Thiam Alternatives/Oneshots

Table for Two (2)

While they were walking, Theo failed to hide how nervous he was.
Liam tried his best to calm him down.

"So some chick asks us how many people are eating? Do I answer her? Do you? I just say 'two'? Do you want to answer?" he continued firing questions at Liam

"Listen, I'll handle it if you're nervous," Liam offered. Theo squinted at Liam.

"I'm not fuckin' nervous. Just making sure," he lied.

Liam shrugged. "Alright."
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Only when they arrived at the restaurant did they realize that they probably should have cleaned the blood on their faces from their previous fight-then-make out session.

"Think they'll let us in lookin' like this?" Theo asked somewhat seriously, biting his lip.

"As long as we pay 'em, we could have pigeon shit in our hair for all they care," Liam answered reassuringly. Theo nodded. They looked at each other for a moment, then walked inside. Their noses were met instantly with the smell of perfectly-grilled meat and their ears with the almost deafening sizzling sound that seemed to surround them. Liam watched Theo as he took in every inch of the restaurant, almost like he would never see anything like it again. His eyes were filled with excitement and a small smile was forcing itself upon his lips.

"Gee, T. If I'd known you'd be this excited about eating out I would've taken you ages ago," Liam joked.

"Right. Like I would've agreed to that," Theo said sarcastically. Just as Liam was about to respond, a waitress began walking towards them with an almost convincing smile that hid her concern for the blood covering their faces.

"Hi, welcome to Sizzler's! How many?" she asked, her voice reaching an unreasonably high pitch. Liam looked at Theo expectantly.

"Uh, two," he said after making eye contact with Liam and nodding. She nodded and somehow smiled even larger while she grabbed two menus.

"Would you prefer a booth or a table?" she asked while looking at Theo. Liam saw his eyes widen slightly and heard him mumble something about whatever she thought was best.

"We'll take a booth, please," Liam intervened, much to Theo's relief. She nodded and began leading them to their seats. They both sat down and opened their menus.

"Sean will be your server tonight. Enjoy your meal!" she said before walking away. Theo already looked like he had a headache just by listening to her speak for two minutes.

"Does she gotta be so fuckin' peppy?" he asked, annoyed.

Liam laughed. "Well, yeah."

Theo sighed. "Whatever. Sean sounds like he's gonna be a dude. Better be ugly as fuck. Can't have you leaving me for some lame-ass server boy," Theo said, fumbling with the utensils in front of him. Liam grabbed Theo's hands and he stopped fumbling.

"Hey. I'm here with you. Not the lame-ass server boy," Liam said, trying to reassure him.

Theo looked up at him and smiled. "Better be."

Moments later, Sean arrived. He was actually pretty attractive. Theo made sure to keep intense eye contact with him at all times.

"Welcome to Sizzler's, my name is Sean and I'll be your server tonight. What can I get you guys to drink?" he asked, clearly checking Liam out. Theo cleared his throat loudly.

"I'll have a beer." Theo remembered to bring the wolfsbane, so it would at least have a little effect on him. "What do you want, babe?" he asked confidently, his eyes now locked on Liam.

Liam raised his eyebrows and smirked.

"I'll have uh...just a Coke for me, please," he gave Sean a tight-lipped smile. Sean nodded as he wrote their orders.

"And what kind of beer would you like, sir?" he asked Theo. Theo stared blankly for a few seconds before Sean awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Um...we have Miller, Bud, Cor-"

"Whatever's cheapest," Theo interrupted. Sean nodded and walked away.

"The hell was that, babe?" Liam asked laughing.

Theo shrugged. "He was checking you out. What else was I supposed to do?" he asked rhetorically.

Liam smiled and shook his head. "He's probably too scared to come back. Now we'll never get to eat."

"Good. Maybe they'll send a girl this time. Nothing to worry about there," Theo said as he opened the menu.

"Whatcha thinking?" Liam asked.

"The cheapest steak they got," Theo answered, clearly horrified by the prices.

"Don't worry about the money. Just get what you want," Liam told him.

"Oh, look at you, mister fancy pants," Theo said with raised eyebrows. "It's alright. I'm not that hungry."

Liam knew that wasn't true. Sean returned to their table with their drinks and Theo sighed dramatically.

"Are you guys ready to order?" he asked, pen and paper in hand.

"I think so," Liam answered. "I'll have the ten-piece basket of spicy chicken wings, please."

Sean nodded, writing it down. "And for you, sir?" he asked Theo.

"The uh...eight-ounce steak," he replied. After a moment's hesitation and a glare from Liam, "Oh. Uh, please."

"And how would you lik-" Sean began to ask before he was interrupted by Liam.

"I'm sorry, he'll take the twenty ounce. Don't listen to him if he says otherwise," he told Sean. Sean nodded hesitantly and wrote it down.

"How would you like it?" he asked Theo.

"Rare," he answered after frowning at Liam. Sean finished writing.

"Got it. I'll be back with your guys' orders," he said as he grabbed the menus. Theo looked at Liam disappointedly.

"I told you I wasn't that hungry."

"Good thing I knew you were lying," Liam replied quickly. "I told you not to worry about the money. I meant it."

Neither of them said anything for a bit.

"Fine. But next time your ass is getting spoiled," Theo said assuredly.

"So there's a next time?" Liam asked blithely. Theo shrugged.

"Assuming you don't end up running off with Sean, sure."

Liam rolled his eyes. "You get real jealous, huh?" he asked snarkily. Theo looked around the room uncomfortably.

"'Course I do," he mumbled.

That nearly broke Liam's heart.

He reached across the table and held Theo's hand. "Hey, it's alright. You got no reason to be. I'm yours, T. All yours."

He kept hold of Theo's hand and squeezed it tighter when Sean came back with their food.