Charlie Hunnam photographed at the Toronto International Film Festival, September 2017.
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Charlie Hunnam photographed at the Toronto International Film Festival, September 2017.
“Buy you a drink in exchange for conversation?”
----- ‘ You had me at buy you a drink. The quality of the conversation depends on what drink though, can I be picky?’
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"Well that depends, what is it you want to do in my club? Work behind the bar or…" Trailing off his eyes wondered over the young man and he smiled. "Are you wanting to be a dancer?"
' I'm not much of a dancer ' the blond chuckled, narrowing his eyes for a moment at the look he received.' I'm considered a hazard to other people when I try so I'd rather not put your fine clientele through that.' The smile returned and Bill nodded in agreement with the other options. ' Since I can't be trusted around cupcakes I would say the bar is a good idea.'
S.H.I.E.L.D. Recruit Survival Tip #543: Tony Stark is not in the S.H.I.E.L.D. chain of command. He cannot make you do things, therefore ‘Tony made me do it’ is not a valid excuse for anything.
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Yinsen rolled his eyes, trying to tune out Bill’s use of the nickname ‘YinYang’ again. Damn nickname. But it was Bill’s nickname. The last time someone used it, they were sent to the hospital with a broken nose. He shook his head in amusement. “I can live without you. You just don’t want me to. Admit it, you’re like a mother hen. I feel smothered.” He let out a chuckle.
Even if it was intended as a joke there was truth behind it; he was very protective of his friend and yes, it would be painful to not have him around. Very painful.
' Yeah, enjoy it while you can, my mothering days may be over soon anyway. Applied for a few jobs and with classes getting tougher, you might get some more peace.' The smile on his lips was utterly wry as he fumbled with the hem of his shirt.
"Seriously dude?" He asked, raising a brow at the other’s words, crossing his arms over his chest. "What are you my mother now?" He snapped back, pursing his lips a little. "I like to tinker, you know, it’s a Stark gene." He ran a hand through his hair before lying down straight on the cough, looking over at Bill. "You’re lucky you ordered pizza or I’d kick your ass out of here." He stated, although the smirk on his face told the other he wasn’t serious.
Bill's expression remained in a slightly amused state at Yinsens commentary; he knew he had hit a nerve when his friend would snap like that and per usual it didn't affect him that much.
' There is a difference between tinkering and setting yourself on fire man.' The blond's gaze dropped to the young man now splayed on the couch. ' You tried the ass kicking before, how did that work out for you? Besides, you can't live without me YinYang..' he teased with a soft tone.
Yinsen smirked a little, leaning back in his chair as he glanced over at Bill. “Of course it is. I’m the brains, you’re the brawn. That’s how it is and always will be.” He retorted, laughing at his own joke.
He shrugged his shoulders. “Sure, I don’t care. As long as it’s not anchovies. I hate anchovies.”
He gave Yinsen a distinct dude, I know that look before placing the order for two large pepperoni pizza's, stuffed crust. A smirk reappeared as he heard the person on the other end nervously confirm the address he had just mentioned. Must be a new one, most if not all pizza places in the Upper East Side were no longer phased by deliveries to the Stark Tower.
' On it's way..' Bill huffed, stuffing his phone away he raised an eyebrow at his friend. ' Let me guess, your dads are gone and you decided it was a good idea to tinker the blues away.'
"Bit big headed of you to assume that. Some of my employees are quite talented."
' Maybe..' the young man paused to finish off the last bite and offered a charming smile.' If you're still hiring you can find out if my assumption is correct.'
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"Thank you."
' I would say my pleasure but me and fire don't really mix well. So you're welcome will have to do.'
"You’re assuming I’m going to let you come back.”
' Why wouldn't you? I look okay, can eat a ton and can run circles around most of your employees here.'