Jean Havok wasn't a stupid man. Nor a bright one at that.

"That should do it," he said, stepping away from his radio. He found the dial and smiled, he gently turned it… Sparks flew directly at him and onto a paper nearby, sending it to tiny flames. Jean scrambled to put out the flames after switching it off.

He sighed and puffed on his cigarette, sending smoke up, as did the radio. "Okay… maybe not," he mumbled.

Jean Havok lowered his head in defeat; he'd just bug someone else into fixing it so he headed to his room to remove the smoked clothes and clean up. As the blonde removed his shirt and carelessly tossed it onto the floor, he heard a knock.

"Perfect timing," he growled, too lazy to put his shirt back on and rebutton it. 'Whoever it is, I'll beat-'Hebegan thinking until he opened the door. "Kain?"

The black eyes of the younger man shot open to meet the other man's blue eyes before scanning his superior. Fuery bowed his head. "I'm sorry, sir! I didn't know this was your place! I just wanted-"

"Oh great to see you!" Havok beamed, hugging the damp male and dragging him inside away from the rain.

Kain was thrust onto the couch. "I have something for you, my wonderful magic maker," sang Jean.

The black haired main reddened quite noticeably to anyone but the blonde, who remained in high spirits, as he was still recovering from the hug when a broken radio was tossed into his lap. Havok sat next to him on the couch.

"You can fix it, right?" he said with great hope in his eyes, beaming down at the radio, then at the man.

Kain sighed. "So I'm just the repair man? Is that why you're so glad to see me?"

Jean took in the sadness and removed the cigarette from his mouth and leaned closer.

"Not the repair man… my repair man," he smiled, leaning closer still and kissing Kain on the cheek.

Kain's eyes widened and he immediately stood up, radio in hands.

"Tools are on the table," said Jean as he calmly placed the cig back in his mouth, grinning to himself.

"Yes sir!"

Fuery rushed to get to work… anything to avoid facing that again while caught off guard.