#[[ bc this is NICE™ and he wants to enjoy it x33 ]]

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RICK PRIME'S BIRTHDAY EVENT || Selectively accepting !

@mcltiples sent:

Normally Rick would've chosen to spend this particular day alone. Since, well, no one else seemed interested in celebrating with him. He didn't have many friends. At least, up until recently.

It was a habit now to just portal into the other's hideout. Unannounced and walking in as if he owned the place. It's just how he was. And his counterpart was the same.

Sliding up next to the workstation, he plopped down a twelve pack of beer onto the surface. Directly in the other's line of sight. As if he were tempting the other to stop whatever it was he was doing.

"Before you get any funny ideas, I'm not going to say anything weird and I'm not wasted," He chuckled. Their last encounter was a blur, but he remembered what he had said far too clearly. "I just want to share a drink with the worst guy I know,"

The words were lighthearted as he took one of the cans and opened it up. "I'm not sure if birthdays are your thing, but, if it's not, we're just doing a hang out, and if it is your thing -- happy birthday."

As he said those two words, those bright blue eyes of his sparkled in a certain way. A certain emotion that he would keep locked away. For now, at least.

{ To your Weird Rick from my Weird Rick xD }

For once, Rick had been expecting his counterpart's unannounced visit. He had guessed that the other would have paid him a visit, considering what day it was, and maybe he had even been hoping for it.

Of course, he would have ever admitted that last part, not even to himself. However, after what had passed between them on Thanksgiving, he felt a little freer to crave his mirror image's company. They were...friends, sort of, now, weren't they? And there was nothing weird in wanting to spend some time with a friend.

Never mind all the other feelings and thoughts he had. About his counterpart, but also about them.

It took him a conscious effort not to openly grin when the twelve-pack was set on his work desk and, especially, not to instantly look away from his project to put all his attention on his long awaited company. They had a silent agreement about what should not be acknowledged, after all. And that also went for too explicit or revealing reactions.

...Did they?

The doubt bounced around his mind for a few moments at the mention of that night, confused and caught of guard, and perhaps a little anxious too, but he forced himself to stomp his inner turmoil down. Better to let it slide and pretend it hadn't happened. It was easier and more fitting for them.

And it was safer.

"Oh, aren't you sweet," he teased, lifting his gaze to finally look at his counterpart. The words held not real malice or mockery, but were instead fully good-natured. "Stopping by just to see me. And fully sober. I should mark this date on the calendar!"

And who knows whatever reasons to secretly remember that day he would have by the the end of the night. They might both be fully sober now, but that wasn't going to last. He knew from experience by now.

Were birthdays his thing? Good question. He had never thought about it, not seriously. It was an excuse for him to indulge in his own whims even more than he usually did, but there had never been anything more to it. As for how it used to be in his old life...That was something he preferred not to think about.

However, maybe, for this once, he could have decided that birthdays were his thing. Just to get to celebrate their shared one with this man.

Swiftly, he stood up from his chair, leaning forward into his counterpart's personal space. He made sure that their bodies didn't touch at all, even if their faces were so close that they could feel each other's breaths against their skin.

"I believe we still have a couple of movies to watch on our list," he went on with a hum, easily dislodging two bottles from the package with one hand. "Soooo...let's hang out."

He handed one of the beers to his other self and offered his own for a toast.

"Happy birthday. To us."

And if that last two words could have more than one meaning, he would pretend to be completely unaware of what they might have implied.