Actively trying to kill us? Yes. Very nice if not for that.
[ Flynn doesn't mean to be quite so dry about it but he really hasn't forgiven Thirteen for the multiple successful attempts on their lives, or for bringing Yuri back at the precise moment she did. He hesitates, and then offers an arm to Yuri, because it's too cold to have their hands out. ]
It almost starts to seem like the kind of nice designed to keep people from noticing things.
He's getting into conspiracies now. [ Yuri laughs, and for once he takes Flynn's arm, because he wants to be close and Flynn is doing all of this for him, and he loves him. He stays close to Flynn's side ]
Might be something to it. Seems like she wants to torment us every few months, and everything else is pretty okay. Except, I guess there was that time I was kidnapped three times in a row...
[ Flynn snorts, his breath coming up in a short, sharp puff. ]
How do you forget about getting repeatedly kidnapped? It's burned into my mind, what those things did to you! I don't know why they were so intent on getting your clothes off—or, well.
[ His cheeks flood with color, which Flynn is going to blame on the cold. ]
[ Yuri shoots him a look. He hadn't quite put together the pieces, that Flynn saw him like that, body nearly bare. Oh, that flush is cute, and fun... ]
They wanted you to have a show. Show you what you were missing.
[ The confidence to tease Flynn about his attraction to Yuri is new, and Yuri gets giddy with it, pressing in closer. ]
[ Flynn is startled into laughter. It spills out of him with his breath, misting in the chilly air as he sends an elbow into Yuri's ribs and pulls him closer in the same movement, unbalancing them both for a second. ]
I don't know how I feel about the idea that Thirteen's been meddling on our behalf this whole time!
You know she has! You remember-- [ how they first started all of this. With the lightning, and the desperation in the forest. Even now, Yuri can't say it out loud, too embarrassed by it, by his own desires.
He coughs and looks away from Flynn ] Just, glad we got our shit together.
[ Yuri definitely does not have to finish that sentence for Flynn to get what he's talking about. The meaning hits instantly and Flynn makes a strangled sound, his face flaming. ]
Yes, I am—yes. Me too. And I would appreciate—
[ This, pitched toward the sky, partially for the bit and partially he means it ]
If we could continue to sort out our own things, with no further interference!
[ That sets Yuri laughing, watching Flynn shout at the sky, and he loves this man so much. He feels light and bright and happy and sways against him, his laughter puffing steam into the cold air.
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[ Flynn doesn't mean to be quite so dry about it but he really hasn't forgiven Thirteen for the multiple successful attempts on their lives, or for bringing Yuri back at the precise moment she did. He hesitates, and then offers an arm to Yuri, because it's too cold to have their hands out. ]
It almost starts to seem like the kind of nice designed to keep people from noticing things.
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Might be something to it. Seems like she wants to torment us every few months, and everything else is pretty okay. Except, I guess there was that time I was kidnapped three times in a row...
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How do you forget about getting repeatedly kidnapped? It's burned into my mind, what those things did to you! I don't know why they were so intent on getting your clothes off—or, well.
[ His cheeks flood with color, which Flynn is going to blame on the cold. ]
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They wanted you to have a show. Show you what you were missing.
[ The confidence to tease Flynn about his attraction to Yuri is new, and Yuri gets giddy with it, pressing in closer. ]
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I don't know how I feel about the idea that Thirteen's been meddling on our behalf this whole time!
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He coughs and looks away from Flynn ] Just, glad we got our shit together.
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Yes, I am—yes. Me too. And I would appreciate—
[ This, pitched toward the sky, partially for the bit and partially he means it ]
If we could continue to sort out our own things, with no further interference!
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Yeah, this is a pretty good birthday. ]