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Nagi had all the right to be astonished. The smell of alcohol was rich, mixed with the heat of a dozen romantic red candles scattered around the edges of the room. The room were dimed, illuminated only by a crystal chandelier hanging from the high ceiling which reflected crystal-like patterns across the walls.
The purple haired teen was handsomely sitting opposite him, on their table for two, separate by a white candle surrounded by a pile of roses, which acted as the centerpiece.
Love was in the air, Nagi could feel his heart thumping non-stop. He dared not look directly at Reo, for he was certain he wouldn't be able to hold back his emotions from taking control.
"Let's get ourselves comfortable before our waiter arrives," said Reo as he slipped of his winter jacket to reveal a tailored white suit, matched with a powder blue shirt, finished with a golden coloured tie.
Jewellery decorated him all over: an opal bracelet around his wrist, a neck chain befitted with gemstones of many rare colours, and his priceless custom-made 'Mikage Reolex'. The white haired teen was so mesmerised because Reo wouldn't usually wear all his expensive stuff, so he took time to admire them all.
"Oi Nagi, take your coat off," he grumbled, seeing that his lover was way too distracted getting lost in his beauty.
"Ahh.. of course Reo -sorry."
Slowly, he took off his puffy beige coat, relealing a plain black jumper. "I'm sorry I didn't wear something better, I didn't realise I needed to wear something more formal."
"Don't worry bout it, you look just as handome, just keep smiling." A phrase like that made the teen's grin light up -cheeks too. It's true, it was precious; worth more than any jewels. His love for Nagi was a treasure that meant everything to him.
"Reo.. since I'm not allowed to be flirty, can we just hold hands under the table."
"Sure.. Go ahead."
The table was wide, but Nagi's lengthy arm bridged the distance with ease, eager to latch onto the other's hand. And when they connected, Nagi squeezed tight so Reo couldn't let go.
But the white-haired teen wasn't done yet, no -the sensation of touching Reo's precious skin only ignited more passion.
"Nnagi?" Reo winced as felt his legs being trapped between the ones opposite him. Nagi's legs were long, able to rub across the sides if Reo's legs, which sent shivers down his spine. Then the feet aimed higher, pressing against the side of the teen's inner thighs, and exploring even further.
"Nhhagi please.. the waiter is arriving," Reo begged. Fortunately Nagi stopped just in time before the person could approach any closer.
An old looking man with a well goomed beard and curly mustache bowed infront of them.
"I am Wilbur Fitzpatric, at your loyal service. I has served the Royal family in the past and thus deem myself worthy to cater to your equally lavish needs, Master Mikage."
Nagi gave him a wave. Mr Fitzpatric awkwardly grinned back.
"Here is the menu, our establishment's best meals to satisfy your hunger." The pages listed countless delicacies from all over the world, all detailed with the best of adjectives and the strangest of names.
"Wow, I'm really impressed with the selection," said the purple haired, expressing his excitement by flicking throught the many pages. He could deciding what to eat -they all looked delicious.
"Uh Reo.. what is all this Es car-got? That looks nice."
"Uhh pick something else, you're not gonna like that."
"Ok.. but i don't understand what half of these all even are?
Nagi scanned the endless lines of the menu, looking through the seemingly made-up names for the dishes. For example, "What the hell is Foie Gras au Torchon?" he wondered to himself, not to disturb Reo who was picking his own starters.
These were all words to him, words with no meaning that he remotely knew of. A game of luck, nothing more and so he asked Fitzpatric to order a 'Truffle Risotto starter'.
"Nice choice Nagi," Reo looked really impressed with the pick. "Fitzpatric sir, I'd like to order one medium portion of Alaskan King crab legs served in a cup."
"That sounds nice Reo."
Nagi lied -it sounded disgusting.
"Ahh yes, outstanding choice Young Master."
Elegently, the man handed them both the drinks menu. "Please choose from our finest of liquids.
"I'll go with two bottles of Italian Scarlet Harbor."
"Um.. can u have the Arm-aro N..Nonino Quint..essentia?" Pronouncing it was the hardest part of it all. Nagi glanced at Reo, who gave him a thumbs up. "Must be a good choice," he thought to himself.
So Master Mikage: Two bottles of Italian Scarlet Harbor, 1 bottle of Amaro Nonino Quintessentia, 1 cup of Alaskan King crab leg
And a Truffle Risotto."
"Yes.. it's all correct. Now please can you give us some time to ourselves. And light the candle in the middle of the table."
Fitzpatric bowed one more, and then lit the white candle up with a matchstick. "I will now leave to give you privacy as per your request."
"Privacy?" Nagi repeated to Reo. "We're alone again.. so.. can I do something?"
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Author note:
Nagi is getting a bit feisty isn't he. Understandable, cause who would be able to sit still and eat nicely when a literal georgious Prince is sitting opposite. I wonder what he'll do. I wonder what Reo wants?
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