Don't Be Bashful, I Don't Bite
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"Don't Be Bashful, I Don't Bite"
Who: Mohinder, Sylar, etc
He's nervous, sitting in the car for almost half an hour.. The man on the phone had been the only one, so far, that would talk to him. Well, besides Nathan Petrelli's brother, of course. Not that the boy had anything to really go on. Zane Taylor might very well be the key that he needs to find so that his research makes sense again. So that he can carry on with his father's work.
Pulling up his jacket, though it's not really that cold at all in Virginia, Mohinder raps lightly on the door and waits. He can hear movement in there and it causes him to rock forward on his toes, teeth indenting the inside of his lower lip.
Who: Mohinder, Sylar, etc
He's nervous, sitting in the car for almost half an hour.. The man on the phone had been the only one, so far, that would talk to him. Well, besides Nathan Petrelli's brother, of course. Not that the boy had anything to really go on. Zane Taylor might very well be the key that he needs to find so that his research makes sense again. So that he can carry on with his father's work.
Pulling up his jacket, though it's not really that cold at all in Virginia, Mohinder raps lightly on the door and waits. He can hear movement in there and it causes him to rock forward on his toes, teeth indenting the inside of his lower lip.
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Date: 2011-09-06 10:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-06 11:33 pm (UTC)"Why...how... I don't... I suppose I'm not sure why you're interested." And he's a bit worried that it's only because of his research.
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Date: 2011-09-06 11:46 pm (UTC)"You're kidding, right?" He brushes a handful of curls out of his face and looks away, feigning embarrassment. He'd like to watch his face as he goes through his reasons, but now that he's not desperately warring for possession of Mohinder's mouth, his sensibilities have returned at least somewhat. "You're beautiful. Smart -- most people don't even bother trying to keep up with me. And you make me laugh. I don't think anyone's managed to do that in a long time."
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Date: 2011-09-07 12:08 am (UTC)It's why he usually goes for bigger men. The protective sort. That's probably just biology trying to save Mohinder from his own terrible ideas.
"You're very kind, Zane. It's my pleasure, really."
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Date: 2011-09-07 12:13 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-09-07 12:30 am (UTC)They'd in bed a few minutes later, shirts off, and Mohinder's fingers immediately go for the patch of hair on the other man's chest. "Do you believe in fate? No, that sounds frighteningly committal. It's not how I mean it. It's just-- You called. You've been the only one. You'll get Dale to open up. You--" touch me every place I love to be touched. "It seems like fate is all."
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Date: 2011-09-07 12:51 am (UTC)"I do," he murmurs, his fingers ghosting up over his spine. A beat and then he corrects, "Believe in fate, I mean. Some things are just -- just destine to happen. Some people ... "
Even if he's technically screwing with Mohinder's fate as much as he is time, their paths were meant to cross. Their paths will always cross. It's how it's meant to be, regardless of anything he does to speed it along. Even in the case of the other Mohinder, the one things didn't quite work out with, he knows that they would have met again if he'd stayed -- or he and his other self would have, if he'd let him live. It's the natural order of the universe.
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Date: 2011-09-07 01:13 am (UTC)Not that Zane knows him enough for any of that. Mohinder can be allowed to be a little romantic, right?
"Yes. We seem to have so much in common. I'm not sure why. I'm certainly not into rock music as you obviously are."
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Date: 2011-09-07 09:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-07 09:28 am (UTC)"When we're done with this list...what do you think you'll do? Melt down the rest of your things?"
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Date: 2011-09-07 08:20 pm (UTC)Which, again, is the truth. A part of him just assumed he and Mohinder would travel the country forever. He always assumed the Indian's list was long enough.
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Date: 2011-09-07 08:52 pm (UTC)"What did you use to do?"
It's standard stuff. Mohinder is interested.
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Date: 2011-09-07 10:42 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2011-09-07 11:07 pm (UTC)That said, he shifts back away from him a bit, his mouth pressing into a thin, thoughtful line as he debates telling him the truth. On one hand, it's probably better that he does before they sleep together, but on the other, he has no proof any claims that he's reformed are true. Dale is still alive, sure, but that could be blamed on the fact that Mohinder was right there. And while he has the ring, carefully shifted into his skin so that Mohinder wouldn't be able to see it when he took his shirt off, he wonders if it would hold any weight as young as the Indian and their history together are.
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Date: 2011-09-07 11:12 pm (UTC)No man wants to try to enter a romantic relationship unemployed. Mohinder decides he'll be a little less equal from not on with sharing expenses.
Grabbing Zane's hand, he notes the callouses on his fingers and sets the digits back against his ribs. "Don't go."
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Date: 2011-09-07 11:15 pm (UTC)And not about money, as much as he wishes it were that simple.
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Date: 2011-09-07 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-08 12:00 am (UTC)"I need to tell you something, but I don't want you to be afraid." It's a silly thing to ask of him, he knows -- Mohinder's going to panic the second he tells him, if not beforehand -- but he can't help it. It's human nature to preface things like this with things like that and, as much as he likens himself to God, he is still human. He only hopes he can control the damage or, more specifically, the fear.
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Date: 2011-09-08 12:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-08 12:19 am (UTC)He straightens slowly, losing the awkwardness he carried around around for all to see while pretending to be the musician. His eyes are old now, sharp and knowing, his presence overwhelming. If they were somewhere public, all eyes would turn to him now, however briefly, and through no use of power. Predators just tend to draw attention, and that's most definitely what he seems to be now, having gone from kitten to tiger in all the time it took to sit up straight.
"You wanted to talk to your father's murderer. So talk." A beat, and then he amends, "And before you start, no, this isn't a joke. My name is Sylar." As far as he can remember, this time around Mohinder never named his father's killer, so the fact that 'Zane' knows it should be as good a tip off as any.
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Date: 2011-09-08 12:27 am (UTC)Everything hurts, from the tip of his tongue to the base of his spine.
"Sylar--" No one but Mohinder can ever say his name like that. It's soft. It's beautiful. And it's incredibly frightened. Almost bitter. He nearly cracks his head open trying to get away.
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Date: 2011-09-08 12:32 am (UTC)"So much for not being afraid, but I wasn't expecting much," he mutters, planting his hands behind him on the bed so he can lean back on them. "I'm not going to hurt you, Mohinder. Or Dale. Or whoever else. Do you really think I would've told you the truth if I planned on any of that?"
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