“Make me.” Marvin says testily crossing his arms and glaring at the other in front of him. The tension in the room could be cut with a butter knife and Marvin was feeling extra sassy that day. Ready for anything the other could do or say to him.
“You know damn well I could.” The man currently without hero suit in his red flannel instead replies. His tone remaining ever calm and without real malice. He took one step closer to the other, but his hands remained relaxed at his sides. In fact, he was almost smiling as he looked at the other. Even disgruntled Marvin was plain old cute and his pan ass wasn’t gonna have a chance to ever actually get mad or remain mad at him.
“You’d not have a single chance if I just…” Strong hands suddenly reach out and scoop Marvin up gently under the shoulders. Holding him just off the ground. Almost like that scene in lion king but Jackie is looking at Marvin with a grin.














