Noah wasn’t sure what he should do, honestly. Part of him was blushing at the idea, another was worried that if he let it be what it was that someone would get hurt.
But, he took a breath and looked over his menu once more; a quick scan before humming. ]
A waffle because apparently I’m addicted to sugar, a side of hash-browns and this can still be a date so long as we don’t do the whole kissing thing afterward. Cause as much as I want to I just want to be careful.
[ Looking up again, he reached over and hooked a finger over the top of the others menu to pull it down a little. ]
[One day perhaps Corbin would be harder to read. Not today, but one day. But he still blinks when Noah just... says this can be a date, and the tips of his ears have started to turn red when Noah pulls the menu down.]
I, um yeah? Sure. Sorry, I shoulda asked if you wanted to, stead of just assuming you'd read my mind.
You ain't gotta, you know. We c'n just hang out an have some food.
[Because now he's worried that Noah might be doing this because he doesn't want to hurt his feelings? Which would suck, and he doens't want him doing something he doesn't to just because he thinks it'll make Corbin sad or something.]
[ Sighing softly he mumbled something about things being so much easier when he could. But he did smirk a little at that. ]
Isn’t that what dating is? Hanging out....eating food....pretending you’re a little less interested than you are just to keep them guessing, but really you fully plan on stealing their food and hoping they ask you out again?
[ Noah wanted to be here. He did. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted all of that. Or as much of that as he could actually have in this place. ]
I guess, but sometimes you gotta say it's a date or it's just... you know, friends hangin out. And I wanted to let you know that it's ok if you didn't want this to be a date, and it could just be us hanging out, and I don't want you to say it's a date just cause, I don't know, you think I'm gonna be sad if you say it's not.
[He pauses and thinks for a bit]
I went to Sweetsong for some drinks with Matt. I ain't sure if that was a date, but it kinda felt like one.
[And they had fucked after, so he was pretty sure that counted.]
[He was pretty sure getting food with Caleb after blowjobs wasn't a date. He wouldn't have called it one anyway.]
[ Looking up when his hand was taken, he slowly curled his fingers and watched Corbins face. The menu was put down and it felt like some of the walls had been brought down with it. ]
[That gets a grin out of Corbin, and he runs a thumb over the tops of Noah's knuckles as the dryad waitress comes up to get their orders.]
Oh, yeah. Um, a double chili cheese fries, and one of your Deluxe burgers. With all the toppings. Bacon, cheese, all the veggies, mustard, mayo, ketchup, whatever else you got back there that could fit on top. Oh yeah, and a fried egg, over easy. Just one.
[He gave her a grin at the disbelieving look]
Thank you ma'am. Oh, and a cherry coke to drink, please.
[he looks over at Noah as the waitress turns to him, clearly hoping that his order wasn't going to involve half the kitchen]
[ Noah blinked a few times but really it just sounded more complicated than it was. He stifled a laugh somewhere in the middle of it and glanced at the paper with the order briefly before watching that grin spread over Corbins face.
Yeah, he would have been one of them.
Closing his menu he held up up and hummed. ]
Just a waffle, side of a hash browns and....iced coffee. Extra whip. ...and caramel. Thank you.
[ Cause sweet coffee was life and he needed the energy. ]
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Noah wasn’t sure what he should do, honestly. Part of him was blushing at the idea, another was worried that if he let it be what it was that someone would get hurt.
But, he took a breath and looked over his menu once more; a quick scan before humming. ]
A waffle because apparently I’m addicted to sugar, a side of hash-browns and this can still be a date so long as we don’t do the whole kissing thing afterward. Cause as much as I want to I just want to be careful.
[ Looking up again, he reached over and hooked a finger over the top of the others menu to pull it down a little. ]
Is...that okay?
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I, um yeah? Sure. Sorry, I shoulda asked if you wanted to, stead of just assuming you'd read my mind.
You ain't gotta, you know. We c'n just hang out an have some food.
[Because now he's worried that Noah might be doing this because he doesn't want to hurt his feelings? Which would suck, and he doens't want him doing something he doesn't to just because he thinks it'll make Corbin sad or something.]
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[ Sighing softly he mumbled something about things being so much easier when he could. But he did smirk a little at that. ]
Isn’t that what dating is? Hanging out....eating food....pretending you’re a little less interested than you are just to keep them guessing, but really you fully plan on stealing their food and hoping they ask you out again?
[ Noah wanted to be here. He did. He wanted to kiss him. He wanted all of that. Or as much of that as he could actually have in this place. ]
Are you taking anyone else on dates?
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[He thinks about it and then sort of shrug nods]
I guess, but sometimes you gotta say it's a date or it's just... you know, friends hangin out. And I wanted to let you know that it's ok if you didn't want this to be a date, and it could just be us hanging out, and I don't want you to say it's a date just cause, I don't know, you think I'm gonna be sad if you say it's not.
[He pauses and thinks for a bit]
I went to Sweetsong for some drinks with Matt. I ain't sure if that was a date, but it kinda felt like one.
[And they had fucked after, so he was pretty sure that counted.]
[He was pretty sure getting food with Caleb after blowjobs wasn't a date. He wouldn't have called it one anyway.]
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[ Grabbing a sugar packet he tore it open and poured it onto the tabletop to start toying with it while they waited. ]
But if you’re that worried—-hanging out is fine.
[ Using the packet as a straight edge, he absently licked the corner of his mouth and scoot the sugar into the shape of the ley lines. ]
If it felt like one then it probably was. Anyway...there’s no pressure. I’m sure you won’t have a shortage of dates while you’re here.
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Well, I would. I'd get over it, cause I ain't gonna make you feel like shit over it. But yeah, I'd be disappointed.
[He paused for a second, and then reached across the table to, if the other boy didn't move his hand, slide his hand into Noah's free one.]
Look, this ain't goin how I was plannin it in my head, so lemme start over.
Hey Noah, you wanna go on a date to Staxx? My treat.
[Because no, Noah with his sweet smiles didn't get to talk about how he wasn't worth a damn date.]
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Yes. I would.
[ Smiling a little, he raised his brows. ]
Better order something good cause you’re sharing.
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Oh, yeah. Um, a double chili cheese fries, and one of your Deluxe burgers. With all the toppings. Bacon, cheese, all the veggies, mustard, mayo, ketchup, whatever else you got back there that could fit on top. Oh yeah, and a fried egg, over easy. Just one.
[He gave her a grin at the disbelieving look]
Thank you ma'am. Oh, and a cherry coke to drink, please.
[he looks over at Noah as the waitress turns to him, clearly hoping that his order wasn't going to involve half the kitchen]
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Yeah, he would have been one of them.
Closing his menu he held up up and hummed. ]
Just a waffle, side of a hash browns and....iced coffee. Extra whip. ...and caramel. Thank you.
[ Cause sweet coffee was life and he needed the energy. ]
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I could probably make a joke 'bout you not needin anymore sugar cause you're already too sweet.
[Which was corny as hell but sue him, Noah had said he wanted a date? He was getting a date.]
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I’m not that sweet, actually.
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[But as far as he was concerned that was just kind of how food worked. He was fully planning on stealing some of Noah's hashbrowns]
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[ Actually that was pretty scary. ]
Before I died I was kind of a shit, to be honest. Dying mellowed me out. And now I’m sort of....finding a happy medium, I guess.
[ Looking at their hands again he curled his fingers, tracing each of Corbins fingers lightly. ]