“Cocoa for me darling,” Harrison added, blowing a kiss to his husband. Wayne does spoil him so. He plates himself a chocolate chip pancake, layers it with chocolate sauce, then a blueberry one covered in raspberries, and finally another chocolate chip covered in cherries.
“Is your Wayne getting a little gray at his temples?”he asked as he covered his stack of pancakes in so much whipped cream that they could barely be seen. “I like it myself but someone is a little self conscious….”
[That was a far more subdued response than he was expecting. The Megamind he knew practically lived on caffeine. Then again, that might explain a lot of the man’s energy.]
[Wayne pauses in retrieving a saucepan to heat milk in to eye both blue men. He is mildly insulted by both of them for different reasons. Harrison knows his hangup with the silver hairs, but it doesn’t seem like Syx is also deliberately giving him a hard time.] I could make myself stand out significantly from any other version of me you have seen.
Absently stacking up pancakes at random, Syx layered the fruit and chocolate sauce in between layer. After staring at the whipped cream he mentally decided ‘fuck it’ and piled a ton of that on top. His digestive system could just hate him later. With his plate overly full of pancake goodness he picked a seat near Harrison that wouldn’t interfere with Wayne sitting beside his husband. Very self-conscious about what his place in this potential relationship would be or even could be.
“About the same amount of grey,” he answered Harrison before turning his attention to Wayne, “Besides you, the only other Wayne I met was the p- …the cop,” he bit his cheek, cursing his near slip. It wouldn’t do to insult the man when he was the boyfriend of Harrison’s brother, “You’re the first other Metro Man I’ve met. And I didn’t mean to imply anything by it… just…” he waved his hand uselessly, “Just that…”
-That I wish my Wayne was more like you seem and I hate myself for that thought.-
Whatever excuse he’d been searching for died on his lips as he gripped his fork tightly, eyes lowered, “Still getting used to the multiverse.”
-You’ve already made it, married and have a child. My life is fucked and my life plans destroyed.-
“Don’t worry about it,” he threw out a cocky smirk, “I always bounce back badder than ever.”
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