❤️‍🔥✝️Metro-mind✝️❤️‍🔥

✝️🤫THe NiGhT sKy🤫✝️

Notes: if you are reading this in your spare time.... I hope you have a nice day/night (also hmu ✨)

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Cold air, neon lights reflecting in the puddles, metrocity stayed awake in the night, streets being busy with zooming cars and their great citizens. It's nights like these when Megamind feels most comfortable. Sitting on top of the tallest building, legs dangling over the edge, with a crate of drinks next to him and arms by his sides, supporting him as he leans back on his hands. Gleaming, black nail polish on self-manicured nails, tap softly agains the concrete of the building as the blue beauty stared at the city bellow, in unconditionally hatred.

He had always hated this city, ever since he was just a small boy, why this hatred is remaining to this day? Metro-man. The perfect hero he had been trying to kill and defeat for the last few decades. In recent years he had... stopped being so ...villainous and had been more layback -"retired" he calls it.
His "retirement" has resulted in him not seeing metroman as much as he used to. You would think he'd love not seeing his greatest enemy as much, which he did! Mostly. It may be hard for him to admit that he did miss him, but he did miss him, alot.
He missed their quarrels.
Missed the fights that they would have..... he misses him.

POV: Mega-daddy

My phone rang in the quiet of the wind, reaching out and sliding it to be next to me on the edge. As I looked at the glassed screen that lit up with a decline and accept button, I realised it was Minion calling. With a deep sigh, I pressed 'accept', turning the call on speaker. "Minion... what are you doing calling me, I'm busy-"
"I know sir! I just need to speak for a moment" minion had interrupted me, not that it mattered that much. I thought of declining, but this seemed like the only thing entertaining me. I carefully picked up the phone, black lacquer nails clacking against the sides as the phone rested loosely in his palm, "what is it then?"
"Sir, when are you going to get back to doing crime"
"Minion....." I sighed, rubbing the space between his eyebrows in tiredness.
"I know you said you were ... retired... but I'm just saying, think about it! Think of all the fun we had, the new evil outfits, the thrill of fighting, defeating metroman!" ...the name rang in my ears... my cheeks flushed
"I-...minion.... I don't think you understand, I'm d o n e with crime. I'm retired you remember"
"Sir... you don't actually think any of us at the base, believe that you are done with crime. I'm just saying, think about it." I remained quiet, thoughts buzzing through my head. I want to be a villain again, I do, but something is holding me back. I don't know if it can be exciting again, especially now... now that Metroman has replaced me with some other wannabe-villain. Just the thought of it makes me queasy, "I'll... I'll think about it, okay"
"Thank you! Thank you sir!! That'll be enough!" My friend's excitement rang through the phone, I wonder if my feeling of desiderium was present just as much in my voice as well.
"I need to go, I'll be back by the morning at the latest" he answered, getting small goodbyes by his friend just before he hung up.

POV: third person

He placed his phone down in his lap having the urge to throw it of the building, that urge completely disappeared as soon as he heard a clacker of footsteps from behind him. Megamind didn't even turn around only rolled his eyes, "step any closer, and I'll end your bloodline".

His face was blank till he saw a taller, muscular man, sit beside him on the ledge. Their green eyes expanded as his shoulders tensed and cheeks went pink.
"Don't worry, it's only me", he reassured with a sexy smile, pearly whites shining in the light.

To be continued