( Stefano knows better than to refill a glass tipped back just-so. He prides himself on knowing the edges of every situation. He knows why he invited Stephen. There was very little pretense behind it. Get a load of his picture. Stephen bit the hook he dangled. He expected nothing less.
What he needs today is an escape from disappointing his son, angering his ex-wife, inexplicably saying the wrong thing to his brother again.
Stefan takes the glass from him, and his own, filled glass, and sets them aside. They clang lightly against the bureau. He takes the time to cork the bottle as well, preserve anything he can. Perhaps, they'll have a drink after.
Untucking his barely buttoned shirt, he smirks at Stephen, finding his eyes in the mirror. He turns, nibbling his lower lip, eyelids barely raising as he takes steps back to plant himself in front of him once again. )
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Date: 2025-06-12 06:37 pm (UTC)What he needs today is an escape from disappointing his son, angering his ex-wife, inexplicably saying the wrong thing to his brother again.
Stefan takes the glass from him, and his own, filled glass, and sets them aside. They clang lightly against the bureau. He takes the time to cork the bottle as well, preserve anything he can. Perhaps, they'll have a drink after.
Untucking his barely buttoned shirt, he smirks at Stephen, finding his eyes in the mirror. He turns, nibbling his lower lip, eyelids barely raising as he takes steps back to plant himself in front of him once again. )
Are you saying I've aged like fine wine, Stephen?