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Chapter 3: Date Gone a Little Wrong

Author's Note:
I've been pretty fired up, so chapter 4 might come either tomorrow or the day after.

Enjoy lovely readers!

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"Mae! We're leaving!"

A middle aged woman came out of the kitchen and smiled at the two boys putting on their shoes.

"Be careful, boys. Make sure to drive carefully and have fun!" The two boys smiled and waved as they walked out of the house. The early afternoon sun greeted them as they walked towards a white BMW parked on the street. They both got in and took off out of the quiet, suburban neighborhood.

Inside the car, Kongpob smiled at his boyfriend who was fiddling with the radio and finally settled down when he found a song playing that he liked.

"Kong, where are we going?"

"I thought we could go eat at that restaurant I took you to last time? The one with the spicy fish you liked so much. Then maybe look around some shops."

His heart soared at the excited expression his boyfriend took. The rest of the car ride was filled with a pleasant silence that was only interrupted with the happy humming or singing of Arthit. They finally stopped in front of a building that was all clear glass, modern architecture and expensive. But the two college boys seemed undeterred by the flashy things and the people clad in expensive suits and dresses and simply came out of the car. Kongpob handed the keys to an awaiting man and took Arthit's hand as they walked in.

They walked up to the hostess whose eyes widened quite a bit at the approaching couple. But no one could blame her as the two men were easily the youngest people there at the expensive restaurant. But they didn't seem out of place at all as the taller of the two was in an all black ensemble of loafers, slacks, a simple black shirt and a pristine bomber jacket. Despite the simpleness of the clothes, they were all noticeably high quality, and the simplicity of his attire was exemplified by the many rings adorning his fingers and the necklaces hanging of his neck. In comparison, the shorter of the two was clad in slacks that were more playfully cut and in blue with bright, white shoes. He wore a tucked in white shirt with a large heart and over it an over sized jean jacket adorned with large Vs. Overall, one could describe Kongpob as charismatically hot and Arthit as adorably hot. (Author: I absolutely love describing what they're wearing.)

"Excuse me? I have a reservation under Suthiluck?" The hostess finally came out of her stupor and flashed a smile at the two.

"Yes. Right this way, sirs." She led the way up a set of stairs to the second floor and they continued on across the large room towards the terrace. The area was more closed off then the rest of the restaurant and was surrounded by greenery that helped shield off eyes. The hostess continued towards a table closest to the edge where plates, silverware and glasses were already set up. "Here is your table, sirs. As requested, we have closed off the other tables in this area until you finish dining. Can I start you both on anything to drink?"

"Do you still serve your special pink milk?"

(Author: I don't know why the pink milk is special, but it's a fancy restaurant so just let it be.)

She was sightly surprised at the charismatic young man's taste in drinks, but didn't let it show on her face. "Yes, we do."

"Then we'll get one order of pink milk and one fruit tea."

The server slightly bowed and left to have their drinks served. The two young men were finally left alone, and Arthit gave a slight frown towards the other.

"Kong, you didn't have to reserve the whole terrace. I don't mind if there's other people around us."

Kongpob put down his menu and looked at his lover. "I know P'Arthit, but I just wanted you to myself for a little bit. And I don't want anyone else's eyes on my adorable boyfriend eating and sipping on his pink milk."