A/N: Another short little piece! Featuring Mot, Sid, Link and Blink!
Commitment
"All I'm sayin' is that you two bloody well act like you're the 'gehter anyway," Sid said, downing the last of her drink. "You've only really shagged him," she paused, thinking, "well, part from the drunk shags with Link but you get my point Mot babe."
Mot considered the matter, sipping quietly at her own drink. "Suppose you're right," she said eventually. "Not as much fun flirting with others after flirting with him," she admitted, grinning cheekily, "he gets embarrassed a bit too easily."
Sid laughed, "Nothing like Link then."
"Who's not like me," Link asked, coming over and sitting beside them with a fresh drink of his own.
"Blink, bitch-ass," Mot replied, taking another sip of her drink. Link laughed.
"Not even as good looking as me," Link said. "Why you talking 'bout twinny boy anyways?"
"Was saying that he and Mot should consider doin' the whole exclusive thing," Sid shrugged, "considering that they bloody well act like it anyways." Link took a drink, thinking the matter over.
"He could do worse," he shrugged. Mot rolled her eyes, and the matter was considered closed.
XXX
Mot found Blink later on that day, sitting at the edge of the platform, fidgeting with the edge of his top, and looking utterly bored. "Alright Blink?" she called, pushing at her cap slightly, as to push up her hood a little.
Blink turned, and a soft grin crawled on to his face. "Alright Mot," he said, still smiling as she sat down beside him. "Been up to much?"
"Thinking." Mot replied nodding slightly.
"Oh? 'Bout what?"
"Thinkin' 'bout givin' that exclusive thin' a try," she said casually, pausing to close her eyes, not wanting to see Blink's reaction. "Wi' you … if ya want that is."
There was a long pause, in which Mot nervously opened her eyes, to find Blink grinning widely as her.
"As if I'd say no."