Original: "Heart of a Lion." Slash
So, yeah, I'm on a superhero kick right now. Cuz they're fun. And their office somehow has taken over my brain.
I can't wait until my finals end next week and I can finally catch up and read all the snuggles everyone else has been writing. So excited!
Summary: Lionel's got a secret, and he's finally found the one person he wants to share it with.
Keegan couldn’t be sure, but he didn’t think he was breathing properly. Truth to tell, he wasn’t sure he was breathing at all.
Lionel was still kneeling on the ground, looking increasingly nervous. Keegan tried to reassure him and assert, yes, yes, most definitely yes, he would marry Lionel. All that came out was a very high-pitched squeaking noise. Lionel’s eyes widened in alarm, but then Keegan was nodding frantically and tugging at his hands and Lionel was sweeping him up with a whoop and spinning him around in circles about the room, matching grins of delirious happiness stretched across their faces.
Keegan wasn’t sure how long they danced around their small apartment, but they were bright-eyed and breathless by the time they collapsed on the couch. Keegan laughed, unable to help himself. “I feel like I could fly.”
Next to him, Lionel started rather violently and Keegan leaned so he could stare at his now-fiancé, eyebrow shooting up in silent question. Lionel was suddenly looking a little ashen and the hand that he was holding turned clammy. Suddenly apprehensive, Keegan squeezed his hand gently. “Li?”
Lionel smiled at him wanly. “There’s something I have to tell you. I-” He took a deep breath, as if to steady himself. “I would’ve told you sooner, but they’re quite firm about when you can tell certain things and the Firm gets very…upset when you ignore their rules and-”
“Ohmigawdyou’repartofthemob,” Keegan interrupted his ramble in a rush.
“What?” Lionel leaned back to look at him incredulously, spluttering slightly. “What are you talking about? I’m not part of the mob.”
Keegan sat back with a huff of relief. “Oh. Well, okay, then. That’s alright. They who, then?”
Lionel sighed and rubbed the back of his head with his free hand. “Well, that’s where this explanation gets tricky. Promise not to freak out, ‘kay?”
Keegan’s eyebrows were drawn into a worried line. “You’re making me nervous, Li; I promise I’ll try, though?”
Lionel was nodding, staring sightlessly at the wall. “I…well, I…Fuck. I’m just gonna say it straight. I’m Lion Heart.”
Lionel fell silent, hands trembling lightly, eyes wide and fixed anxiously on Keegan’s face.
For his part, Keegan sat motionless for several long moments, obviously turning it over in his head, absently gnawing on his lower lip. Suddenly, he moved, slugging Lionel’s shoulder without rancor.
“What?!” protested a startled Lionel.
Keegan leveled a thoroughly unimpressed look at him. “You’re a superhero with a name that everyone will know you by and the very best name that you, Lionel Hartford, can come up with is Lion Heart?”
Lionel’s ears turned pink. “It’s harder than you think to come up with a good name. Besides, you just found out your boyfriend is a superhero; wouldn’t you like to focus on that?” he asked a little desperately, unsure how this was diverging so far from where he’d pictured this going.
Keegan grinned, seeming completely untroubled by the news. “I’d much rather tease my fiancé about his superhero name.”
Lionel smiled as he suddenly remembered that new state of affairs, before his eyebrows pinched together again. “So you don’t mind that I’m a superhero?” he asked, a thread of worry weaving through his words.
Keegan tugged him closer until they sat with their shoulders pressed together, threading his fingers with Lionel’s and squeezing gently. “I don’t mind,” he started quietly and added slyly, “I’ve always had a thing for men in tights.”
Lionel’s ears burned bright red, but the look he shot sideways said that Keegan was going to get to see his supersuit in person very, very soon.
I can't wait until my finals end next week and I can finally catch up and read all the snuggles everyone else has been writing. So excited!
Summary: Lionel's got a secret, and he's finally found the one person he wants to share it with.
Keegan couldn’t be sure, but he didn’t think he was breathing properly. Truth to tell, he wasn’t sure he was breathing at all.
Lionel was still kneeling on the ground, looking increasingly nervous. Keegan tried to reassure him and assert, yes, yes, most definitely yes, he would marry Lionel. All that came out was a very high-pitched squeaking noise. Lionel’s eyes widened in alarm, but then Keegan was nodding frantically and tugging at his hands and Lionel was sweeping him up with a whoop and spinning him around in circles about the room, matching grins of delirious happiness stretched across their faces.
Keegan wasn’t sure how long they danced around their small apartment, but they were bright-eyed and breathless by the time they collapsed on the couch. Keegan laughed, unable to help himself. “I feel like I could fly.”
Next to him, Lionel started rather violently and Keegan leaned so he could stare at his now-fiancé, eyebrow shooting up in silent question. Lionel was suddenly looking a little ashen and the hand that he was holding turned clammy. Suddenly apprehensive, Keegan squeezed his hand gently. “Li?”
Lionel smiled at him wanly. “There’s something I have to tell you. I-” He took a deep breath, as if to steady himself. “I would’ve told you sooner, but they’re quite firm about when you can tell certain things and the Firm gets very…upset when you ignore their rules and-”
“Ohmigawdyou’repartofthemob,” Keegan interrupted his ramble in a rush.
“What?” Lionel leaned back to look at him incredulously, spluttering slightly. “What are you talking about? I’m not part of the mob.”
Keegan sat back with a huff of relief. “Oh. Well, okay, then. That’s alright. They who, then?”
Lionel sighed and rubbed the back of his head with his free hand. “Well, that’s where this explanation gets tricky. Promise not to freak out, ‘kay?”
Keegan’s eyebrows were drawn into a worried line. “You’re making me nervous, Li; I promise I’ll try, though?”
Lionel was nodding, staring sightlessly at the wall. “I…well, I…Fuck. I’m just gonna say it straight. I’m Lion Heart.”
Lionel fell silent, hands trembling lightly, eyes wide and fixed anxiously on Keegan’s face.
For his part, Keegan sat motionless for several long moments, obviously turning it over in his head, absently gnawing on his lower lip. Suddenly, he moved, slugging Lionel’s shoulder without rancor.
“What?!” protested a startled Lionel.
Keegan leveled a thoroughly unimpressed look at him. “You’re a superhero with a name that everyone will know you by and the very best name that you, Lionel Hartford, can come up with is Lion Heart?”
Lionel’s ears turned pink. “It’s harder than you think to come up with a good name. Besides, you just found out your boyfriend is a superhero; wouldn’t you like to focus on that?” he asked a little desperately, unsure how this was diverging so far from where he’d pictured this going.
Keegan grinned, seeming completely untroubled by the news. “I’d much rather tease my fiancé about his superhero name.”
Lionel smiled as he suddenly remembered that new state of affairs, before his eyebrows pinched together again. “So you don’t mind that I’m a superhero?” he asked, a thread of worry weaving through his words.
Keegan tugged him closer until they sat with their shoulders pressed together, threading his fingers with Lionel’s and squeezing gently. “I don’t mind,” he started quietly and added slyly, “I’ve always had a thing for men in tights.”
Lionel’s ears burned bright red, but the look he shot sideways said that Keegan was going to get to see his supersuit in person very, very soon.