Leonard Snart finding out that you, his sister, is in a romantic relationship with Mick Rory.
••• Requested by Anon •••
It was late when Leonard found himself stopping by Mick’s apartment. He had just found a buyer for the expensive diamond necklace that he and Mick had snatched during the robbery of a local jewellery store and wanted to discuss it with him as soon as possible.
He knocked twice on door, the white paint peeling off and sticking to his skin. The familiar heavy footfall could be heard through the door, but Leonard could’ve sworn he heard another pair rushing away before Mick appeared before him.
“Got someone over, partner?” Leonard asked, pushing passed Mick and into his living room. The couch in front of the TV was a mess. A single blanket was disregarded to one side, along with several cushions thrown on the floor. Turning back, Leonard took in Mick’s ruggedness.
His shirt was untucked, his suspenders hung around his waist and his belt was unbuckled. Not to mention his shoes were off and laying by door.
“A lady friend.” Leonard stated.
“What’re you getting at?” Mick said, trying his best to act dumb.
“Don’t lie to me, Mick.” Leonard bit. “I can smell her perfume on you.”
It was true. The strong fragrance was clinging to him like a bee to honey. Leonard liked the scent though. It was a familiar aroma.
Suddenly there was the deafening sound of breaking china.
Leonard rushed to find the source before Mick could stop him. Running through the kitchen, Leonard dashed down the small hall and entered the spare bedroom.
“Hey, bro…” You gave him a half-hearted smile from were you knelt, picking up the pieces of a broken china vase. “What’re you doing here?”
“What’re you - ? Mick…. My sister.” Leonard muttered in realisation, frowning at you from where he stood in the doorway. “My sister!” He repeated, louder this time.
You were dressed in only your underwear and tank top, which you pulled as far down as you could in a feeble attempt to keep your modesty. “Leonard, don’t get mad.”
“You know what, (Y/N)?” Leonard started. “I can’t do this right now. Get back to whatever the hell it was you were doing. I’m leaving.”
He turned back, just in time to run into Mick. “You and I are gonna have a talk tomorrow.” And with that, he left. Forgetting all about the sell he had planned for the diamonds.