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[fireshow]

you got that right
i'm not moving from the couch
so let yourself in

[bobsicle]

Yeah, yeah

[ And he'll arrive after a bit, letting himself in as promised. He'll walk over to the living room so he can find John. ]

[fireshow]

[ he'll be there. lounging on the couch. blunt of some sort — magical most likely — in hand. smoke leaving his lips. a fiery little kitten playing with a ball of fire there on the floor. john not even bothering to look over to bobby since, well. fire kitten and all. ]

Did you bring me cheesecake?

[bobsicle]

[ Oh, wow. That looks impressive. He watches the fiery kitten for a while before sitting next to John on the couch. ]

Uh, no. You didn't ask me to. What's that you're smoking?

[fireshow]

I don't know. Some magic shit from around here. Don't worry. It's not gonna make you want to suck my dick or anything.

[ he throws a glance over to bobby there. takes another drag from it. ]

Not that you're against that all of a sudden here.

[bobsicle]

[ This face. Also rolls his eyes. ]

Not here to be judged by you when we're literally in sex island and you wanted me to adjust.

[fireshow]

Stop being a baby.

[ to which he holds the cigarette out for bobby to take, smoke trailing from his lips as he does. ]

You think I really give a shit that you wanna gobble dick all of a sudden? I mean, yeah. I laughed about it at first. But shit always happens here.

[bobsicle]

[ Rolls his eyes again but takes the cigarette from John so he can take a drag. Oof, that feels good. ]

Yeah, tell me about it. [ Smoke wafts from his lips as he talks. ] I mean it's not all that bad. Sucking dick, I mean. [ Not the worst thing this place had him do. Then again, he's already exploring his sexuality anyway, so. ]

[fireshow]

Guess you had to let all that pent up desire out with not being able to bang your girl.

[ rogue, he means. and that's when he slowly looks over to bobby there. takes the cigarette back because, it's his, and takes another long drag from it. ]

I did.

[bobsicle]

Guess that's one way of looking at it.

[ Pauses, watches John take a long drag, then it kind of clicks. ]

Wait, you banged her? [ To be fair, he shouldn't be surprised. If she was really here before, chances are pretty high they did. Look at him banging younger Magneto, for instance. ]

[fireshow]

Few times.

[ this was... four years ago. a lot has changed for him since then. a lot of people have come and gone, too. ]

And yeah, she liked it.

[ because of course he's gonna throw that in there. ]

[bobsicle]

[ If this was Bobby upon arrival or even Bobby back home while he's still actively dating her, he would've been pissed. But as it is, he just snorts back a laugh. ]

Well, good for you guys, I guess. Hope it wasn't because the city drugged any of you?

[ Rogue will always have a special place in his heart. He loved her, continue to do so as a friend, but after spending over a week in this place having sex with whoever, sex doesn't seem to hold the same weight anymore. ]

[fireshow]

Who cares. Just another day that ends in y around here.

[ taking another drag for himself, he once again holds it out for bobby to take, turning his attention to the fiery kitten there and, closing his fingers into a pinch, snuffs the little thing out. ]

[bobsicle]

[ Bobby takes the cigarette again and does another drag, this time longer. So good. He watches John snuff out the little fire kitty before returning the cig. ]

Congrats for accomplishing something I didn't.

[ If Bobby was crass, he would've asked him how it was but, not his style, bro. ]

[fireshow]

[ huff there on his lips, he looks ahead, letting the cigarette dangle there between fingers close to his lips. ]

I've accomplished a lot you haven't. Take you forever to get anywhere even close.

[bobsicle]

[ He smiles and leans back on the couch; the effects of the cigarette now starting to make him feel slightly lightheaded but in a good way. ]

Bet you have, yeah. [ And he means that genuinely, having no desire to compete with John. ] Care to share some?

[fireshow]

You’ll never be as good a fuck as me.

[ he says that rather pointedly, glancing over to him. ]

[bobsicle]

[ That gets him blinking. ]

Uh, I'm not aware we're in a competition like that. [ Then again, everything about their relationship seems like a competition for John so is he even surprised? ]

[fireshow]

I’m fire, you’re ice. Of course we are.

[ it’s said rather nonchalantly, mind you. john tends to have a way of just saying shit to rile others up after all. ]

[bobsicle]

[ Rolls his eyes because what kind of elementary school reasoning is that. ]

Our powers don't define our relationships, John. If I can produce flames, you'd be my best friend?

[ They were, once. ]

[fireshow]

Pfft. No. Only I can do fire, buddy.

[ how dare you even think that, bobby drake. ]

[bobsicle]

[ It was theoretical, but okay. If he's not a little high now, he'll be dragging his hands on his face. ]

Okay, sure. [ He reaches out for the cigarette again. He needs to get more high for this. ] Whatever. You're the better fuck. I'm just here to survive.

[ Bobby himself doesn't even think of his performance in sex or if he was good or anything. ]

[fireshow]

[ letting him take the smoke, he eyes him. quiet. lounging there on the expansive couch before he licks over his lips. glances off. ]

Can I make a suggestion?

[ he doesn't wait to continue. ]

You gotta lighten up more. If it's easy for me to get to you, you're not gonna do well here.

[bobsicle]

[ He takes the cig and does a long drag from it. Yeah, that's good. At this point, he has a small smile on his face. ]

So, is this you testing me so I can do well here?

[fireshow]

Maybe. You always were softer than me.

[ sort of. deep down, john's a sensitive little shit. ]