"Bri! Let's go!"
"Yes, I'm coming, hold on."
Roger impatiently bounced his knee as he waited for Brian to finish dressing up. He looked at his wristwatch and it says 11.32.
"Briaaaaaan! They might be already theeeeeeere!" Roger whined as he slumped his body down the sofa. Just as he sighed, he heard footsteps on the stairs. He got up by his elbows and looked at his boyfriend.
Roger swore that his eyes turned into hearts as he saw Brian smiling, walking towards him.
"C'mon now. I don't want to melt under your stare." Brian chuckled as Roger stood up quickly, not to mention that the latter blushed like mad.
They walked out their house and went to the meeting place by their car. On their way, they tuned into a radio station that blasted their songs and they happily sang along with it.
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They eventually arrived at the American-inspired restaurant. Brian parked on the back of the establishment where the parking lot was located. Brian then turned off the engine and they both went out of the car.
"I wonder where our table is." Roger blurted suddenly. Brian simply shrugged and hummed. They neared the glass door and Roger excitedly ran on it, pushing the door open. Though, his excitement was washed away and was replaced with anger, as the door won't budge. Brian stood still behind Roger, a hand covering his grin as Roger continued to push the door. After some shakes, Roger gave up and looked at Brian with both eyebrows raising in annoyance.
"So, you're just gonna stare at me?! LaUgH at mE?!" Brian lost it. He laughed loudly as Roger looked at the taller man's shoulders that were bouncing up and down, clutching his stomach from excessive laughter. After Brian had calmed down a bit, he cleared his throat and spoke back to Roger.
"So, you're going to push the door that cLeArLY says PULL? Pfft" Brian laughed again, Roger's jaw dropped to hell. He humiliated himself in front of Brian. He looked back at the door and saw the PULL sign and he slapped his forehead. Roger then slowly pulled the door open and they went inside, eyes on them, especially on Roger, with grins on their faces. Brian had stopped laughing and had calmed down so he turned his head anywhere to find their friends. His head turned left and saw them waving their hands, causing him to grab Roger's arm and basically dragged the latter to the table. The couple sat down opposite each other. Freddie was beside Brian, Deaky beside Rog.
"So..." Freddie started. John snorted almost immediately, Fred followed. Then Brian. Roger rolled his eyes.
"Oh, fuck... Seriously? You guys won't even cover me up from embarrassment?"
The boys had managed to compose themselves after their stomach-clutching laughters. John sniffed, Brian wiped his eyes, Freddie cleared his throat.
"Pick what you lovebirds like to eat.." Freddie said as he passed the menu to Brian and Rog. The couple discussed their food choices and nodded. Rog turned back to Fred.
"As much as I want to eat Brian, it's kind of inappropriate so I'll have a steak instead." Brian blushed like mad that he elbowed Roger's side, causing the others to put on a cheeky look and a smirk towards the couple.
"Oh, stop. Uh, I'll have the pasta without meat."
"I'll have the special cheeseburger."
"Woah, okay stop. I'm not the waiter here. We'd better call one." Freddie raised his index finger in the air and immediately summoned a waiter.
"Um, so, what would you guys like?"
"Umm..." Freddie stared back at the menu to read the sophisticated-sounding names of the recipes but decided to say the obvious.
