Xavin and Ian
Ian was pretty nervous about attending a party full of werewolves, but Malia had practically insisted that he come, and she promised that they wouldn't bite. So here he was, checking things out and trying to blend it. So far the people actually seemed fairly normal, and the party was pretty cool, although there was more food and less beer than he was used to at parties back home.
Nothing really grabbed his attention that much...until he saw an incredibly attractive, well-muscled shirtless man wandering around. A sight like that would always grab Ian Gallagher's undivided attention.
Ian managed not to stare, but he was definitely checking the guy out. How could he not look? After a minute or so he decided it would probably be less weird if he actually went and tried to talk to the guy instead of just constantly stealing glances at him.
"Um, Hi." He swallowed nervously, "I don't think we've met. I'm Ian."