#roxy eggsy brotp

[secret-agent-bruv]

Roxy: Eggsy, I'm coming with you.

Eggsy: Thank you, Roxy.

Charlie: I'm also coming, Eggsy.

Eggsy: Not necessary.

[ven-archived]

Roggsy (Brotp!) + "No. You. Didn't." (mmkay it's technically 4 words)

“No, you didn’t,” Eggsy looks at her, equal parts amused and wide-eyed with shock, and Roxy smirks as she continues to apply her lipstick. Their eyes meet in the mirror and she raises her eyebrows, resisting the urge to give Eggsy a taste of his own medicine and wink at him.

“You and Merlin?” he asks, leaning against the side of the vanity as she presses her lips together, admires the perfect red and grins at herself, then at Eggsy.

“If you and Harry get your heads out of your arses and get your act together,” she says, snapping closed the clasp of her purse, “You’d have noticed something was going on.”

“You and Merlin,” Eggsy shakes his head, as if still wrapping his head around the idea, “Shit, Rox, you don’t do anything by halves.”

Roxy laughs, tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and then links her arm with Eggsy’s, leads him out to the ballroom where their target - and Harry and Merlin - wait. 

“Must take a lot to impress you,” Eggsy continues, even as his eyes scan the room for Harry - Roxy knows that’s what it is, even if Eggsy brushes it off as reconnaissance. “What’d Merlin do to seduce you, eh?”

“It was really rather the other way around,” Roxy replies airily, and watches with delight as Eggsy nearly trips on his own feet.

“Shit, yeah?” his look of surprise slowly gives way to a smile, and he leans in close, conspiratory. “You gotta show me, then - y’know, for Harry?”

Roxy meets Merlin’s eyes across the room, sees the way he tracks their movements and how his brow furrows with Eggsy leaning in so close to her - and, next to him, Harry’s face doing exactly the same.

“Oh, I think I have some ideas,” Roxy grins.