Hampton, New Hampshire (tag: Ethan)

[Ethan White]

A big grin crept on Ethan’s face when the conversation turned to superheroes and villains. Part of him’s saying that he should’ve expected this; he is talking to the world’s biggest dork anyway (he means that in a good way, he clarifies). “Well, considering how dorky you are, I think you’d fit the whole just-for-laughs supervillain role quite perfectly,” he teased as he put another forkful of pasta in his mouth. After wiping the side of his lips clean with the napkin (he would’ve licked it simply, but he fears Logan would find it a bit disgusting), he continued, “I think you should forgo the cape. Remember Incredibles? And besides, I think you’d look better in spandex. It would hug you in all the perfect places.” He said the last sentence in barely a whisper, biting his lower lip in excitement. “Or if you really want the cape, you can do the whole 300-costume thing. Fits better with capes in my opinion.” He could feel his shorts tightening just thinking about it. Seems oysters are a whole lot more potent than he expected.

“Is this some elaborate ploy to get me into a spandex suit too? ‘Cause that’s not going to happen. Not one bit,” laughed the older boy, sneaking in a noogie on Logan. “Unlike you, leather and me don’t match. And besides, I thought you’re a superhero geek? Don’t you know superheroes trump villains all the time? If that happens, then you’d be my bitch now. I know I’d like that,” he said, sending Logan a suggestive wink. Yes, his mind just went there.

He didn’t really know that Logan saw him as straight; would Logan tell him that, he’d probably laugh loudly. Not that it’s a bad thing, but he thought his friend knew that his sexuality is rather fluid. That he doesn’t really care if a person’s a guy or a girl – if he likes someone, he likes him/her. While majority of his relationships had been with women, he wouldn’t really mind being with the delicious piece of meat in front of him. “I’d happy with the one I see in front of me right now, thank you very much.” Well if that isn’t forward enough, he doesn’t know what is.

Ethan felt much relieved to hear that Logan isn’t taken yet. Not that he finds joy in the boy’s obvious sadness, but that he isn’t wronging anyone with the advances he’s doing. To be a snake is the last thing Ethan needs to be regarded as. And besides, Logan being single meant he has a chance. “I’m sure you’re just not looking hard enough,” he grinned, patting the boy’s cheeks, “I mean, someone like you? Single? It’s an impossibility, I tell you.”

The older boy almost jumped from his seat when Logan threw a frog leg at his plate. It was just a joke; he never expected the Cajun to take it to heart really. “You’ve eaten frogs before?” Woah. That was something new. He reluctantly grabbed the leg, using just his thumb and index finger, and nervously dangled it in front of his mouth. “Like chicken? You serious about this? And no slimy feeling whatsoever?” Why couldn’t he have pointed to the porkchops instead?