Fic: Don’t You Forget About Me (Ao3 Link)
Fandom: DC’s Legends of Tomorrow, Irish Mythology
Pairing: Mick Rory/Leonard Snart
Summary: After Len, nothing seems to be going right for Mick. He keeps going listlessly -
- at least until something cold as death starts crawling into his bed.
(In which Mick Rory braves the Sidhe to win back his True Love)
After Len died, everything sort of stopped, for Mick.
Oh, he kept going, kept fighting, kept up with the great and noble mission to which he had been consigned by destiny and by Len. The flesh of him kept right on going.
It was the spirit of him that came to a halt.
He stopped caring about the things that made him happy, before; stopped caring about the game, or food, or even fun; stopped caring all too much about being alive.
But he kept going and time, wicked time, starts healing even his most dire wounds.
Mick had a chair in his room - big, comfy, just the way he liked it. It was good that it was so comfy, because he slept there, now, forsaking the bed in his cabin.
The bed that had been his and his Lenny’s both.