Date with Luca

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Damian's POV

I was back in my dorm room at 2.30 pm. After a few minutes of rest, I showered and tried to choose the best clothes I got to meet Luca. Sometimes I wished my parents still here ─ adoptive parents to be correct.

They loved adopted me when I was 9 years old, saved me from the hell hole, and loved me like I was their own. The morning that they both died in a car accident, I begged them not to go. I knew something bad was coming. I was fourteen at the time. I didn't know how to tell them, it didn't make sense to simply feel something like that. I begged them to stay with me all day, saying I was sick. They stayed for a while, but then there was a business call that demanding them to come. I was already asleep. When I woke up, I panicked, realizing that they'd left a note, saying they'd be back by midnight. However, I already knew they wouldn't make it. So I just cried until I heard someone knocking the door. 

I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, reliving the memory. They were a good person. It wasn't fair that they died. I hated myself for years because of their deaths. The guilt was eating me out, leaving me wondered how different the life I could have if I managed to save them.

They left me a great amount of tuition. Their other family was kind enough to me, but there was also a distance between us. I knew I couldn't hold it against them. I tried to save the money my parents left me as much as I could, wanting to appreciate the gesture of love for me.

Mom, dad, I wish you were here, I sighed. Luca was fucking gorgeous and rich. He was like Dior's model. So I didn't have a clue, how could I be decent enough for him. Just pick a damn clothes, Damian, I sighed again. Finally, I made a decision and dressed myself with a pair of sweater and jeans that I thought were good enough for a date with Luca. I felt my face was heating up with the term 'date'.      

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No longer than 5 minutes of walking, I arrived at Delish Bites. My heart was pounding against my chest. I only hoped that he liked me enough as person, considering I wasn't a Greek God like him and also I didn't have much money to lavish dating style. Looking at his wardrobe yesterday, it was clear as fuck he was definitely lavish.

As I was trying to find a table, to my surprise, Luca had already arrived, and looking sexy as fuck. But his outfit was more casual than yesterday. And fucking hell, I wanted to touch him. He was looking at his phone.

I walked up to him and as if he noticed I was coming, his head snapped on my directions. My steps faltered when his green eyes locked into mine. He threw me a slow smile and stood up from his seat.

"It's lovely to see you, Damian. How are you today?" Luca kissed my cheek lightly. The contact from his skin made my desire to touch him doubled. I felt my heart beat faster and a shiver ran through my body. I bit my lips, willing myself to suppress a groan. Then he motioned me to sit down. Like an obedient puppy, I took a seat. My head and my body were still processing the feeling of his touch.

"Damian? Are you okay?" he asked while looking at me with a concerned eyes.

"U-uh.. Y-yes. I'm great" I stuttered. He just smiled at me and his smile somehow eased my worry and embarrassment away.

As we sat down, a waiter approached our desk, asking for our order. She was quite pretty with her blonde hair and skinny body. I didn't know Luca sexuality, but if he was attracted to women as well, he sure would find this waiter pretty.

Ugh, and why does she must flirt with Luca, I grumbled internally as I noticed that she gave him a flirty smile. I hated when waiters did this. Thank fuck Luca didn't give any response except gave her his order. I almost laughed when Luca didn't even seem to notice her action.

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