The iridescence of the fairy lights, the succulents and and the calming atmosphere of the restaurant welcomed Garrett and Andrew as they entered the vicinity. It was their fourth date in general, about a few weeks after their chicken date. For tonight, Andrew insisted they come here not only for the sole beauty of the place, but also because the food was simply palatable.
"What do you think?" Andrew curiously asked. He had recommended the restaurant after all, he needed to know whether Garrett found it as visually pleasing as it is.
"It certainly is homey. It's very calmingly pretty!", the other said quite enthusiastically. He himself loved calmer places, so this was perfect.
"You're calmingly pretty.", Andrew mumbled, smiling proudly because of his pick-up line.
"Wow, thanks.", Garrett replied with a sarcastic tone in addition to him rolling his eyes. In contrast of his tone, however, was the boy's blushing face.
"Let's find ourselves a seat?", Andrew suggested, which Garrett agreed on.
They finally found a table for them to sit on. Andrew, being the gentleman that he was and for being the host of tonight's date, pulled out a chair for his partner.
"Gee, thanks. Couldn't have done that myself.", Garrett said sarcastically yet again, whilst hiding his gratitude all the same.
"You're welcome.", Andrew laughed, then taking a seat of his own, in front of his date. "What would you like order? The menu's right there in front of you.", he then points to said menu, "Choose anything you like. My treat.", he added.
"That's not fair. You already paid for the last date. And the first one. Let me pay for this? Please?", Garrett practically pleaded. He felt bad, guilty, even, that Andrew paid for most of their dinner dates, that it always had to be Andrew's expenses. For tonight, he wanted to pay for both their food. He had enough money for he was saving, so it wouldn't be a problem.
"I'm afraid I have to say no. I'll be paying since I was the one to suggest today's venue.", Andrew declined.
Garrett decided not to argue anymore. If he learned anything about Andrew in the past few dates, it was that he was extremely persistent. "If and only if you let me suggest the next restaurant we eat at."
"Who said there will be a next?", Andrew joked (which Garrett did not find funny at all).
"Sorry. Of course there will be a next."
"And you'll let me pay for our food.", Garrett abruptly added.
"I hear something but I choose to ignore it.", Andrew joked. "Kidding. Yes, king, you'll pay. Now order your food, cutie."
//
Hours had passed and the two of them still had not finished blabbering with each other through their food (even though they were already full). From the looks of their faces, they both seemed to have a lot of fun just chatting and munching the great food from the restaurant.
Once they decided they were too full for their digestive system to even manage to function, they (if they meant Andrew Siwicki) paid for their bill and exited the restaurant. Outside the restaurant still settled the fairy lights and the calming atmosphere. There were benches near the area, so they decided to sit there, not wanting to part ways just yet.
Andrew took a quick glance at Garrett's face. He made that a habit during the past few dates. Seeing Garrett's face illuminate in a beautiful lighting made his heart do a hundred jumping jacks per second, and proclaimed the sight as his favorite thing ever. With the fairy lights everywhere in the area, he figured it would be the perfect sight. And he was right.
His heart flipped all the same when he saw Garrett under the lighting. His mouth tugged a little bit at the corners, making it seem like he was contented with everything that was happening at the moment. His eyes and glasses reflected the very same light. And Andrew found that the most wonderful sight in the world.
"Why are you looking at me like you're so in love with me?", Andrew hadn't even realized that Garrett had returned his gaze.
Andrew answered his question, feelings true and smile genuine.
"Because I am."
//
It was the day after their date. They had to go to school again, which sucked, but that meant they were going to see each other anyway, so it wasn't all that bad.
Garrett, after entering the school, headed straight to his locker so he wouldn't be late for his first subject.
One he reaches there, he sees something plastered on it. It looked like the notes Andrew and him used to exchange, and to his surprise, it was a note.
"dear garrett,
it feels weird to put this on your locker since this whole time it's always been on mine. anyways dhhsjfh
i have something to admit !!!
prepare 2 be shookt
meet me @ the chicken place later at night
dw it will be ur treat lmao
attendance is a must,
ur baby boi andrew"
"Your baby boy, Andrew? Literally, ew.", he said out loud, more to himself, not realizing that there was someone behind him.
"Our gay boy is getting some head tonight!", Shane practically shrieked from behind him, and pretty much all of the school body could hear what he had just said. "Get it, boy!"
Garrett suddenly wished he wasn't friends with such a hyper man.
//
School for the day had just finished, and Garrett was on his way to the chicken restaurant. He felt giddy, since, duh, this was Andrew, his ultimate dream boy, and even though they've gone to a couple of dates with each other, it didn't change the fact that Garrett got nervous before every date. Even more so right now that Andrew said he had something to admit. He couldn't wait. He really couldn't.
By the time that he arrived at the restaurant, Andrew had already been there, at the very same table that they had when they first came to the place. And the same order. That Andrew paid for.
"Hello. I know, I know, I said I'd let you pay but you were taking so long. You can just pay me back later.", Andrew nervously uttered, knowing Garrett would be bothered by the fact that he already paid for their food. He then pulled Garrett's seat for him.
They enjoyed eating the fried chicken, but Garrett couldn't stop thinking about what Andrew would admit to him.
"Something bothering you?", and apparently, Andrew had taken notice of that.
"Yeah. But first, wipe all that oil on your lips. That's gross.", Garrett reached for the tissue that came with their food and gave them to Andrew.
Once he was done wiping, he once again asked Garrett about what was bothering him.
"You told me in the letter that you had something to tell me. And I'm kind of nervous? But I'm okay. You can carry on eating.", Garrett gulped.
Upon realization, Andrew laughed.
"Oh.", he giggled.
He then reached for Garrett's hands with his own.
"Look, I've been wanting to admit something to you.", just that made Garrett want to have a nervous breakdown at a chicken place.
"I.. really like you. You've made me very happy these past few weeks not only with the dates but with the notes. I really appreciate everything you've done for me. And I think you're very pretty. Sorry, I'm just rambling now. But you are pretty, god. Okay, sorry. Could I please be your boyfriend? I promise I'll have a better wedding vow than whatever the fuck this was.", Andrew confessed, not bothering to take a single breath.
"Yes. Yes, you could."
"Oh my god."
"But you may not."
"Oh."
"Kidding. Of course I wanna be your boyfriend.", Garrett beamed, literally smiling ear to ear, and upon hearing his reply, Andrew did the same.
They shared a lengthy hug from all the happiness. When they pulled apart, their faces were inches apart. Garrett took advantage of the situation and did what he had wanted to do for so long.
He kissed Andrew.
At the chicken place.
And it was fucking awesome.
"Excuse me, this is a restaurant, not a bar. If you are finished with your meal, please escort yourselves out of the venue.", a waiter with an Italian accent had approached the two of them, causing them to finally pull apart, their faces red from the kiss and from the recently acquired embarrassment.
"You don't have to pay me back for the meal now.", Andrew stated once they made their way out of the restaurant.
"You taste like chicken.", Garrett said and they shared a laugh. Andrew pulled Garrett close to him, his forehead on the other's own, smiles on both their faces, and kissed him once again.
It was the perfect way to end the night, and both of them wished that they could end all nights the same way.
fin.
//
that's a wrap shdjjfjsjjf
just 2 boys being gay and eating chicken. we stan