“Elijah? He was always my favorite,” Stefan smirked. “I like to think that I am his favorite Salvatore, too. Hey, you’re okay. It’s all okay.” He reached across the table and covered the other’s hand with his own. “We’ll keep iron away from you, then. But hey, we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, no need to worry about it right now.” Stefan tried to soothe the other, knowing how intimidating the Mikaelson family could be. He didn’t know if the man knew what he was, and Stefan wasn’t willing to divulge that information just yet.
“Oh um that’s never happened to me before I usually don’t just let it all out like I did..I apologize” he told Stefan looking up through his thick eyelashes as he felt the others hands on his which felt a little cold but comforting. Miles turned his hand running his fingers along the underside of the mans hand beofre giving a small smile finally putting his head up to face Stefan completely “so you don’t think ill of me?”
“Hey,” Stefan sighed. “It’s okay.” As their eyes met again, a smile spread across his face. “Why would I think ill of you? There’s nothing for me to think ill of. If anything, you should think ill of me. I’m the one who caused you to spill your fresh coffee and ruin a perfectly good sweater.”
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