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A Night In

WHO: Sofia Mantega & Julian Hellion
WHERE: Sofia's appartment in the Mac
WHEN: Early Monday evening
WARNINGS: a lot of cuteness
SUMMARY: It is a totally innocent evening of watching films on the sofa.

Sofia had no reason to feel nervous about the evening. It was just going to be a harmless evening, watching films with Julian on the couch. This wasn't supposed to be a big deal. The closer it got to seven o'clock the more Sofia flitted around the room, doing everything from straightening cushions to repositioning the glasses on the table.

By the time she flicked the television on and put the volume on low she was giving herself a firm talking to. 'Get a grip Sofia, what do you really think is going to happen tonight?'

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Julian was seeing more and more of Sofia lately. It was almost like how they'd been in the old days, with...okay, with the major exception that they were actually getting time to do stuff together now.

Which, he actually didn't know what to make of. He just knew he liked it and didn't want it to change.

They weren't going out, which left him with an obvious problem: what the hell did you wear to a night in watching movies? He had no damned clue, that wasn't exactly the type of date he was used to.

Not that this was a date.

Finally he pulled on dark blue jeans and a black bowling-style shirt and made sure his hair didn't look dumb. Then he told himself to stop freaking out so much because he wasn't some sixteen year old idiot hitting on her anymore. And he headed over to her apartment, knocking the door and resisting the urge to run his hand through his hair again.

Sofia opens the door wearing jeans and a simple pink top. Okay, this was easy. She stepped back to let him in. "Hi, you look good." She gestured towards the sofa and went to take a seat there herself. "Do you want a drink or anything?"

Julian smiled when he saw her and stepped inside, and went to sit beside her on the couch.
"Sure," he said. "Whatever you're having." There was a pause while he leaned forward and brushed a hair away from her face. "You look good, too."

"Thanks." She leaned in too. Time seemed to stand still, till she reached for the bottle of the coke and brought it up onto the table. "I got my first paycheck," she managed. "Do you, u, want to pick the first dvd?"

Ah, the eternal minefield of picking which movie to watch when you were with a girl. Julian scanned through the titles until he lit on one that seemed to involve both romance (girlything) and swords (manlything), and he lifted it up.

"How about this?"

The title makes her smile. Julian hasn't gone for the obvious choice of picking up the first romantic comedy he saw.

"I like that," she takes the dvd out of his hand and goes and slides it into the player and comes back and sits down curling her legs up under herself. "I like how much we see each other now."

Julian leaned back, looking comfortable. He was starting to wonder why he’d overthought this at all. There was something easy about hanging out with Sofia, especially these days. By rights it should’ve been awkward, especially after how things had ended between them. Turned out that once they got passed that, it had a way of not really mattering.

Which was weird, but Julian liked it.

“Yeah, I do too,” he said. “You better watch out cause I’m starting to get used to it.” He shot a smile at her and remembered what she’d said before. “So you got your first paycheck. You like working at the coffee house?”

"When we do find a flat, we will have to get used it," Sofia says with an amused look at him. When the menu comes up on the dvd she hits play.

"It's really good for a job. I do get to hear a lot of stories when people stop in for a drink." She settles back against the sofa, close to Julian's arm. "And the coffee is good and strong. You should call in sometime. I can at say hello and serve you coffee."

Julian's arm shifts automatically, going along the top of the sofa behind her. He leans his head back and smiles at her.

"Much more coffee and you're gonna take it as proof I'm an addict," he teases, but rolls his eyes. "Actually, me coming to bug you at work is a great idea. Which cafe is it?"

Sofia took this as an invitation to curl in against him properly on the sofa.

"It's Agnes. She has the most scientific coffee machine I have ever seen."

Were they just talking about something? Because Julian was completely distracted by this sudden...cuddling up, and...

Okay so, maybe it was kind of like a date. He hesitated for just a second, and let his arm drop to go around her shoulders. Hey, if she was cuddling, she probably wouldn't mind and --

OH YEAH they were talking about something.

"Uh, that...scientific how?"

Sofia lifted her head slightly to smile up at him and let him know this was exactly what she had been hoping for. It was a good thing that she had seen this film before as she had a feeling Julian's presence was going to be very distracting.

"There is only one coffee machine and there are a lot of buttons on it that I have not even tried touching yet. There are no labels on them, so I have no idea what will happen if I push them."

Julian hadn’t heard a single word of the movie so far. He just wasn’t even listening. She tilted her head up to him and he smiled back, finding this far more interesting than the under-saturated battle scene going on in the background. He relaxed and laughed at the thought of that machine.

“If I worked there, I would’ve pressed them all. Maybe at the same time. I haven’t even seen it and I wanna know what they do.”

"You would probably have exploded the machine," Sofia says, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I could see you leaving a few jobs that way." All the awkward, shyness that had been underlying in their time alone so far here was gone.

She was probably right. Which made him laugh again, and lean his head back against the sofa. He looked speculative.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence," he said, shooting her a grin. "These days I try to not blow things up unless they really deserve it."

"If I am remembering right, even a toaster can really deserve it if it burns your toast."

"It caught me on a bad day!" Yeah sure it did.

"IS there ever a good day when technology does move quickly for you?"

He couldn't help laughing. "You calling me impatient, beautiful? I got plenty of patience." He glanced down at her. "When it's worth waiting for."

She leaned up until their lips were nearly grazing. Softly, "You've had a lot of patience this time."

His mouth had gone suddenly and inexplicably dry. But he didn't lean back. His fingers flexed against her shoulder, as if they were tempted to bring her closer. Any closer and he'd be kissing her.

...There was a really strong chance that this was a date.

"I've had a lot of incentives."

She has to moisten her lips. "Good," she says softly, "If...there is something, I want it work this time."

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