]

[This is both adorable and as far from how his Mick would react as possible.

Just perfectly suited to ensure Len is the one pausing before replying this time, because he doesn't know how he feels and he'd rather not feel at all.]

Relax. I'm not expecting you to put out.

[pyrogue]

[ It's really good that Len can't see his face over text messages. ]

Hardy har har.

Wasn't expecting anything like this, that's all.

[catchacold]

You're never expecting anything I do, so that'd be hard to live up to.

[pyrogue]

...Yeah, fair.

[catchacold]

Don't think it is.

[pyrogue]

What do you want me to say?

[catchacold]

Nothing.

Forget it. I just wanted you to have it and now you do. That's it.

Don't read into it or freak out.