Stargate Atlantis (Sheppard/McKay)
McKay still checked his reflection a disturbing number of times. John was starting to feel bad and that was not the point of teasing McKay. You teased McKay to see him get all riled up and flustered; to see him angrily looking for words and denouncing the entire human race as morons when he couldn’t.
McKay was taking the bald thing worse than Jennifer dying or the galaxy falling to the Wraith. John didn’t mention it.
Then he had a couple beers while McKay was winning at chess so he did.
McKay looked embarrassed, “You’ve never mocked my appearance before.”
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Curse Rodney McKay and his stupid expressive face. Curse solar flares for that matter, those bastards had a lot to answer for.
“I...lied. You’d thinned out but you weren’t bald,” John tried not to feel bad, “You were supposed to be pissed because it was something you couldn’t change!”
McKay squinted at him angrily, “Why would you say that?”
“Because you and I know how timelines word in a multiverse, Rodney. I was covering up your lie.” Forty thousand years into the future and McKay was still protecting John’s career.
McKay looked at the board, “I’d never leave you behind.”