"That's nice of her, both of my parent's worked in the medical field, so that's pretty cool that your mom was too." He said, not commenting about Evan touching him. In his opinion there was nothing to about it, he really didn't mind and in fact, he thought that it was a sweet gesture. But he wasn't going today anything about it, bt that didn't stop his cheeks from turning a dark shade of red.
He nodded. "Yeah and my sisters a singer. I am mainly an actor but love writing on the side." He didn't mention it either,his ears beginning to burn as he just tried to keep his cool. Still his voice cracked on the word Sisters and his leg began to jiggle a bit out of anxiousness.
"Wow, you really have a talented family." He said with a grin. He looked over at the man, studying him a little bit, He doesn't seem too comfortable right now, it might just be the whole hand thing. "Hey, uhm, Evan you can let me know if I'm making you nervous or something, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable."
"Yeah. Lotsa different people in our family. And, I'm taking advice from my sister right here." He squeezed Graham's hand softly,getting more comfortable with it. "My life had begun to drag down so she told me to take some more risks, but good positive ones like getting the dating app and holding your h-hand." He gulped and took a deep breath,trying to calm himself down. "I'm not rushing anything am I? I don't want to press myself on you."
Graham chuckled a little bit at the last question, "If you were rushing this I would let you know, but if both you and I feel comfortable with it, it's fine then. Well, at least that's my philosophy on that, but uhm, I mean, if you don't feel comfortable with it, then that's okay with me." As he pulled into the parking garage of the man's apartment, he turned to look over at Evan, "But that was really sweet of your sister to do something like that for you."
"Me and Evelyn have always been super close. She gets under my nerves but it's all out of a place of fun and love." He shrugged as his hand slithered away to get out of the car, and then he headed into the back and grabbed his food, and waited for Graham to grab his. "And with our past? I'm really glad I have her by my side."
"That's sweet." He said as he grabbed his food out of the back then struggled to lock his car. After a moment or two he got the key fob to work and he followed Evan to the elevators. "So uhm, what do you want to do when we get to your apartment? Do you want to just eat and have me leave, or uhm, just hang out or something?"
"I'd like you to hang out. I've got Netflix so I'm sure we could find something to watch. American Horror Story or something. Maybe even you could spend the night if you want. I'm not stopping you. Always extra room in my bed. Of course I don't want to rush things but I'd hate to spend such a beautiful night alone." He stepped into the old creaky low maintenance elevator and headed up to his apartment. He kicked off his shoes in the door. It was a small little one bedroom apartment,but some things of interest was the cat tree and bed,where Mozzart lay, and the keyboard and classical music sheets and books stacked next to it. He then headed into the small kitchen and grabbed some plates and cups. "What do you want to drink? I've got coca cola, pepsi,rootbeer, milk,tea,hot cocoa and water."
"As much as I'd love to agree and spend the night, my kid's sitter would be furious with me." Okay, so that's sort of a lie, but well, I wouldn't feel good with doing that so soon, and well, I guess that a decent excuse rather than just saying, 'Not yet' or something, then everything is awkward. And also, I don't know how the kids would react to being powered off for such a long time period "This is a really nice place you have here, I really like it! And, uhm water is just fine, thank you."
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(Sorry! I passed out before I could reply. I'll get that response up right away!)
"Ah of course! Makes sense. I'm surprised you were able to get a sitter this late at night." He dished up his food, and put aside an extra plate for his food. "The rest you can just put in the fridge." He said with a smile as he got himself a soda, and got Graham a cup of ice water. "Sorry my place isn't much-Hi Mottza! Baaaby~" He purred as he picked up his cat, which was stitching himself between his legs. He nuzzled his cat as Mozzart looked down at his food. "No no baby. You've gained enough weight, precious thing." He listened to the cat meow in complain. "I KNOW the food is nummers but you've got enough of a belly!" He set down the cat and grabbed his plate and soda, trying to not trip on his cat as Mozzart followed and Evan continued to tell his cat no. It was really adorable.
"Don't apologize about it, it's fine." He said with a chuckle as he watched the man interact with his cat, "I have to agree with Mozart though, I'd be pretty upset if someone brought delicious food home and said none for me." He said as he sat down at the table and scratched the cat behind his ears. My gods, this man is simply precious, and for some reason he likes me.
He nuzzled his cat as his cat got on the back of the couch and batted at Evans fork. "FINE FINE FINE!" He handed over a piece of beef to his cat. "You happy now, walking pillow?" The cat took it in his mouth and ran off, while Evan shook his head and turned on the TV. "I have Hulu and Netflix. Anything in particular you want to watch?" He asked as he began to eat.
"Meh, no not really. You can watch whatever you'd like." He said eating a bite of his egg foo young. "He is so precious though, I mean, I'd love to have a cat, but well, the boy's aren't ready for it yet. They sort of want one though."
"I'd suggest one that is super friendly. Stay away from siamese and tabby cats, along with marble cats. They tend to choose one person they really like, and then be really mean to other cats. Tortoise shells are pretty friendly, but in all honesty? Black cats. They get the least adopted out in shelters since they are seen as bad luck, so they end up…meeting a very tragic end." He turned on some Full House just as more background noise then anything. "I actually volunteer every wednesday at the local Cat House just down the street. Sundays too. If you'd ever like to take the boys down I could show you around, get them introduced to the cats."
"They'd really like that, and I'm sure they'd like to meet you too. I've mentioned you once or twice and well, they for some reason put two and two together." He said with a shrug, "And well, I've always wanted a black cat before, I mean in my opinion they are so cute and stuff, but well, in a way it's sort of up to the kiddos."
"You have a lot of filler words in your speech, like your nervous or hiding something. I know meeting cute boys for the first time can be difficult BUT just. Relax a bit. I mean have you seen your face? I'm terrified over here if we're basing our nervousness on a looks ratio. So. Just breath. I bet I'm gonna like your kids." He smiled softly as his cat came back and started begging for more, which drew Evan's attention away as he shooed Mottzart away. (I have no idea how to spell the dudes name and at this point i'm having too much fun with my misspellings to care)
"Oh hush." He said rolling his eyes a little bit, "I just well, I worry a lot about that sort of stuff. I guess I was worried about you not even liking me because I have kids. I mean, most people don't want to date a guy who has two kids already, but I guess you…" He trailed off, seeing that the guy wasn't paying attention to him anymore, "Do you think Mozart would like to have a wonton?"
"But I…? And no he's a fat cat. He's SUPPOSED to be on a diet." Mozzart wasn't super fat but his stomach had begun to get near to the ground. "Well continue on. I was listening you know. Your opinion matters to me." He said gently as he returned to eating as the cat sat under his feet and kept meowing. "Don't worry. I'm practically the dad within my own family."
"Okay then, they're just well, a little bit different, but that's okay?" He said with a slightly worried smile. "I mean, it'll be okay I guess, you'll probably like them, I mean I hope you will like them." He moved to scratch the cat behind the ears as he ate, "I mean, he's not that fat, I mean, he's cute."
Evan reached over and kissed Graham's nose. "Hush Cracker. Take a breather. Relax. You're on a nice rainy day date watching full house eating chinese. Don't worry about anything more then just getting to know one another." He then stuffed his face with food to ignore the cherry red tint that began to burn it's way up to his ears.
Graham turned a dark shade of red when the man kissed him, "O-oh okay." He mumbled looking down and away from the man, sort of shocked that the man had kissed him, "I-I uhm, okay, I'll try to relax, for you?" He took another bite of his food, still blushing all the while.
(ahahaha me? Start gay panik? Noooo)
He was glad his kiss has gotten Graham to quiet down. Maybe he'd relax a bit more once they both got over being embarrassed. He hoped he hadn't moved too fast as he scooted away a bit,and took a sip of his soda.
((That's a mood))
Graham was sort of sad that the man moved away, he sort of wanted to cuddle with him, but that'd probably be moving too fast or something. He finished eating his food and placed it back onto the table when he leaned back against the couch.
He glanced at Graham's chest a bit and then let his eyes travel up to the mans face where his eyes lingered for a bit. He finished up and stood up. "You left the food for your boys on the counter. So I'll go put it away for you." He smiled and walked over to the kitchen, put the food in the fridge, and then went back over to the couch, planting himself right next to Graham.