#( also the temptation for the corinthian to smack the popsicle out of the child's hand was strong )

[korinthiakos]

@postguilt has sent in this: five times watched:      ( five times the receiver watched the sender while they were working or doing something ) | ’ 𝙵𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 ’ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂. ( accepting !! )

Let's go way back for the first time. The moment Miecz was introduced to Connor and not The Corinthian. Where the wool was pulled over his eyes. Because Miecz did not know who the Corinthian was. The Corinthian observed him, watched Miecz explain how to pronounce his name. Meech. Federal Agent. He saw it when Miecz was getting money from his wallet. And then the Corinthian watched him eventually walk away with his coffee. Meech. Miecz. Hm.

The second time around was a simple thing. He might've watched him in his dreams. Observing as most nightmares do. But the Corinthian did not change anything. He made sure that the Corinthian was subtle. He left nothing untouched. Not when you're mirroring someone. An exact replica of a background character, or a friend from the past. The reflection of someone that Miecz knew, and not some blond figure standing there. It seemed that Miecz had probably fallen asleep doing his work at his desk right at home. Oh, how did he know that exactly? This leads into the third time ( which is technically the second time and the dream would be the third time but I ain't going to try and delete this whole thing-- Tumblr can fuck off. ) He stood under a street light, the darkness devouring everything else that wasn't being saved by a mere light that made moths go crazy over about. Hello, You. The Corinthian thought, craning his head to see the Federal Agent work. He brought a cigarette to his lips and sucked in the nicotine that burns his lungs satisfyingly.

The fourth time is a crime scene, specifically the crime scene that was notoriously surrounding the Corinthian case for Miecz. ( & his partner, Samson. The work wife needs a little shout out. ) It was a romantic gesture, and Miecz deserves something romantic. Roses spelling out his name. A card written in blood. And soon he would see the romantic gesture. He bit into his popsicle, teeth digging in. He doesn't get brain freeze, and a child just stared at him, completely in awe, who has a popsicle in their hand too. No mother in sight. He offered the popsicle and said: "Heeey. For another popsicle, a little bitten in. Do you think you can ask that man over there that I said Hi? And that there will be another one. And if he says who you are talking about? Just say: Meechy Peechy. He'll get the hint."

And the fifth time, a boring one, coffee in hand, eye mouths boring into the back of a profiler who is so keen on putting his entire attention on his work rather than him. Corinthian huffed, drank the rest of the coffee and puts it aside. If Scully ( one of Miecz's cats ) smacks it off the table, not his fault. He leans down, grabs Miecz's jaw and angles it in a way that the Corinthian could make his move and kiss his lips. He'll be watching him this time.