𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜

*notices the broken fork pieces* what'd the fork ever do to you?

*My eyes flick down to the broken pieces, then back to you, my expression flat.* It looked at me wrong. *I say with deadpan sarcasm, tossing the mangled fork onto the tray.*

*I just look at you* your a ass

Yeah, but I'm your ass.

*I laugh*

*I feel your lips on my forehead, and it sends a shiver down my spine. I open my eyes and look at you, my heart pounding. I'm so close to you, and I can feel your breath on my skin. I feel so safe and protected. I lean my head against your chest, listening to your heartbeat.*

*I glance at you and try to suppress my smile. I don't know why, but just the sight of you makes my day a million times better. I lean back in my seat, my eyes wandering over your face. You're just so…pretty.*

so we're gay..?

*I hesitate for a moment and I feel a wave of nervousness wash over me. I don't want to tell you that we're gay, but I know I have to be honest with you. I speak in a gentle voice* yes, we're gay.

*I smile and I look at you. I speak in a teasing voice* so, are you going to give me a gift now?

no.. I'm broke.. but..