Malcolm x Raylan: Cowboy Surprise

Art was suspicious right off the bat when Raylan took a week off with the express note that his phone would be Out Of Order til the next Monday, but the Chief Marshal wasn't going to look gift horses in the mouth. Not when it suggested he'd have a few days of peace, until Raylan caved to turning his phone back on again. Still, he watched the younger Marshal walk out of the office and promised himself to check into the state of Harlan within 3 days to make sure that the place wasn't on fire. The smoke would reach him before he called, he was sure.
But Art didn't have much to worry about - Raylan had no plans on staying in the state for his vacation, beyond one day spent closing up Arlo's and securing it the best way he could before getting on a plane to New York City. He wanted to surprise Malcolm - it'd been near two months since they'd last seen each other and frankly, Raylan was tired of missing him. They'd called and texted, stayed in a fairly consistent, if odd houred, touch but it wasn't the same.
Once he landed, Raylan rented a car and navigated his way towards Malcolm's apartment, stopping to grab a bouquet of flowers. It was.. Extra, but Raylan didn't want to show up empty handed, just in case. Thirty minutes later, Malcolm's door buzzer was being hit, like Raylan was here to deliver something. Well, he was, but that was half the fun.

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"I have a pretty good memory," he noted fidgeting slightly. "That probably helps." A further beat. "And I didn't really have friends so, you know. There was a lot of time for reading."
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"Good that you got your practice in, considering your career choice. The memory helps." Raylan's smile pulled. "I hear good things about the public library here too. Think we can fit that on the agenda? I don't know where things are situated out here but I'd like to see the building, at least."
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"You want to go to the library? I love the library!" he enthused, perhaps a little too loudly. He glanced around and dialled it back. "We can definitely go there; I'd love to show you that."
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"Always blows my mind, people building big shit like this the hard way. It is impressive," he continued with another little nod.
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Stopping next to him inside the arch, he looked up when Raylan did and nodded at his remark.
"Speaking of French monuments in New York, have you ever been to the Statue of Liberty? I don't think you're allowed to vacation here without seeing it. They might stop you on your way out of town and turn you back," he teased.
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He shook his head at the question. "Never got around to it. Doesn't really feel like I need to - not with the gift shops here to the brim with shirts, snow globes, stickers and whatever else they can stick her on. I'd be more into the ferry that got us there. But I'm not vacationing here, I'm vacationing with you so I think we can get around it."
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"I'm a destination?" he surmised. "How am I doing at that?"
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"Do you want to get a coffee or something? There's a very New York sort of hipster coffee bar just across the street."
Raylan hadn't finished his lunch and the coffee was good there.
"We could even just get a cup to go, if you'd prefer to keep walking."
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It didn't seem like something Malcolm would do normally, and Raylan understood that it was for his sake they were out.
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"About four nights ago," he said, then explained. "I walk at night if I can't sleep. Sometimes I just can't fall asleep to even get woken up by night terrors. My brain just... races and.... I need to move. So I walk."
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"I'm glad to hear you don't pace around in your apartment. Floors are too nice for trenches to be worn in."
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And granted he hadn't spent that many nights with Raylan, but none of those had featured his trademark inability to sleep.......
He shook off the notion. There wasn't enough data to leap to that assumption yet.
"Do you just want black coffee?" he asked, pushing open the door to the cafe. He was probably going to go for tea, at that time of day. He had to be careful. Even if he was going to be warm that night.
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"Only way to take it." Malcolm would never catch Raylan drinking creamed or sugared coffee. "Maybe I'll get to finish this one."
There was a half drank beer warming on Malcolm's counter.
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"Any particular roast?" he asked, gesturing to the chalkboard above the counter that laid out roasts of varying origins and darkness. While he let Raylan read those over, he leaned into the counter.
"Do you still have that herbal tea with rosehip, hibiscus and cherry?"
The girl behind the counter said they did.
"I'll have one of those to go, please. And whatever he wants," he added tilting his head towards Raylan and then looking at him as he took his wallet out of his inside jacket pocket.
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"Just a medium black coffee of.. whatever you like the best." He just wanted some coffee.
As Malcolm paid, Raylan turned his attention onto him with a soft voice. "I can't understand half of what's on that board."
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Malcolm nodded at Raylan's remark. "It basically just says 'coffee' fifty times," he admitted. "I don't know too many palettes that can distinguish between a dark roast from Equador and a medium roast from Guatemala..." He smirked a little. "But I'm pretty sure there are people in this neighbourhood who'd say they can."
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"Like wine tastings, huh." Raylan smirked. "I'm sure someone cares about why they're paying eight dollars for a coffee. Gives them something to do that isn't bitchin' about it. I can see paying it for tea but.."
Coffee was literally everywhere, it seemed.
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He now needed to be sure.
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"Blows my mind what people will do to be unique with coffee." It was very nearly an admonishment. "This isn't bad though. I'll reevaluate the position of your french press on my preference list once I get through with it."
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Once they were walking again, he wrapped his hands around the cup. He looked over. "If we head back the long way around the park, we'll get to my place with about an hour and a half to get ready, give or take."
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BAT. BASEBALL BAT. Shit, myself. :|
i knew what u meant <3
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He's gonna stop him before they hit the stairs.
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