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[striketwice]

[ Flatly, ] Wow yeah. It was almost like I was off my game or something.

[ Then, almost as an afterthought, ] Fuck you.

[nostalgiabomb]

Even if you were on your game, you probably would’ve pissed ‘em off, somehow.

And not even if you paid me, Brennan.

[striketwice]

Maybe I would have, but I would have been able to get away from them first.

Don’t you have anything better to do right now?

[nostalgiabomb]

[ Pointedly, he holds Alec’s gaze as he shifts in his seat, arms crossing over his stomach. Getting comfortable, ostensibly. ]

I thought we were supposed to be bonding.

[striketwice]

[ He glares at Peter. He’s trying but this is draining, and Peter constantly harping on him is starting to grate on his nerves. ]

I thought you were supposed to be telling Gamora about just how much we’re bonding.

[nostalgiabomb]

[ He keeps his position for a few seconds longer, uncooperative little asshole that he is, but he finally breaks eye contact and kicks his feet off the chair. He shrugs into his jacket, rolling his shoulders as he does. ]

Yeah, fine. I’ll go do that.

[ Chipper, but in tone only. When he turns to face Alec again, he offers a tight-lipped little smile and crosses the room to the exit. As he does, ]

I’ll find Gamora. Tell her what the hell’s going on. Try to convince the gang not to kill you for all this bullshit.

[ He steps through the open door without so much as a goodbye, but a second later, he pokes his head back in. ]

Oh. If you decide to fuck off somewhere while I’m gone, try to keep it in the same system, at least.

[ This, punctuated by a fond little pat on the doorjamb and half-hearted smile. ] Please and thanks, bud.

[ And he disappears around the wall again. ]