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[ethanstone]

Ethan had a bottle of wine when he showed up on Nathan's doorstep. He didn't want to be rude and not bring anything, and he had remembered that Nathan said Mohinder loved red wine. So he bought the most expensive kind he could find. He had a raise coming anyways, right

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[still_soserious]

Simon let himself in the front door, just a little late getting home from school. He'd stopped to discuss something with one of his teachers, and their talk had gotten more involved and in-depth than he'd expected. He hoped he wasn't late for dinner.

Usually he'd go straight up to his room to set down his satchel, but he decided to look for one of his fathers on the way to apologize for his tardiness. He peeked into the living room as he passed, and stopped, startled. There was a man in there, but one he didn't know. And, he noticed after a moment, one that was pretty darned attractive. A blush rose in his cheeks as his eyes ran over him. "Um. Hi," he said quietly.

[ethanstone]

Ethan spun on heel where he was standing in front of the fireplace, his mouth splitting into a grin when he saw Simon. And, oh, he could
hear that blush painting the young man's cheeks.
Feel it.

"You must be Simon."

Ethan walked over smoothly and took his hand. "Ethan Stone. I'm your father's new assistant and I'm here for dinner. Hope I didn't startle you."

[still_soserious]

His hand burned where the man touched it. He looked into his eyes, then dropped his gaze and swallowed. "It's a pleasure to meet you," he managed to say politely. He felt flustered, and a little bit stupid. Christ, he was acting like a fifteen year old or something. He tried to compose himself, meeting the man's eyes again and holding his gaze steadily.

[ethanstone]

Ethan stuffed his hands into his pockets and gazed right back at the man. "Nice to meet you too, Simon. How old are you?"
Please be over eighteen please be over eighteen...