When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie....
Who: Willem and Kiku.
When: Thursday evening, June 16
Where: Vargas Pizzeria
What: A first date, which first goes wrong and then goes right.
( That's amore. )
When: Thursday evening, June 16
Where: Vargas Pizzeria
What: A first date, which first goes wrong and then goes right.
( That's amore. )
It wasn't as if Willem hadn't seen him in everything from pajamas to a maid dress, but the part of his brain that was wired to think like a teenage girl told him that the first date was an important one, even if they had been close friends for six years.
Now, as he neared the entrance to the Vargas Pizzeria, he spotted the familiar form of his date and tried to quell the nervous butterflies in his stomach. He looked very nice tonight. Kiku hoped he hadn't been waiting long.
"Good evening," he greeted simply.
Kiku sort of hoped Feliciano wasn't working tonight.
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"Good. I feel the same about you."
At that moment his phone rang, and he pulled it out of his pocket to silence it. He turned back to the other man, about to continue their conversation, when the phone rang again. Scowling, the Dutchman looked down at his caller id.
"It's my boss," he said, glancing back up at the other man as he stood. "I'll go take this and then I'll be right back."
They weren't too far away from the front door, so he ducked outside to answer it.
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With a start, he turned to see who exactly the hand belonged to. The face was familiar, but it took a small stretch to place it with a location in his memory.
"Fancy seeing you at a place like this," the guy, who Kiku had realized by this time was a regular customer at the cafe, greeted. He had not removed his hand. "Although I almost didn't recognize you without your cute little dress. What are you doing, eating all by yourself?"
Uncomfortably, Kiku gave a weak smile. Being rude to a regular was bad for business, but...
"Ah...a-actually, I'm not..."
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Only to discover that there was a strange man standing over his date, hand on Kiku's shoulder. Kiku looked like he was trying to be polite, but the strained smile and the stiffness in his whole frame spoke of of just how much he wanted away from this.
Willem strode the last few steps from the table, taking the man's wrist and pulling his hand away from Kiku's shoulder. He couldn't help but enjoy the way the man's eyes went wide at the sudden use of force, or the way the he took a step back as the tall, broad shouldered Dutchman stepped in between him and Kiku.
"He and I are currently on a date," he said, arms coming up to cross at his chest. "Was there something you needed?"
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The Japanese man blinked up at his date, looking lost as to what had just happened.
"Willem, I'm...sorry...I'm not sure what..."
And then the pizza arrived.
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He sat down in the seat next to Kiku's, turning it so he was facing the other man. He was close enough that they could have a private conversation, but not so much that he was in the other man's space.
"He looked like he was bothering you," he said, voice soft. "Are you okay?"
Did I do something wrong? he thought but did not add.
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He shook his head. It was very rare that he was accosted by anyone outside of the cafe. And the fact that it happened in the middle of a date--his first date with Willem--was poor timing indeed.
"Are you..."
Are you mad? he wanted to ask.
"Are you okay?"
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"I'm fine," he replied. "I didn't like that he was upsetting you."
He wanted to reach out and take the other man's hands in his, run his thumbs over the backs in a silent gesture of comfort. But the fact that they were in public stopped him.
Although, as his glance shifted to their meal,it did give him an idea for another gesture.
"What do you think about getting this to go and eating it at one of our apartments?"
It'd be much quieter, and maybe they could dispel some of the awkwardness if they tried this in a more familiar environment.
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But he really did enjoy the idea of something familiar and comfortable to cast off the discomfort.
"Do you think they would let us change this to takeout?"
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Not too much later, the meal was paid for and the two were walking along the sidewalk towards the bus station with their pizza. Willem held it in the hand on the opposite side of where Kiku was, while his free hand kept brushing against the other man's.
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And despite it being somewhat public...he discovered that he would not mind terribly. With a red face, he curled his fingers around Willem's.
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The rest of the the walk to buss stop was made in comfortable silence.
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