#ethan02

[zkbarnes-blog]

sidekicks || ethan & zion

If he moved quickly enough, they could be there before 10:30.

So he moved quickly. Zion wasn’t a stranger to bars, or the New York nightlife -- he wasn’t a prude, alright, he’d had his share of dark room flirtations -- but exhaustion showed too easily on his face, these days. He had to start this before the sleep hit his eyes. Laptop bag discarded on the couch when he walked in. Fingers quick with the zipper on his slacks; trade them for chinos, un-knot his work-shoes, pull out the good cologne (just one dab). If he moved quickly enough, he could beat his brain to the front lobby. He could get there before his heels dug into the dirt.

Ethan was already in the lobby by the time he left the stairwell. He took a breath that lifted his shoulders and his eyebrows, smile like a shrug. "I don't know how I feel about you playing matchmaker," he said. His face said otherwise, of course. Everything about him tonight said maybe this is worth it, said screw it, I deserve to share my bed. Still. Zion opened the door for the other man -- a bit of a reach -- and then followed him out, where the air was thick like kitchen steam. "You know I do okay on my own, right? I just haven't really been in it, lately."

[happypat]

Level 35 600+ attack 600+ def :(