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Title: Snags
Fandom: Gundam Iscariot (Original Gundam-Inspired 'Verse)
Pairing/Characters: Jet Zero & Mick Hedone
Rating: Not Rated
Content Notes: CNTW
Prompt: 3 & 5 - wardrobe malfunction
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Jet winced when he heard fabric tearing. He wasn't surprised that he'd snagged his shirt; he'd snagged a lot of shirts over the years while crawling around salvage and this salvage lot was fantastic. Varuna had bought him some truly good stuff. Aside from the three machines that could be repaired, there were parts to make at least two more and then an impressive amount of miscellaneous for shelves or other projects.
Except, at the moment, he was caught on something.
"Mick," he called over the severed legs of an Emeralde, "are you nearby?"
"I'm here," Mick called. The gravity in the hangar was more than halved and it didn't take long for him to bound over. "What's up?"
"I'm caught," Jet replied with a sigh, gesturing at his lower back. "It's already torn, so just get me free?"
"You could have just taken it off," Mick said with a smile as he reached around to find the offending snag.
Jet sighed. "Maybe, and I'll be taking it off anyway../."
Another black t-shirt to mend to go with the pile.
"There," Mick said as he pulled Jet away from the scrap he'd been against, and into his arms. "Doesn't seem that bad, either. But we can run back to your room and-"
"We both know I have spare clothing in the suit lockers."
"Yeah, but I can still suggest it." Mick hadn't let go and while Jet really did want to keep digging around for a bit longer, it wasn't like the salvage scrap was going anywhere.
"You can," Jet said. He leaned against Mick. And he needed to grab a different datapad anyway, and-
"This time I'll accept."
Fandom: Gundam Iscariot (Original Gundam-Inspired 'Verse)
Pairing/Characters: Jet Zero & Mick Hedone
Rating: Not Rated
Content Notes: CNTW
Prompt: 3 & 5 - wardrobe malfunction
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Jet winced when he heard fabric tearing. He wasn't surprised that he'd snagged his shirt; he'd snagged a lot of shirts over the years while crawling around salvage and this salvage lot was fantastic. Varuna had bought him some truly good stuff. Aside from the three machines that could be repaired, there were parts to make at least two more and then an impressive amount of miscellaneous for shelves or other projects.
Except, at the moment, he was caught on something.
"Mick," he called over the severed legs of an Emeralde, "are you nearby?"
"I'm here," Mick called. The gravity in the hangar was more than halved and it didn't take long for him to bound over. "What's up?"
"I'm caught," Jet replied with a sigh, gesturing at his lower back. "It's already torn, so just get me free?"
"You could have just taken it off," Mick said with a smile as he reached around to find the offending snag.
Jet sighed. "Maybe, and I'll be taking it off anyway../."
Another black t-shirt to mend to go with the pile.
"There," Mick said as he pulled Jet away from the scrap he'd been against, and into his arms. "Doesn't seem that bad, either. But we can run back to your room and-"
"We both know I have spare clothing in the suit lockers."
"Yeah, but I can still suggest it." Mick hadn't let go and while Jet really did want to keep digging around for a bit longer, it wasn't like the salvage scrap was going anywhere.
"You can," Jet said. He leaned against Mick. And he needed to grab a different datapad anyway, and-
"This time I'll accept."