"No, no. I have fish. They're good company and I don't have to share the tv."
He Ming's blush, his smile, the expression on his face makes Malcolm look away, swallowing the urge to ask if the boy's been drinking. He starts digging around in the pocket of his jeans for his house key as they come up to the front porch, distracted and and a little clumsy. Malcolm doesn't realize he's doing it until they're already up the two stairs and at his front door, but his hand comes out to hover at the small of He Ming's back when they ascend, as if to steady any missteps.
He moves the hand away to unlock the door an instant later, then gestures He Ming in before him. "Come on in. Straight ahead, door to the patio is just through the kitchen." Malcolm shakes his plastic cup after closing the door behind them. "I'm going to freshen this up. Can I get you... Do you want something? Coke? Tea?"
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He Ming's blush, his smile, the expression on his face makes Malcolm look away, swallowing the urge to ask if the boy's been drinking. He starts digging around in the pocket of his jeans for his house key as they come up to the front porch, distracted and and a little clumsy. Malcolm doesn't realize he's doing it until they're already up the two stairs and at his front door, but his hand comes out to hover at the small of He Ming's back when they ascend, as if to steady any missteps.
He moves the hand away to unlock the door an instant later, then gestures He Ming in before him. "Come on in. Straight ahead, door to the patio is just through the kitchen." Malcolm shakes his plastic cup after closing the door behind them. "I'm going to freshen this up. Can I get you... Do you want something? Coke? Tea?"