how slowly we built the walls [ closed ]

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Who: John/Pyro and Bobby/Iceman
What: The boys got into a fight again. BIG SURPRISE. Bobby's trying to make amends.
When: Day 273
Where: Baldr Welcome Hall, Room 108
Rating: PG to PG-13



[ Honestly, he meant to do this sooner. As always, his irritation with John drifted away soon after their argument, and regret took its place. However, with all of the chaos of Utgard and the spy, there wasn't any time.

There's a knock on John's door. In his left hand is a plastic bag, which holds a peace offering. He'd call in advance, but he has a feeling that would only end up in another fight. ]

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why can't i type...

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[ He just laughs in response. ]

You should've seen it coming. [ Only, not really, since that gesture isn't as familiar as it once was. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Yeah? Well, he won't see this coming.

John lunges toward him, wrapping an arm around his neck and digging his fist into Bobby's hair. Yes, he is noogying Bobby. No, he doesn't care how immature that is right now.]

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[ See? It's just like he thought. Such a kid.

Bobby lets out a surprised chuckle, shaking his head for a few seconds before grabbing John's arm with both hands. He'll try to escape the hold around his neck and wrestle him in retaliation. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He holds on as hard as he can without cutting off Bobby's air, but soon enough the arm is pried free, with enough force to send Pyro sprawling onto his back on the bed. He immediately launches himself upward before he can be pinned down, trying to yank his arm out of Bobby's grip.]

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[ And he's successful! However, it was all part of Bobby's plan to momentarily distract him, and he tries to wrap an arm around John's neck for a noogie. Payback time! ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

Augh! [He ducks, but not quite quickly enough - Bobby ends up with his arm wrapped around Pyro's face. There's a muffled 'Let go!', and his arms start to thrash.]

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[ After a moment, he releases his hold. Notice the smug smirk, John? It's difficult not to. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You missed, douchebag. Get that look off your face.

[Yes, he's totally posturing after getting schooled.]

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[ Nope, sorry, John. ]

Only 'cause I took pity on you.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[One day he'll be able to best Bobby at something (other than the obvious, which Bobby doesn't even seem to care about, so it hardly counts), and then he will gloat forever. For now, he's just smoothing out his hair with a dark expression.

Dark, but in such a childish way that it's neither threatening, nor even all that angry.]

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[ His grin just brightens in response, and he straightens into a sitting position only to collapse on John's bed with a soft chuckle.

He gazes at the ceiling for a moment, and while he doesn't speak the words, the thought is clearly written on his expression: I missed this. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Pyro glances down at him, but he has to look away quickly, because the fondness he feels for Bobby in that moment is overwhelming. Not in a romantic (gay, his mind provides helpfully) way, but almost how he imagines brothers must feel; the person's completely unbearable half the time, but in the other half, they match you in a way no one else can understand.

He can still remember how confusing and scary that feeling was when he first began to have it, and that unease hasn't lifted - if anything, it's sharply intensified by the reality behind their situation. The fact that one day, they'll have to face being in warring factions. And it's just like Bobby to lose that reality during a pleasant moment, which brings about another stab of mixed affection and annoyance.]

Get up. [He swats Bobby's shoulder, hoping he didn't see anything in Pyro's face that shouldn't have been seen.] This bed's reserved for ladies only.

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[ Fortunately for him, Bobby only turns his head when he starts to speak. At first, his brow furrows. He does not need to know about your love life, tyvm. However, after a moment, he smirks, voice challenging but lighthearted. ]

Make me.

[ Ready for Round Two? ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Pyro's laugh is a strange, bright thing, too cheerful for the young man he's become since Bobby last knew him; it's odd for him to think that it'll seem more comfortable to Bobby, more familiar.

But he doesn't have long to think about that before he's grabbing onto one of Bobby's shoulders, trying to roll him right off the bed. Bring it.]

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[ That laugh is familiar, even if it's a sound that he hasn't heard in a long time.

He grasps the arm holding his shoulder and grabs John's other arm with his free hand. He'll grapple with him to prevent himself from budging. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[Once their arms are locked and Pyro has no chance of rolling Bobby off that way, with all of his strength going toward not being flipped off himself, he decides on another strategy; he hooks a leg around Bobby's and tries to switch their positions, if only to build enough momentum to roll Bobby back over and off the bed in the other direction.

It's a risky move, one which could just end with him pinned, but he's willing to try it.]

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[ The sudden move catches him off-guard, and his eyes widen. It looks like the tactic might work! —

— No, just kidding. Although initially surprised, he focuses his strength on John's arms and flips him over. ]

Nice try.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[... and this just got 100% too gay.]

Get off me, man. [He pushes up with his shoulders, trying to force Bobby off.]

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'Kay.

[ With a laugh, he sits up before reaching for the plastic bag and offering it to him. More snacks to help with the bruised ego, John? ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You're a dick.

[He looks more childish than ever like this, trying to keep up a pout when his mouth just wants to smile in spite of himself. Irritably, he snatches the bag away and grabs a fresh drink, cracking it open.]

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I learned from the best.

[ Come on, man. It's okay to smile. He gives a knowing look. ]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He can't help it - he cracks at last, laughing breathlessly.]

Just 'cause I'm eighteen doesn't mean I've stopped growing, y'know. My time'll come.

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[ He chuckles. ]

Whatever you say, dude.

[ex_outofcontrol435]

You need more respect for your elders, that's what you need.

[Yeah, it's not even a month he's got over Bobby. But he works it whenever he can.]

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[ First Oswin, and now John's starting to make fun of his age again. Jeez, he's not that much younger. ]

I'll work on that, Gramps.