Mikhail followed Vince back inside and waited as Vince raced up the stairs to get his bag. Londo had wandered in behind them and came up next to Mikhail.
“We can’t be enemies.” Londo said casually as he leaned on the wall.
"Why not?” Mikhail said amused. “You seem pretty hell bent on pissing me off.”
Londo laughed. “Yeah, maybe, but isn’t that what brothers do?”
Mikhail looked at Londo shocked. “What the f**k are you trying to say?”
“Who’s your daddy, pureblood?” Londo drawled at him, grinning.
“None of your f*****g business.”
“It’s in the eyes, man…look at me…same f*****g eyes.”
Mikhail breathed in deeply and raked a hand through his hair, just as Vince came back down the stairs, slowing down as he realised something was going on.
You’re seriously not going to give up on this are
