serving multiple gunshot wound realness [closed]

[killthepast]

who: Kylo Ren and Various
what: Catch-all for February/March things while Kylo recovers from getting shot up in a street by some COMMON CRIMINALS (it was Poe and John). Mostly for threads that have already been planned, but feel free to poke me somewhere if you'd like me to put up a starter for you.
when: February & March
where: Mostly a skeevy motel
warnings: References to violence and torture

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MEET THE SURROGATE PARENT [Closed: Alexander Pierce and Leonard Snart]

[killthepast]

[ So, it turned out to be really easy to get his LAYABOUT SCOUNDREL LOVER to visit him at work. All he had to do was text Leonard with something that basically amounted to "I'm bored, come over." It's not even a lie, because he is bored, without anything to do while he waits for the doctors to clear him for field work again.

From there, it's just a simple matter of Ren mentioning that oh, yeah, also his boss (who he definitely doesn't regard as something of a father figure) wants to meet Leonard, no reason, let's go to his office. Considering Ren's nearly nonexistent poker face, plus Len's general level of savviness, it's probably way too obvious that this is some strange 'meet the parents' scenario.

This is what happens when you pick up strays and take their v-card, Leonard. ]

[hypothermic]

[Leonard takes Kylo's his arm as they go through the door. Mostly because he can. Go hard or go home. If they're going to play this game, they might as well go all the way. It's a new role for Leonard. He's never been the type anyone would take home to anyone, and never been the type to care, so this is a first for him, and he's all about firsts. Kylo would know.

He shoots a smile to whoever's on the other side of that very important desk, but can't help picking up the nearest expensive looking objet d'art to inspect the maker's mark. Kylo's boss has decent taste. The same can't be said for Kylo, apparently. Tall. Silver. Lean and mean. Kylo's 'lover' is a forty-something criminal who already had a rap sheet before Kylo was a twinkle in his father's eye, and he doesn't even have the common decency to pretend to be anything but.

At least Leonard puts said piece back down again. Wouldn't want to make a bad impression, after all. A tilt of his head as he cases the joint from beneath his eyelashes, committing entrances, exits, windows, and any other details that may be of value or note to memory.

He doesn't quite purr, but it's close enough.]

Spectacular office. Did you design it yourself?

[peacemongering]

[The fact that Kylo had a beau was not entirely surprising. Nature tended to move in a natural direction when there wasn't a war to fight, a people to put in their place, and with all that idle time, it was going to happen that the young man would find someone worthwhile eventually. It was a matter on who this individual was and how much of a distraction that they would eventually become.

Normalcy was fine, even encouraged. Distraction to the point of making rash decisions was to be firmly squished.

So when the pair came up to his office while he was reading the daily reports and a stack of supply requisitions awaiting his approval sat untouched next to his left elbow, he wasn't at all surprised. The promptness of this showing was answer enough of what this suitor currently meant to Kylo, and he assessed the older man with a quick flick of his eyes from his paperwork.

Then he slowly sat back in his chair and folded his hands neatly across his chest, watching the pair. He immediately took stock of the fact that his office was being cased with some shrewd glances; he worked with enough formal criminals to know those looks. The corner of his lip pulled in a smile before he pushed himself from his seat and approached the pair.]

The space itself, no. The building was here before I arrived, but I certainly had input on the items that you see. [His office was neat and tidy, and the items of value were intermingled with those of lesser value. He held out his hand.] Do you case every space that you enter, or is mine special?

[killthepast]

[ In the time they've come to know each other, Kylo's probably shown a great deal of cuddliness to Len. Really, it can be hard to pry him off sometimes. He's like a big, affectionate dog when he's in the right mood.

But that's in the privacy of their motel-room-home. Here, he's surprised by the gesture, until he realizes: Leonard knows why he's meeting Pierce now. And it's hard not to return the gesture, to hold back the urge to drape an arm around the other man and nuzzle against his neck and get up to all sorts of PDA now that the floodgates of his sex drive have been opened, liberated--

And then once they're in Pierce's office, it's suddenly very easy to resist his urges, because there's his employer, his mentor, the wise man who's given Kylo Ren a chance. (Dad's watching, basically.) While Leonard cases the place, Kylo practically stands at attention, glancing between the two of them.

And maybe he has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from smirking, just a bit, at the other two men's exchange.

~And they called it puppy love...~ ]

[hypothermic]

Only if there’s something worth stealing.

[That’s a compliment. Leonard’s robbed plenty of old, rich bastards with too much money and not enough taste. All that makes them worth anything is locked away in a vault. He’s gotten bored of those jobs. There’s nothing personal or interesting about money. If you’ve seen one duffel bag stuffed with a cool million, you’ve seen them all.

Leonard is more subtle in casing Pierce. He isn’t here to rob him. There’s a lot to be gleaned from what a man wears, and the way he carries himself. He’s confident. Leonard can see why Kylo would be drawn to him, though he’s not sure he likes it. There’s a reverence in the way Kylo looks at him that makes Leonard want to steal something for hell of it, just to prove he could, if he wanted to. That no one is above him. Not even this man, in his minimalist office, in his bespoke suit who smells like wealth and power.

In the end, they’re all just marks.

Instead he extends his hand, gloved in black leather (no fingerprints), almost delicately. The look in his eyes is anything but. There are diamonds more delicate than Leonard Snart.]

Charmed.

[peacemongering]

[The pair clearly liked each other; it could have been because it was new or because Kylo literally had so little personal emotional self control that the flood gates had been opened and nothing could reel it all back in for the time being. He appreciated that there was a level of respect towards him, and he smiled with fatherly approval to Kylo even as he shook Leonard's hand.]

Good handshake. That's a good sign of man's abilities.

[He withdrew to give the pair a touch more space, but his gaze was intent on Leonard in an friendly way. This was someone he immediately took notice off, and it reminded him of a person he had once spoken on the network too. Some men refused to break no matter how far they were bent, and he already had the impression that this one cared very little for his opinion on the relationship.

This was for Ren, so he liked to think the affection was mutual. Good, there was a point to strike a fire too.]

And is professional larceny your occupation? Perhaps a more honest profession compared to the ones that you likely steal from. You seem too cool and calm to be out for most damage.

[He glanced at Kylo, his smile widening.] I like him. Good job.

[killthepast]

[ One day, Kylo will learn to stop seeking out parents in others. He'll accept that Han Solo, for all his failures and imperfections, was his father, his only father, and that he loved him to the end. Buuuut today isn't that day. For now, Pierce is the father he'd always wanted: present, where Han was absent; kind, where Snoke was cruel; and accepting, where Luke was not. He doesn't see Ren as a weapon (far as Ren can tell), nor does he see him as a monster. And right now, in a time and place where Ren is wandering, aimless and adrift, Pierce offers stability. Guidance. Purpose.

So that approval means something to Kylo, and he feels a sense of pride-- warm, pleasant-- blooming in his chest. His eyes rake over Leonard, a faint smile pulling at his lips. YEAH, SOMEBODY'S GETTING LAID WHEN THIS IS OVER. Then, to Pierce: ]

Thank you, sir. [ Just from his voice, it's clear how much Pierce's seal of approval means to him. Both men can easily pick it up. For all that Ren can be fearsome, between his overly expressive face and untamed emotions, he wears his issues on his sleeve. He feels he should say something else, something like 'It's hard not to like him,' but open affection is still largely uncharted territory for him, and he's never done... this before.

He can't help but wonder how Han would have reacted if he'd brought Leonard to him. The thought sends a familiar twist to his guts, that nauseating grief he still hasn't been able to pull himself back from. Ren sweeps his gaze away from the other two men, finding something else to focus on for the moment. ]

84 years later

[hypothermic]

I'd say it's my art.

[Leonard has pride in his abilities. Why shouldn't he? He's the best at what he does. There's no job too big, no mark too dangerous, and no prize too petty. So long as he gets a kick out of it, he's up for any challenge. If it exists, he can steal it.

Case in point.

Leonard turns his hand over to reveal Pierce's watch. It's a heavy, expensive piece. Amateurs work by sleight of hand. Experts have a special touch. Strategy. The distraction of a handshake, and conversation, to trick the brain into putting its focus forward and away from the extremities.

He offers it back to Pierce with a venomously sweet smile. Leonard's not trying to get Kylo in trouble, after all. He was simply making a statement. Talk is cheap.

A flutter of his eyelashes at Kylo.]

He loves my party tricks.