youve got the love

“Rumour is you're a fag. That true?"

He waited for a sly threat or a coy remark. But in lieu of either, Enzo simply grinned in mirth, a gleam of mischief twinkling in his dark hues.  "Does it matter?"Enzo lazily riposted, corners of his mouth tugging up into an unholy smirk."Am i fucking you?"  His body stiffening at the query, all Mickey could bring himself to do in answer was tilt his head, eyes narrowing incredulously. Enzo huffed out an ebullient chuckle, allowing his eyes to wander again, his lips pressing together tightly.   "Then what’s it to you what I am—”Enzo held a hand firmly against his chest, just over his heart, before he smoothly motioned over at him.”unless i’m fucking you, Mickey?” Enzo slowed his descend once he reached the last step, looking left and right while hollered back at Mickey over his shoulder. Even though he didn’t look back, Mickey could hear the smile in his voice.  "I’m sure you know where I live if you wanna find out, though."