[open threads] because julian's a social creature and crystal misses him.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

Characters: Julian and YOU.
Setting: The kitchen.
Content: Julian Keller is consistently a hot BAMF. Tonight is probably no exception.
Status: Open and incomplete.



[Julian's just coming through the sliding doors from outside. He's in a nice suit and tie, looking a little worse for wear. Yeah, he was playing Mr. Grown Up in the city, kicking ass and taking names. He didn't tell anyone he'd not be around at all today, in true Julian fashion. And he just got off the phone with another riveting and lovely conversation with his rather pissed off, pushy father.

So he's tired, rubbing one of his eyes with the heel of his hand and loosening his tie with the other, popping the top button of his shirt undone.

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[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[The tap turns into a light hit (Light by Rogue's standards, that is) and she glares at him.] Hey, I know how to use chopsticks! Those ones were just... tricky.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[He flinches a little at the hit, but he settles back towards her, his shoulders shaking a little with laughter.] Sure, sweetheart. I believe you. And I promise only forks on Saturday.

[canstillkickass.livejournal.com]

[She gives him an appraising look before smiling again, hand settling and flattening against his chest.] Okay. So Saturday then.

[kickasstelekine.livejournal.com]

[His eyes fall to her smile for a moment, maybe linger a second too long on her lips. His smile lingers as he looks down and away from the temptation; he reaches to take a drink of his now lukewarm coffee.] I won't disappoint. Dress nice.