Mohinder couldn't erase the glow from his cheeks or change the way he cradled the phone when Matt spoke with him. Molly had already gone off to play with the promise of another hair braiding session in an hour or so and Mohinder complied before his attention returned completely to the voice coming through the receiver.
"You will. I'd hate for you to eat alone. I know you'd just grab a poptart." A tease, just a light one, but still a tease. Mohinder couldn't shake the giddy feeling. He didn't exactly want to, though. "I made chicken samosas for Molly. They heat up well enough. And there's quite a lot of rice left over."
Mohinder paused, not sure if there were other things to so or if it was right to keep Matt from his job any longer than he had to.
"Just... Be safe." He hung up the phone without getting too mushy or emotional and finished his evening off with ice cream and hair braiding and a bedtime story about elephants. Molly got two kisses, one from Mohinder and one from Matt by proxy. "I love you, sweetheart," he said, mimicking what Matt often called the little girl and after her night light was on, he went to take a nap on the sofa.
Waking just after midnight when he heard the key in the door, Mohinder jumped up (as if he could hide his thoughts from a telepath) and rushed into the bathroom to clean himself up a bit. He couldn't do much about his hair, but he did swish some mouthwash and made it out just as Matt was taking off his suit jacket.
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"You will. I'd hate for you to eat alone. I know you'd just grab a poptart." A tease, just a light one, but still a tease. Mohinder couldn't shake the giddy feeling. He didn't exactly want to, though. "I made chicken samosas for Molly. They heat up well enough. And there's quite a lot of rice left over."
Mohinder paused, not sure if there were other things to so or if it was right to keep Matt from his job any longer than he had to.
"Just... Be safe." He hung up the phone without getting too mushy or emotional and finished his evening off with ice cream and hair braiding and a bedtime story about elephants. Molly got two kisses, one from Mohinder and one from Matt by proxy. "I love you, sweetheart," he said, mimicking what Matt often called the little girl and after her night light was on, he went to take a nap on the sofa.
Waking just after midnight when he heard the key in the door, Mohinder jumped up (as if he could hide his thoughts from a telepath) and rushed into the bathroom to clean himself up a bit. He couldn't do much about his hair, but he did swish some mouthwash and made it out just as Matt was taking off his suit jacket.
"Did you nail him?" Was that the proper term?