“Well, this is hardly difficult,” Edge said crisply. He pointed at Blue. “Fuck.”
“Edge!” Blue scolded, but a deep blush had settled in his cheekbones.
Edge smirked, lifting a brow-bone. “Do you have a problem with fucking me?” he asked.
Blue stuttered for a moment, then puffed himself up, glowering. “Not at all.”
He spoke in such earnest, that Edge found himself a little taken aback. He quickly cleared his throat before turning to Blackberry. “Marry. Heavens forbid I ever wed someone who doesn’t know their way around a kitchen.”
Blackberry simpered, folding his arms. “Wise choice.”
“Indeed, and…” Edge turned to give Comic an apologetic smile. “I apologise.”
Comic shrugged, grinning. “hey. at least you spared me having to fuck you.”
Edge merely rolled his eyes, but Blue scoffed, looking outraged. “Speak for yourself!” Standing, he took Edge’s hand, guiding him towards to stairs. “Come, Edge. Let’s see if I can make them hear how unlucky they are.”
From this F/M/K ask meme. (I’m sorry if it takes me a while to get through these! I still have a few sitting in my ask box, but I’m probably not going to be able to get them done for a couple of days still.)