Noel woke up the screams and looked at Alfie. "Daddy I want to go home" Sne cried. Zoe screamed out again and the doctor looked to see the stitches were coming out and the pain meds were losing their effect. "Sorry for the alarm" He pulled her up and she cuddled back into Alfke.
Zoe rested against him and looked. They both could have an office or have a guest room. "I like it a lot but we will have to walk through it." anole cuddled into him and Zoe sighed. She wanted to be in his arms so bad.
Zoe smiled and kissed his hand. "Thanks. Just leave it in the box. She is almost done" Noel smiled and finished her food and yawned. "I want to go home." Noel cried and Zoe was wrapped up in her and tried to est her food but Noel was too demanding.
Zoe giggled and shook her head, "monkey what did you do today?" Noel smiled and talked about how she did daddy's makeup for a video. "Really? I think I need to see that soon, maybe you can do mummy's makeup when I get better
"Of course I have a bed, do I look like the kind of guy that sleeps on the floor?" Luka figured he might as well fight fire with fire and prove himself to be more than a door mat. "I... yes. I have that too." Luka swallowed hard. Sebastian and him were complete opposites. Luka had never been with anyone. Ever. He hadn't even had his first kiss that was how inexperienced he was. And here was this beautiful boy, wanting him. "... and then they, well, of course they do. Who wouldn't?" Luka felt his throat constrict as Sebastian pointed out the men he had been with. People that Luka had known or heard about, and they were all much interesting than he was. He didn't want to disappoint Sebastian. He turned his attention back to the other man, and feeling a surge of excitement, he grabbed him by the front of the shirt, pulling him up so that their lips were almost touching. "Get up, then, little prince." The term of endearment was a mockery. Luka was nervous. His hands were clammy, his heart beat loud in his chest, and his eyes were wide, but despite this, he kissed Sebastian firmly. When he let go and pulled away, he stood up and gestured for the younger man to follow.
Luka actually laughed at what Sebastian said. "Not exactly. I have been sharing an apartment with another student for the past few months. It hasn't exactly been working out for me though. I don't move into the dorm for another week. Sorry to disappoint." For the first few years of college, he had lived in a dorm. He chose not to stay there for the majority of the school year and instead resided at his grandmother's. She was his only family, and he had felt the need to take care of her. But now Luka was officially going to live in a dorm. "My flatmate is still on vacation though, so I've been missing the dorm life, but even then, I will have the room all to myself. My roommate switched dorms to be with his old high school mates." Luka's eyebrows shot up at Sebastian's next comment. "You're awfully presumptuous. Do the people you go home with just accept your assumptions?" The stutter had ceased to manifest in his words, which left Luka with a sense of pride. Luka found himself particularly disinteresting, but Sebastian seemed to find something extraordinary within the older man.
Luka rubbed the side of his arm, avoiding Sebastian's eyes for fear that if he looked at them, he would drown in the sea of blue and green. He wasn't sure why he was so amusing to Sebastian, or what could possibly possess the younger man to continue talking to him. It wasn't exactly like Luka was the easiest to talk to. He wasn't particularly funny or clever, perhaps a little too honest, but that was about it. The next set of words made Luka look up. He flushed a bright red and cough the slightest bit. "I... uh... my house..." Luka was like a smitten school girl. "Are y-you saying you want to go to my home?" He was actually looking at Sebastian now, trying to decifer the hidden meaning behind his carefully executed dialogue. As the younger man finished his beverage, Luka eyes the empty bottle carefully. Luka didn't drink. He didn't understand the appeal to what could potentially happen.
"Oh Alison. You're not a burden at all," Noah told her, shaking and smiling lightly at her to reassure her. "You're never a burden." As the two of them walked towards the parlor, he couldn't help himself but smirk at her reaction to the little place. "Not used to small businesses?" he questioned, letting out a small chuckle. He remembered when he went to New York for a day or two that all he recalled seeing was huge businesses because that was what attracted people. "There aren't many huge businesses around here, but the people like it that way," he explained to her as he shoved his hands in his jeans' pockets. "Okay, you can pay this time," he gave in, laughing before smirking. "My friend so happens to work here so maybe he could give us a discount or something," he playfully said, walking towards the counter. Seeing his friend, Bentley, they shared a handshake and then introduced Alison and his friend. "Bentley, meet Alison. Alison, this is one of my childhood friends, Bentley." After that, he ordered a cookie doe ice cream cone. Looking over to Alison, he nodded towards her. "What would you like, Alison?"
Luka shifted uncomfortably as Sebastian's gaze burned into his skin. He had never in his entire life been looked at with such a fathomless intensity. His own eyes flickered from Sebastian to anywhere else, unable to keep contact for too long. They didn't make eye contact until Sebastian spoke again. "Of course I've heard of you. The talk of a devastatingly handsome flirt like you reached even my ears. But I must admit... when I saw you for myself I was a little floored." Luka was unsure as to why he could actually talk to Sebastian, why words came so easily despite his flustered nature. Perhaps it was a side effect of the older man's desire to please. He actually laughed at Sebastian's next set of words. "Me? Possibly sexy? I'm afraid I've given you the wrong impression. I'm about as sexy as a rock, to be honest. As for the second part, you're dead on. But I might fall a little short on the sexy thing. For you, I could try." There was a slight mockery to his tone, but nothing that the younger man should take to heart. "If you want to see me sexy, this is not the place," Luka said. When the words came out he realized how they sounded. "Oh... uh... that may have come across the wrong way."