Dating Seraphs

Chapter 7: Paris

"This is so cute!"

"I heard you wanted to go on a date in Paris," you chuckled. "You like it?"

"Like it? I love it!" Kazuha gushed. "How did you set this up so quickly?"

"I had to pull a few strings," you smiled at her as you pulled her chair back.

"Wow, you must really like me," Kazuha teased while taking a seat. "Oh my God!"

The excitement on her face as she looked at the variety of breads on the table was enough to make this whole endeavor worth it. Maybe it was your history dating idols, but you were definitely spoiled by their intense reactions.

"I think they call that bread." you chuckled, taking a seat across from her.

"Why are there so many?"

"Because you deserve all the breads!" you laughed as you watched Kazuha gawked at the table.

"When are you going to take me to the real City of Love?"

"I think I'd get in trouble if I stole you and flew away in the middle of promo week."

"I'd let you steal me," she said slyly as she began buttering up a roll.

"How is it?" you asked, already knowing the answer as Kazuha physically leaned back into her chair, looking up at the roof in a state of utter satisfaction.

"It's so good," she moaned, her voice wavering as if she was about to spill tears over a simple bite of bread.

"Save some room, there's a whole meal to come," you laughed, overflowing with happiness at Kazuha's antics.

Before you knew it, the appetizer, main course, and dessert had been served. Dinner was a mostly silent affair as Kazuha was far too busy with the food, only sparing enough time to drop a flirty one-liner here and there as she worked on finishing every bite from dishes she couldn't even pronounce.

"Wow!" Kazuha gasped, even making the waiter smile through her excitement as they torched the sugar in front of her.

"Have you had it before?" you asked, tapping the top of your own little cup with the back of your spoon.

She shook her head excitedly before breaking the sugar layer with her spoon and giving it a taste. As usual, her reaction was excruciatingly cute as she alternated between a flurry of astonishment, shock, and content. She admired the little white ramekin with a bliss-filled expression on her face for a moment before looking up at you with wide eyes.

"How is it?" you smiled.

"There's only one thing at this table I'd rather eat," she moaned.

"Huh? What would you... oh," you facepalmed, disappointed that you fell for her cheesiness.

"Have you brought Chaewon here before?" Kazuha asked with a smile, proud of herself as she took another bite.

"Not yet," you answered, thinking back to the time when you brought Sakura here.

"I think she'd like it."

"Yeah, maybe I'll bring her next time."

"Or you can just bring me again," Kazuha giggled, scraping her spoon around the bottom of the dish.

"Are you asking me out?"

"Depends, will you take me out?"

"After tonight? Always."

"Then let's talk about where you're taking me while you drive me home," Kazuha smiled, wiping her lips with her napkin and standing up.

Despite her suggestion, you drove her back to the dorm in silence. Suddenly, Kazuha seemed to be a bit nervous, you even noticed her leg shaking slightly, but you decided not to comment on it. Once you got to the dorm, you contemplated whether or not you should come in, but your decision was made when Kazuha stopped walking two steps away from your car and looked over her shoulder expectantly.