Title: Fridged
Fandom: MC2
Characters: Darkdevil, Kaine
Prompt: 15. Choke
Word Count: 176
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Darkdevil manages to pull one over on Kaine.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Link: My Table
Reilly was sprawled on his couch, watching Kaine putter around the small apartment that Reilly called a home. It was really more of a place to store his stuff and sleep, but the space was his.
“Don’t you have anything in here that isn’t ramen or week old take out?”
Reilly snorted, shaking his head. “You’re starting to sound like a mom.” Kaine’s head popped up over the counter that separated the living room from the kitchen, the mass of grey hair puffed around his head like so much dandelion fluff. Reilly looked back innocently, and the old man snorted, shaking his head. He opened the fridge, then shut it quickly, choking.
“Jesus Christ!”
Reilly chuckled softly, closing his eyes. “Yeah,” he said, “it’s bad.”
“You set me up.”
“Damn right,” Reilly admitted. “Leave it - I’m saving it for Dormagus.”
Fandom: MC2
Characters: Darkdevil, Kaine
Prompt: 15. Choke
Word Count: 176
Rating: PG
Summary: In which Darkdevil manages to pull one over on Kaine.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Link: My Table
Reilly was sprawled on his couch, watching Kaine putter around the small apartment that Reilly called a home. It was really more of a place to store his stuff and sleep, but the space was his.
“Don’t you have anything in here that isn’t ramen or week old take out?”
Reilly snorted, shaking his head. “You’re starting to sound like a mom.” Kaine’s head popped up over the counter that separated the living room from the kitchen, the mass of grey hair puffed around his head like so much dandelion fluff. Reilly looked back innocently, and the old man snorted, shaking his head. He opened the fridge, then shut it quickly, choking.
“Jesus Christ!”
Reilly chuckled softly, closing his eyes. “Yeah,” he said, “it’s bad.”
“You set me up.”
“Damn right,” Reilly admitted. “Leave it - I’m saving it for Dormagus.”