“Because it’s a very cute stranger,” Stefan trailed, giving the man a smile. There was a feeling of butterflies in his stomach. He hadn’t felt this feeling in a long time. Like, half a century long.
“I don’t mind one bit,” Stefan smiled, brushing the other’s arm. “I have plenty of hoodies and there’s a coffee shop not far, either.
“Oh…o-okay, my name is Miles Mikealson by the way” he greeted blushing giving the man a sweet smile holding out his hand to shake feeling his heart skip a beat once or twice at the smile. Miles had never really liked anyone but this man was different, he kind of liked the feeling of butterflies in his stomach looking to his arm curiously before looking up nodding matter if factly “okay then it’s settled..I’ll borrow a hoodie and we will get coffee”
Stefan took the man’s hand and shook it. “I’m Stefan, Stefan Salvatore.” His stomach flipped again, and he grinned at the feeling. “My apartment is this way,” he said, leading the way.
As they arrived, Stefan opened the door. “Come on in, make yourself comfortable. I’ll go change and grab you a hoodie,” he smiled, brushing the man’s arm again before disappearing into the bedroom.