The evening of the dinner arrived, and Vox stood in front of the mirror, meticulously adjusting his dark blue suit. The fabric shimmered slightly under the soft light of the room, tailored perfectly to accentuate his figure. The suit jacket hugged his shoulders comfortably, and the slim-fit trousers tapered down to his polished black shoes. He paired it with a crisp white dress shirt and a matching dark blue tie, giving off an air of sophistication.
As he completed the look with a sleek, silver watch on his wrist, Alastor leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed and a playful smirk on his face. "Why are you dressing so fancy for just a dinner?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. "It's not like we're going to some gala."
Vox turned to face Alastor, a grin spreading across his lips. "This place is fancy, that's all," he replied with a teasing tone. "You know I like to look good."
Alastor shrugged, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Well, if you're going to look that sharp, I might as well match your energy." With that, he headed to his wardrobe and pulled out his own dark red suit. The deep hue contrasted beautifully against his pale complexion, and he slipped it on with practiced ease. The jacket was sleek and stylish, with subtle black accents that highlighted his frame.
As Alastor adjusted his collar and ran a hand through his hair, Vox couldn't help but admire him. "You look good, Al. Very dapper," Vox commented, his voice warm with appreciation.
"Thanks," Alastor replied, a hint of pride in his tone. "Now we really do look like we're ready for a fancy night out."
With their outfits complete, they shared a quick smile before heading out the door together, excitement buzzing in the air as they prepared for the evening ahead.
As they stepped outside, a sleek black limousine awaited them, its polished surface gleaming under the streetlights. The driver, dressed in a sharp uniform, opened the door for them, and Vox gestured for Alastor to enter first. The interior of the limousine was just as extravagant as the exterior promised, featuring rich red velvet upholstery that added a touch of luxury to the ride.
Once inside, Vox settled into the plush seat, the material enveloping him comfortably. Alastor followed, a delighted smile crossing his face as he took in the opulence of their surroundings. In the middle of the limousine, an ice bucket sat filled with bottles of champagne, glistening in the dim light.
"Wow, you really went all out for this dinner," Alastor remarked, raising an eyebrow as he reached for a bottle. He popped the cork with a satisfying *pop* and poured them each a glass, the bubbly liquid fizzing delightfully. "I'm impressed."
Vox chuckled, lifting his glass in a toast. "Just wanted to make it special for everyone. A little celebration never hurt anyone." He took a sip, letting the effervescence dance on his tongue, and then leaned back against the seat, feeling relaxed and content.
As the limousine glided smoothly through the streets, the city lights reflected in the tinted windows, casting a warm glow inside the vehicle. Vox and Alastor exchanged stories and laughter, the atmosphere filled with lighthearted banter. Alastor playfully recounted a story from his broadcasting days, and Vox added his own witty commentary, both reveling in the comfort of each other's company.
The limousine came to a smooth stop outside the restaurant, and Vox and Alastor stepped out onto the bustling sidewalk. The restaurant, *La Lumière*, was a stunning establishment with massive glass windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline. As they approached, the reflections of the shimmering buildings danced across the surface of the glass, creating a mesmerizing backdrop for their evening.
The entrance was framed by elegant greenery, the soft glow of strategically placed lights highlighting the lush plants. Vox held the door open for Alastor, who stepped inside, his eyes widening at the luxurious interior. The decor was a blend of modern and classic, with soft ambient lighting and plush seating that invited patrons to relax and enjoy their meals.
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Lovers Once More - Radiostatic
FanfictionVox finally ends things with Valentino, and suddenly, long buried feelings for Alastor bubble to the surface.