second chances

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TK's POV

It has been 1 month since Carlos and I started dating and he gave me a key to his place last week that I planned on using tonight. I have apologized to him for how I treated him 3 months ago, when he tried to make me dinner and I chose to go off on him, but I still felt bad about it so I chose to make it up to him. I went into Carlos's house with the things I bought earlier with the hope that he wasn't home yet. It seemed that it was my lucky day because he hadn't come back from his shift just yet. After I got all the food done, I went upstairs to get changed and lay out his outfit for when he got home in just a few minutes.

Carlos's POV

When I got home after my 24 hour shift I was hungry and really tired, which probably explained the food I was currently smelling in the air. I went upstairs to change out of my uniform when I noticed an outfit laid out on my bed with a note on top of it.

Put this outfit on and meet me downstairs, you won't regret it. I know you are probably exhausted right now but I think you will love what I have planned.
TK

I recognized the outfit as the one I was wearing when I made dinner for TK a few months ago. Another thing that I noticed was that the middle buttons on the dress shirt were sewn back on, I already had the first 2 undone when he ripped open my shirt that day.

I got into the outfit, top two buttons undone just like before, and headed downstairs and I saw TK lighting a few candles at the table. I was about to ask him what was going on when I recognized the smell because I made that food before. "Baby are you making red snapper right now?" As I got close to him I noticed that he was in a yellow hoodie and sweatpants. Not just any hoodie and sweats but THE hoodie and sweats that he was wearing 3 months ago. "I wanted to recreate that night to the best of my ability. Without the walking out part. Of course."

I sat down with him at the table and we both ate while talking about our shifts and the calls we answered to. After we ate dinner we both put our plates in the sink and ended up recreating the first part of our first failed date.

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