Barry was frozen in confusion and he didn't make a move, he just stayed locked in place as his mind ran through it. Was it worth it? If he did that, he'd save Hartley? It was just one gross thing for one stupid asshole. It wasn't like he could do much. If he went to the cops, it'd get worse. Hartley could get disowned, he could lose everything and he had done so much for him already. "... Okay." He whispered it, keeping his head low.
Mick stood there, holding the coffee, looking at Leonard with some kid on his knees in front of him. Weird. He didn't interrupt, he just watched. He was curious.
"Hey, Mick. Kid's offering me a blowjob, it's my lucky day." Leonard shook his head and almost felt sorry for him. Oh, well. "Relax, I was just joking. But that's a lot of commitment, you and Rathaway should give it another shot. I'm rooting for you two crazy kids, I'm sure you can make it work."
Barry felt himself get redder as he realised he just degraded and humiliated himself for nothing. Leonard wasn't serious, he was playing him. Barry felt a strange crushing sensation as he looked up at Leonard again, embarrassed and hurt. "But--"
"Ten thousand. Tell your boyfriend." Mick grunted as he held out the coffee to Leonard, giving the kid a look. "He's not very bright, is he?"
"Don't make out in places people can look into again, that's my last tip for you. Come on, go and love your boyfriend in the face of adversity. I just made your life a hundred percent more romantic, you're welcome." Leonard took the coffee from Mick and shrugged. "Don't know. He's devoted, it's cute. I like him."
"He's dumb. Don't suck a criminals dick, dumbass." Mick informed the kid, who seemed too shell shocked to move. Mick got into the car and beeped his horn a few times. If the kid didn't move, he was running him down. Barry eventually rolled out of the way, still looking at Leonard with such hurt in his eyes.
"You're a bad person."
"Oooh burn." Mick mocked, rolling his eyes as he wound up the windows. Dumbass.
"I'm so much worse than you think," Leonard assured him, then he got into the car and put the seat belt on, taking a sip from his coffee. "This is disgustingly good, what the hell is that?" No, he didn't really waste any more thought on Barry.
"Strawberry and cream. With extra whipped cream. I went all out." Mick took his usual long routine to even so much as get the car running and made sure to tilt the car right so Barry got a nice face full of the black smoke his car leaked out. "I can't believe he got on his knees. He's a dumb one, ain't he? But pretty. How rich guys like their dates."
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Mick stood there, holding the coffee, looking at Leonard with some kid on his knees in front of him. Weird. He didn't interrupt, he just watched. He was curious.
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Barry felt himself get redder as he realised he just degraded and humiliated himself for nothing. Leonard wasn't serious, he was playing him. Barry felt a strange crushing sensation as he looked up at Leonard again, embarrassed and hurt. "But--"
"Ten thousand. Tell your boyfriend." Mick grunted as he held out the coffee to Leonard, giving the kid a look. "He's not very bright, is he?"
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"You're a bad person."
"Oooh burn." Mick mocked, rolling his eyes as he wound up the windows. Dumbass.
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