The Storm

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"Mohinder! Mohinder!  It's too much!" the little girl protested from her bedroom after one of her adoptive fathers (paper work having gone through thanks to Matt's singular talent) nearly tackled her to rub sunscreen into her fair skin.  "I can't breathe!  It's in my nose!"

Mohinder more or less ignored her cries, rubbing more of the white cream into the areas behind her ears.  "You'll thank me when you're not a lobster tomorrow."

"But we're wasting time!  Matt's already pulled up the car and packed it!"  She might be young, but that didn't mean she wasn't already imagining herself like the girls on the Disney Channel with tanned skin and sun-bleached hair.  It'd started with lipstick and red nail polish and a two piece bathing suit he'd given into only because he's force her to wear a little jacket when not in the water.  And a hat.

"He'll wait for us," Mohinder said as he clucked his tongue, dressed in white shorts and an orange collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up, though left open with his chest bare beneath.  He had on a pair of sandals too, certainly looking ready for the beach.  If only Molly would cooperate!

"And if he doesn't?"

"We'll think of a proper punishment.  All right, there you are, bring a change of shoes in case the car gets too cold on the drive."

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It'd been awhile since Mohinder totally misunderstood everything so...why not now? He drew away from Matt immediately and glanced upwards. "No fan, I'll see if I can change the thermostat--" He was already out of bed, nude and beautiful in the half darkness, padding across high traffic carpet to the dials.

He'd not meant to overheat them both and while he was a little sweaty, he was all right continuing to be.

Some people found that uncomfortable however. And while he was up, he might as well dispose of the condom too before it made a mess or Molly found it. how unfortunate would that be? He was at the wall when he heard a little start in the back of his head from Matt and blinked. Understanding. "O-Oh."

He blinked at the other man, twice, teeth flashing in the darkness.

"Oh! Well. Thank you. I'm rather tempted to admit I find you to be the same. Not insanely, perhaps, but just the right amount to-- Then again, you know exactly what it is I think about when I look at you."

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Wow, he was ridiculous. It was kind of Mohinder's thing to take things at face value, but Matt really hadn't expected him to manage to twist that one, so the mental clarification was a little like a flick on the nose.

He stretched his arms up in the air before he sat up, watching Mohinder with a smile that was clearly both fond and amused. It turned a bit softer when he tilted his head slightly down to answer.

"Not exactly. I mean, not always. I try to not be in your head all the time, you know."

Could be personal. Intrusive, in a way. Then again it seemed a lot of whatever boundaries they'd had were blurring out or being erased altogether, something that was emphasized in the way Matt gestured for Mohinder to return to the bed.

"Get back here, will you? Or else you're just being cold."

Oh look, complete with a stupid little grin.

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There was nothing invasive about Matt, now that Mohinder's greatest secret had already been revealed and accepted. He enjoyed the intimacy and he told Matt so as he returned to bed to lace dark fingers with light ones.

A great deal of time spent naked in bed was exactly what Mohinder wanted and needed and so he hardly felt bad about it. Until he fell asleep of course. Molly was still with Daphne and any more than a few hours was just too much on the woman.

His dreams were even keeled, his thoughts of Molly and of Matt and of a great big house with trees. There were no bleeding edges, no broken beer bottle grass or ashy sky. Everything was perfection for once.

Until that doorknob turned in the other room and a sweet little voice called out their names.

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Lots of sleeping that day, apparently. Matt didn't sleep himself so much as dose, but it was a pleasant drift when he was on it and even moreso from being curled up with Mohinder in that lazily content fashion that suited both of them.

Whether it was female voices in his head or Mohinder's dream or a combination that had Matt eventually slip out of that tangle thinking of their daughter was difficult to say, but he'd just managed to get his jeans on when he heard Molly's actual, verbal voice.

Some half-decent timing for once, he figured, and threw a shirt on (hurriedly and inside-out) when he went out to give the girl a hug. She happily threw herself into his arms, a few pencils in one hand and a small box of candy in the other. He drew back with a sunny smile that she returned.

"Hey, sweetheart, I was just about to get you."

Molly seemed a little skeptical at this, and Daphne, who was leaning against the door frame with her hands on her hips and looking entirely too comfortable that way to make Matt happy, raised her eyebrows.

"You don't have any shoes on", Molly pointed out, and Matt ignored Daphne's knowing smirk to hopefully figure out a way to not have to explain why his shoes were probably tumbled beneath the bed in the next room over. Yeah, Molly had the basics figured out. Yes, Molly was really bright. No, they hadn't had the sex talk yet and no, Matt had no intention of sharing any details of his with his daughter.

"What, is that a crime now?" he teased her and she rolled her eyes and seemed to accept the non-answer, turning from him to take a book Daphne was holding to go and put it in her own room.

Matt straightened, watching Daphne with some distance when she took a step towards him, hands behind her back now. "Glad you spent your time wisely", she teased, and when Matt looked ready to interject with something she quickly deflected it. "Hey, I'm just saying! 'Sides, I figured you'd want her back before I run. I do have other things to do, you know. Even if she is a cutie pie."

Arthur would be pleased, she knew. That's the main reason she was. If she did her jobs right (and how easy this one was, if a bit boring) she got her rewards. It was an easy calculation. Of course, she didn't know about the end step to this particular plan, but what you don't know, right?

And after a moment, from Molly's room in a tone that was eerily similar to Mohinder's mom's, "Is Mohinder asleep again?"

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The scuffle of feet and the sudden rush of Matt out of bed and into clothing certainly wasn't conducive for Mohinder to remain at rest. He was, however, far slower in rising, far slower at finding his jeans and far slower at getting them on.

A little niggling voice asking after his sleeping habits in that horrible way that his mother had left him chilled. Tell her that this is what drinking does to you and wine should never be on her list of need to try things, Mohinder thought in a grumble.

He had a terrible headache from it, not exactly hung over because he'd not had that much to drink, but just enough to be wholly uncomfortable with the pounding behind his eyes.

Having children, no matter how wonderful, was still just a little tedious.

Having children and starting a new relationship was worse.

Looking sleepy and achy, Mohinder at least had his shirt on properly when he came out of the bedroom just before Matt could open his mouth. "No wine. Ever," he chided Molly gently. "It makes you stand on tables and get terrible headaches."

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Molly looked like she really didn't need to be told twice. "It looked embarrassing", she said in a way that was just as chiding.

It made Matt grin and Daphne laugh.

"Pretty wild evening then, Doc?" she questioned with another little bounce in her step. Apparently she hadn't witnessed that particular stunt of his, or not all of it. "Here's a tip: stick to the fruit punch."

Entirely too happy sounding all in all, Matt thought. What he thought loudly was, I don't like her. He pursed his lips as she observed her, and just, he really might have liked her if she didn't have that kind of haughty look about her. Beneath it was a cheerful charm.

He liked Mohinder far more. And Molly, who was looking between the adults.

"Didn't you have somewhere to be?" Matt questioned the more-or-less stranger, trying to keep the edge out of his voice, and Daphne looked back at him.

"Oh, I'm never in a hurry. Super speed, remember? Hey, nice to see you again, Doc. Molly, stay cooler than your dads."

She winked and left in a flurry of wind. Matt ran a hand through his hair and closed the door.