Bobby was catching the kiss and then placing it on his heart, melting from the gesture to be dramatic. ⠀ “He wouldn’t mind because I’m giving kudos to his greatest creation.” Bobby wasn’t 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 full of himself, but for the sake of the flirty banter it worked.

I’m glad you agree. I was going to seriously judge you should you have disagreed.

“Scott said I need to improve on my hand-to-hand combat skills . . I was hoping you’d be willing to help me. What do you say, @StalwartBruiser?”

“Well, I love some attention . . especially from a pretty face. So a little more attention wouldn’t hurt a thing.” A casual shrug followed, Bobby fighting hard to hide his grin that desperately wanted to tug at his lips.

“So far I have reason to believe that . . though the jury is still out.” Bobby cooed, sipping from his cup, his crystal blue eyes staying locked on his. ⠀ “Bummed to hear you’re only here for a short time. Me? I’m New York born and raised —— specifically a Long Island boy.”

That my body is tea.

Well he’s never played mutant ball and the stakes could never be higher. We’ll see who the last man standing is. Pssst, it’s gonna be Bobby.

He was beaming from ear to ear now, glad he could impress Oliver. ⠀ “I am constantly outdoing myself, Ollie . . if you paid more attention to me, you’d realize that.”

“I patiently wait for that day.” It was bound to happen, but Bobby never seemed to reap what he sowed —— and thank god for that. ⠀ “It’s good, yeah?” He was feeling rather proud of his creation.