@positivelybeastly continued from x
ㅤㅤWhile waiting for Hank to get a moment, Bobby realizes it's be a very long time since he's heard his friend sing. He's always sung while working hasn't he? Bobby's lips press together in thought as he pulls his smoothie away. Visiting Hang at work after he left the X-Men had been a different setting entirely, not a lot of time of feeling comfortable in private or with your friends around.
ㅤㅤBobby's blue eyes jerk upwards when he hears the shock in Hank's oh. The fact his friend looks utterly floored, any other time Bobby would take it as reaching an unknown challenge. Just to get that expression on his friends face. But the fact, Bobby thinks, it's just from his appearance? The realness of the disbelief causes him to realize just how much of a bad friend he's been.
ㅤㅤSure, life's been busy. Being on separate teams makes everything more difficult. Takes a lot of effort to rearrange things. Make the time. He's done it, he has that ability. He should have made time for Hank too.
ㅤㅤA cheerful smile curves over his lips. " I'm getting the hang of it, it's nice . Krakoa's different from the school, more enjoyable. More ways to help other mutants... " He pauses a few moments to get his thoughts together.
ㅤㅤ" I feel that I'm actually getting a handle on myself. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤHow about--? "
ㅤㅤHe's doing it again, pretending he doesn't notice something. He thought he'd gotten better at not doing it.
ㅤㅤBobby let out a breath, the only sign of his nerves is a faint icy vapor trail mixed within his exhale. Another glimpse of it shows seconds later as Bobby looks down, gripping his straw & tugging at it gently, making it look like he's stirring it instead of it being a tick.
ㅤㅤWhat does he even say? Words only go so far & he's found actions are better or a mixture. Would words even matter? Which ones? There are so many jokes or light japs that flow through his mind, he has to push that urge back before they start popping out.
ㅤㅤㅤㅤHe's gunna wing it. He's good at that right?
ㅤㅤ" I'm sorry, Hank. " Bobby gives him a sad smile, it slowly reaches his blue eyes. " Do you have time to talk? I have a few hours before I have to head out... " His hand raises to rub the back of his head bashfully. " It feels like we should. "