the rictor drinking game: take 1 shot every time win uses a scowling icon.

[shakeandbake]

WHO: Shatterstar/entertaining & Rictor/shakeandbake.
WHERE: Star's place at the MAC.
WHEN: Backdated to Saturday night.
WARNINGS: Feels. Characters from 90s comics.
SUMMARY: Rictor and Shatterstar are awarded the most functional couple award. Really.
FORMAT: Quicklog, fight me. Continued from this phone call.


[ It's funny how you don't realize how much you need a person until you contemplate living in an alternate dimension without them. There was a part of him that had dreaded asking whether or not Shatterstar was still here-- and a bigger part that had been embarrassingly relieved to find out that he was.

A month and a half is a long time to be gone. But, hey. Better late than never, right?

On the other end of the line, Shatterstar asks where he is. Where is he right now? Well.

Wryly: ] Outside. You gonna let me in, or what?

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[entertaining]

[ Shatterstar vaults over the couch, even though there isn't actually anyone around to impress. It's true that he was used to the transient nature of dimension hopping, and even that he thought he had prepared himself for the possibility by the warnings of fellow imPorts... but it had hurt in ways he couldn't put words to, when Rictor left after only a week.

When a month rolled by and there was no word from him, Shatterstar had given up on expecting boyfriend's return. Especially after Piper had ceased to show up to work. It seemed that there was no point in hoping, so he'd been distracting himself with work and television.

Which is, of course, exactly when Rictor decides to waltz right back in. Beaming, Shatty throws open the door, totally undeterred by the mutant (former mutant??)'s dry tone and proving so by yanking him unceremoniously forward by the lapels of his jacket for a kiss. ]

I suppose I could do that.