[He'd ask for the backstory behind that if it wouldn't be considered "insensitive" on his part. For now, he's en route to Nomo Deck and he's just going to aptly shoot a text to him when he's a few seconds from arrival.]
[Tony returns his grin as he steps inside. His eyes takes in the interior of the room. It's a definite change from his room in Mero Deck ā not that he spends much time there as a general, self-established rule.
He's not a huge fan of the roommate arrangement. Likes his privacy too much. Then, there's also the flagrant trust issues, but let's not get into that.]
So, you said your arm's hurting...? [Getting right down to business, par the course.]
Thanks. Don't spend much time here but it's better for company than the vet's office.
[Eggsy doesn't mind getting right down to business, it kind of helps him anyways.]
Yeah, alright. [He hooks his fingers in the hem of his shirt and tugs it over his head. Eggsy half turns so the robotic arm is closer to T and gestures to the part where metal meets skin.] Right here.
[Since there doesn't seem to be much hesitation on Eggsy's end, Tony is just going to get right down to inspecting his arm. He does at least make eye contact with him first before he reaches out to touch it.]
You said it's starting to hurt. Did you have any discomfort with it before or is this fairly recent?
[Don't give a guy much time to work his way up, do you?
Well, it's probably for the best. He would get too distracted otherwise.]
Yeah. [He agrees, feeling over the area. Tony doesn't much like the Medbay either. It wasn't too long ago he was stuck bedridden in a hospital, so a medical facility only serves to bring his mind back there.] I'm not a doctor, but this looks like residual limb pain. A readjustment should do the trick.
[He could help him with it, but...] You should go to Medbay to see what they have to say on it. They'll be able to correct the issue for you.
[Eggsy just hums low in his throat when Tony's fingers move over the sensitive area on his shoulder.]
I don't wanna go to Medbay. It's alright, yeah? You ain't gotta do nothin' for it.
[The last time he'd been in Medbay, it'd been because he'd been in a fight with some angry natives and had dislocated his other shoulder. The time before that he'd been dead. Frowning, he tips his head a bit, both brows raised.]
Maybe just keep doin' what you're doin' now? It feels good.
No, you need it fixed or else itāll keep hurting.
[He can understand the hesitation, but it canāt go ignored.] Why donāt you stop by Engines tomorrow and Iāll readjust it for you? [Heāll see if he can borrow medical supplies from Medbay later.] Shouldnāt take more than a couple of minutes.
[His brow arches at Eggsyās suggestion, a bit of amusement entering his eyes. Keep doing what heās doing. Does he look like a masseuse to you? His hand stays on his shoulder for a moment longer before he finally gives him two light pats and moves toward his desk instead.] Engines. Tomorrow. [Honestly, he shouldn't even care, but here he is.]
So, who are your roommates? [He pulls out one of the chairs. Taking a seat in it, he stretches out his legs as he regards him.]
[Eggsy smiles at Tony, his expression equally as amused, a touch mischievous. He's considering his options, what route he could take here. Obviously, Eggsy's not shy, nor one to beat around the bush, but that doesn't mean that subtly isn't the way to go. Test the waters, so to speak.
He pulls the chair out across from him, folds his arms over his chest and extends his legs so that they're stretched out directly beside Tony's.]
I've got a load of 'em. They overbooked the room so we're all in and out a lot. I'm gettin' my own space soon, though. Next week. [He shrugs.] What about you? Bunkin' with anyone special? Speakin' of special, got a special person waitin' for you back home?
[Heās actually pretty interested in acquiring a private room for himself, but, considering heās barely step foot into his own room, itās not exactly on the top of his to-do list. (Yes, he has a to-do list.)
But... does he have anyone special waiting for him back home?
Pep instantly comes to mind, but thatās a bottle of... complicated heād rather not open up. Crossing his ankles, he gives a slight shake of his head as he answers him.] No. No one special on both accounts. [He gets the feeling thatās the answer Eggsy is looking for anyway. Not to say he isnāt being subtle; heās just not being subtle enough.
Itās a little obvious what he's aiming for here. Tony can appreciate his boldness for what itās worth. Itās definitely more entertainment than heād have bargained for when he agreed to hang out with him.] Do you?
[Eggsy shrugs, cause that's nothing he wants to talk about with anyone. This place doesn't really allow for longevity or let you keep people around, even if you want them to stay more than anything else. He's a romantic, but jaded enough to know that he can't do anything serious, not any time soon. But flirting, hooking up, yes, and yes.]
So, you wanna fool around a bit?
[He raises a brow, says it like it's a challenge.]
Theyāre more similar than they think in that regards. Tonyās a bit of a romantic himself, but heās pretty much shut himself off to anything genuine. Doesnāt want it. So, something casual with no strings attached? Perfect for him.
Sitting up in his seat, Tony leans forward, resting his arms on top of his lap as he clasps his hands together. He meets his eyes with a trace of mischief in his smile.] Do you usually invite people to your room to ask them if they want to fool around with you?
Nah, only if they're fit as fuck and we hit it off.
[He wonders if it'd be lame to mention that he's never invited anyone to his room just to ask them to fool around. Probably. Eggsy's young and he figures that sort of stuff is expected of him, but he's not had the time, or desire, to do much of any of that. He slides his leg to the side, pressing his calf up against Tony's. It's not much contact, but it'll at least give him an idea of how much it's wanted, if at all.]
And if we're bein' completely honest, I'd really like to fuckin' kiss you. [Eggsy's smile goes a little softer, less smirk and a little more polite. He wants a lot of things, but he needs Tony to give him the go ahead.] If you want.
[His gaze drops down to the leg pressed against him. Itās a little unexpected the first person who heāll fool around with on the Moira is a 20-something year old guy, but he hasnāt exactly been looking to get laid. Too much going on right now for him to even humor the thought. But when opportunity knocks on his door, Tony isnāt one to turn it down, especially when itās executed with such sincerity.
Truthfully, he hasnāt thought of Eggsy as anything more than a cute kid, but, now that the idea of him as a potential bedmate has been pushed up to the forefront of his mind, he canāt entirely say he doesnāt find him appealing in that way (or maybe heās just this easy).
But his last comment is all the signal Tony needs before heās pushing himself out of his seat to rest his right hand on the back of Eggsyās chair. Reaching out to tilt his chin up with his left hand, he dips down to capture his lips in a slow, deep kiss, which he eventually breaks with a slight grin.
[Tension thrums through him as Tony stands, tipping back as he rests his hand on Eggsy's chair, his back arched so he can look up at him. This is the point where he should move or do something, but he's almost frozen, lips parting as their mouths press together. In the back of his mind, he'd assumed that he would be the one to get up and kiss Tony, to crawl into his lap and give as good as he wanted to get. It's nice, that Tony took control and showed Eggsy instead, and it's that slight grin when he pulls back that snaps him out of his stupor.
Eggsy slides his hands around Tony's shoulders, rolling his body up and against the other man's as he leverages his feet to push them both into a standing position. He stretches up and kisses him again, all enthusiasm, head canting to the side just enough to slot their mouths together.]
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how are you and stark doing?
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so you doin anythin? and if not, wanna do somethin with me?
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i'm not busy right now. what do you have in mind?
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where do you want to meet?
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i'll be on my way as soon as you tell me where your room is.
[Look, he may or may not be monitoring everyone, but he's not that much of a creeper.]
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Nomo 006. Sorry bout that.
[He attaches the workup they had given him in Medbay.]
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[He'd ask for the backstory behind that if it wouldn't be considered "insensitive" on his part. For now, he's en route to Nomo Deck and he's just going to aptly shoot a text to him when he's a few seconds from arrival.]
open the door. i'm here.
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[Eggsy hits the pad to open the door, shooting Tony a lopsided grin.]
My roommates are all out. [He rolls his eyes.] Which never happens, yeah? But this space is mine.
[He points to a bed, couple of chairs, and a desk.]
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[Tony returns his grin as he steps inside. His eyes takes in the interior of the room. It's a definite change from his room in Mero Deck ā not that he spends much time there as a general, self-established rule.
He's not a huge fan of the roommate arrangement. Likes his privacy too much. Then, there's also the flagrant trust issues, but let's not get into that.]
So, you said your arm's hurting...? [Getting right down to business, par the course.]
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[Eggsy doesn't mind getting right down to business, it kind of helps him anyways.]
Yeah, alright. [He hooks his fingers in the hem of his shirt and tugs it over his head. Eggsy half turns so the robotic arm is closer to T and gestures to the part where metal meets skin.] Right here.
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[Since there doesn't seem to be much hesitation on Eggsy's end, Tony is just going to get right down to inspecting his arm. He does at least make eye contact with him first before he reaches out to touch it.]
You said it's starting to hurt. Did you have any discomfort with it before or is this fairly recent?
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[Eggsy pushes Tony's hands up to his shoulder where it goes from metal to flesh, pressing his fingers in gently.]
It never hurt before. I could go to Medbay, but I don't really like it much in there.
[He shuffles his feet so Tony can get as close as he needs to.]
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Well, it's probably for the best. He would get too distracted otherwise.]
Yeah. [He agrees, feeling over the area. Tony doesn't much like the Medbay either. It wasn't too long ago he was stuck bedridden in a hospital, so a medical facility only serves to bring his mind back there.] I'm not a doctor, but this looks like residual limb pain. A readjustment should do the trick.
[He could help him with it, but...] You should go to Medbay to see what they have to say on it. They'll be able to correct the issue for you.
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I don't wanna go to Medbay. It's alright, yeah? You ain't gotta do nothin' for it.
[The last time he'd been in Medbay, it'd been because he'd been in a fight with some angry natives and had dislocated his other shoulder. The time before that he'd been dead. Frowning, he tips his head a bit, both brows raised.]
Maybe just keep doin' what you're doin' now? It feels good.
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[He can understand the hesitation, but it canāt go ignored.] Why donāt you stop by Engines tomorrow and Iāll readjust it for you? [Heāll see if he can borrow medical supplies from Medbay later.] Shouldnāt take more than a couple of minutes.
[His brow arches at Eggsyās suggestion, a bit of amusement entering his eyes. Keep doing what heās doing. Does he look like a masseuse to you? His hand stays on his shoulder for a moment longer before he finally gives him two light pats and moves toward his desk instead.] Engines. Tomorrow. [Honestly, he shouldn't even care, but here he is.]
So, who are your roommates? [He pulls out one of the chairs. Taking a seat in it, he stretches out his legs as he regards him.]
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[Eggsy smiles at Tony, his expression equally as amused, a touch mischievous. He's considering his options, what route he could take here. Obviously, Eggsy's not shy, nor one to beat around the bush, but that doesn't mean that subtly isn't the way to go. Test the waters, so to speak.
He pulls the chair out across from him, folds his arms over his chest and extends his legs so that they're stretched out directly beside Tony's.]
I've got a load of 'em. They overbooked the room so we're all in and out a lot. I'm gettin' my own space soon, though. Next week. [He shrugs.] What about you? Bunkin' with anyone special? Speakin' of special, got a special person waitin' for you back home?
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But... does he have anyone special waiting for him back home?
Pep instantly comes to mind, but thatās a bottle of... complicated heād rather not open up. Crossing his ankles, he gives a slight shake of his head as he answers him.] No. No one special on both accounts. [He gets the feeling thatās the answer Eggsy is looking for anyway. Not to say he isnāt being subtle; heās just not being subtle enough.
Itās a little obvious what he's aiming for here. Tony can appreciate his boldness for what itās worth. Itās definitely more entertainment than heād have bargained for when he agreed to hang out with him.] Do you?
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[Eggsy shrugs, cause that's nothing he wants to talk about with anyone. This place doesn't really allow for longevity or let you keep people around, even if you want them to stay more than anything else. He's a romantic, but jaded enough to know that he can't do anything serious, not any time soon. But flirting, hooking up, yes, and yes.]
So, you wanna fool around a bit?
[He raises a brow, says it like it's a challenge.]
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Theyāre more similar than they think in that regards. Tonyās a bit of a romantic himself, but heās pretty much shut himself off to anything genuine. Doesnāt want it. So, something casual with no strings attached? Perfect for him.
Sitting up in his seat, Tony leans forward, resting his arms on top of his lap as he clasps his hands together. He meets his eyes with a trace of mischief in his smile.] Do you usually invite people to your room to ask them if they want to fool around with you?
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[He wonders if it'd be lame to mention that he's never invited anyone to his room just to ask them to fool around. Probably. Eggsy's young and he figures that sort of stuff is expected of him, but he's not had the time, or desire, to do much of any of that. He slides his leg to the side, pressing his calf up against Tony's. It's not much contact, but it'll at least give him an idea of how much it's wanted, if at all.]
And if we're bein' completely honest, I'd really like to fuckin' kiss you. [Eggsy's smile goes a little softer, less smirk and a little more polite. He wants a lot of things, but he needs Tony to give him the go ahead.] If you want.
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Truthfully, he hasnāt thought of Eggsy as anything more than a cute kid, but, now that the idea of him as a potential bedmate has been pushed up to the forefront of his mind, he canāt entirely say he doesnāt find him appealing in that way (or maybe heās just this easy).
But his last comment is all the signal Tony needs before heās pushing himself out of his seat to rest his right hand on the back of Eggsyās chair. Reaching out to tilt his chin up with his left hand, he dips down to capture his lips in a slow, deep kiss, which he eventually breaks with a slight grin.
Think you got your go ahead.]
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Eggsy slides his hands around Tony's shoulders, rolling his body up and against the other man's as he leverages his feet to push them both into a standing position. He stretches up and kisses him again, all enthusiasm, head canting to the side just enough to slot their mouths together.]
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