Disclaimer: Brothers & Sisters is not mine, I know. Stop rubbing it in.
Saul vowed he would not call this a date. He would just meet Henry for a cup of coffee. And they would hopefully become friends and who knows... No, he shouldn’t look too far ahead. He should be glad if Henry might want to go to dinner with him... Once. Maybe. In a few weeks. It is not a date, just some coffee.
Yet, he can feel the butterflies in his stomach start to flutter when he sees Henry sitting there at the small table. He wants to walk away.... No, he wants to stay.... He wants to talk to Henry, but more than that, he wants to listen to him. His brain however seems to have frozen, he cannot think of anything smart to say.
As if Henry feels Saul’s stare on him he looks up and smiles as he sees Saul standing there and Saul feels a bit week in the knees. Is this what it feels like when you fall in love?
“Hi!” Henry’s voice is cheerful, like the last time they talked.
“Hi.” Saul scolds himself for sounding so bland. “I wasn’t sure if I was on time....”
“Don’t worry, I would have waited for you.” Henry smiles mischievously and Saul looks away to the menu. A young waiter shows up and they both order their coffee. Saul is still nervous, but Henry talks about the weather, an article in the news-paper, the taste of the coffee that was just brought to them and slowly Saul relaxes.
But that all changes when Henry asks, out of the blue.
“Saul, you have not been out long, have you?” Saul is surprised by the question.
“No. To my sister yes, to the rest of my family since a few months, to the rest of world not at all.” Saul answers honestly. “Is that bad? For us?”
“So? You do want it to be “us”?” Henry asks with a smile and Saul suddenly worries that he misinterpreted Henry’s kindness, but that worry is immediately taken away when Henry’s hand covers his and he gently says: “Don’t worry. I want it too. I really like you and I want to get to know you better. We’ll take it slow. It’s alright with me.”
Saul smiles nervously. The gesture is innocent enough and after a few seconds of hesitation he puts his hand on Henry’s.
“I’d like that.” He replies and Henry nods. Then he starts to grin and asks:
“How about a date? Next Thursday-night......?”