it wasnât like JOKING and playing and flirting were unusual for fox. maybe a little too CONSTANT , actually , if you asked some people. however , whenever mickey was around it was like he completely forgot how to FUNCTION like a normal human. he supposed he did a good job , but he chose his words carefully and was almost always oblivious to any flirting on mickeyâs end. they were both , basically , messes. but fox couldnât get enough of being around him , and would take being embarrassed and flustered any day if it meant seeing the other. â is there anyone that would go as good as me ? â he asks. â actually ⏠DONâT answer that but instead note that i would haunt the fuck out of anyone that tried to take my place. â what was his place , exactly ? he didnât really know , but he HAD one. he knew he did. his cheeks pull a faint red blush , and fox is praying to all hell that the sunlight is reflecting in away that makes it go unnoticed by mickey. then again , they were CLOSE and the sun was setting. hopefully , at least , he wouldnât notice. â i heard celebrities take this cruise sometime , you know. how am i supposed to compete if you look into the audience and itâs me , and then ryan gosling watching ? â he speaks , voice dramatic and theatrical. however , the nerves quickly shot up again because shit , mickey was smooth and fox was so WEAK for it. â youâd be a prince with a terrible reputation , thatâs for sure. â he points out. the closeness of their bodies didnât help foxâs rising nervousness , and he brought that one on himself. â no worries , though , because you , my heroic prince , have officially kept me safe. â arms still around mickey , he doesnât bother dropping them because at this point , why drop the act when itâs got them so CLOSE together ? â i canât let go of you , though. might drown and the thought makes me very nervous. and then if i get nervous , thatâll make me drown ! itâs not safe. â he speaks completely seriously , though he flashes a coy grin at mickey. without really REALIZING what heâs doing , foxâs hand that at the nap of the others neck begins to play with his hair , mindless twirling the ends around his fingers. â iâm sure theyâll invent water-resistant hair gel. â he points out. â although now you look like a greaser which is pretty hot so really , you canât go wrong. â fox never really MINDED when his thoughts just slipped out ,but he found himself questioning every word he spoke. god , he hated it. why wouldnât it be like any other mindless situation ? â mm. â he grins softly , shoulders shrugging. â just speaking the truth. â and it really was true , in foxâs eyes. not just about the HAIR , but he didnât need to elaborate on that.  â itâs contracted by law of my personality to only be truthful about things. â IRONIC. â so. i canât help it. âÂ
    the ATTRACTION that mickey felt for fox was often one that frightened him more than he would like to admit and part of the reason why he tried not to delve so deep into it. even so, it was a train of thought that proved to be extremely PROMINENT whenever he was laying in his bed at night and trying to fall asleep. flirting came easy to mickey like breathing and his charm seemed to work on whoever he had his sights set on at that time. mickey couldnât remember a time when he fumbled over his words or hesitated in his actions with anyone else and yet, it was happening all too frequently whenever he was around fox. there was the all TOO common feeling of needing to impress the other and keep up the humorous facade that got him his job in the first place. there was something different about fox that mickey couldnât quite put his finger on, but all he knew for sure was that his company was one he thrived in and when he wasnât around the brunette, he most definitely yearned to be and looked forward to the next time he would. flirting was different with fox and though he often ran the risk of looking like a complete fool, mickey oddly found it refreshing. brown hues studied foxâs features as he spoke and he let his eyebrows rise in amusement before letting a chuckle escape past his lips with a slight shake of his head. â youâre one of a kind, babe. donât think i could replace you even if i tried. besides, who would laugh at my shitty jokes ?? â he tried to wave off the sincerity of his statement with a throwaway joke to lessen the INTENSITY but mickey meant all of what he said. even with the retreating sunlight, the light pink flush to foxâs cheeks were a stand out to mickey and tugged at his heartstrings. his poor impulse control acted before his brain could think of an argument to stop him and mickey watched as his hand come up out of the water and lightly stroke foxâs cheek where the blush appeared with the back of his pointer finger. he opened his mouth to speak ANYTHING remotely of eloquence before the words died on the tip of his tongue and he could only swallow the newfound lump in his throat. dropping his hand, mickey let it retreat back to his side and he grinned at what fox said next. â like thereâs any competition. iâm more of a jake gyllenhaal kind of guy so as long as heâs not on the cruise then you should be in the clear. â mickey teased in an attempt to save his ass from losing his chill moments prior and caressing foxâs face. in his DEFENSE ... fox looked gorgeous with the sunset reflecting off the pool water and into his eyes paired with the pink hue to his cheeks, and mickey was only human. a reminder he kept repeating in his head as fox continued to let his arms loop around mickeyâs shoulders and rest at the nape of his neck. there was the need to be CLOSER because mickey could never reach a point of too much fox and so he brought up his own hand to rest on his hip in a poorly concealed effort to bring the brunette closer. â as long as iâve kept you safe then iâd say iâve done my job. â at foxâs next words a grin was quick to BLOOM across his features. â itâs a good thing i take your safety very seriously and donât mind having you this close. you have stunning eyes, you know. â mickey replied softly, relaxing into the otherâs touch as he played with the hair at the nape of his neck and maintained eye contact. â as long as you think i look hot then thatâs all that really matters, yeah ?? but if weâre being truthful now then i have to say youâre looking particularly gorgeous tonight. itâs contracted by law of my personality too. â mickey teased coyly, eye shining in amusement as he lightly pulled fox closer from his handâs position on his hip.