Apollo glanced up. “Sure, I’ll hand my tip right back to you.” He laughed gently, though there was no humor in the laugh. He’d probably need that money, and regret throwing it away.
Samaeal patted his shoulder before reluctantly letting go… There was no need to be creepy… "Are you sure?" He asked.
Apollo shrugged. His shoulder felt cold without Sam’s hand there. “I’m sure. I don’t want you paying more than what you should.”
"Relax, darling, I make good money." Samaeal assured. "Perhaps you could live with me if you'd like." He half-joked.
Apollo chuckled meekly. “My life with you would definitely be better with you.”
"Are you serious?" He asked looking into Apollo's eyes with his blue-purple ones. He looked deeper.
Apollo met Sam’s with his bright gray ones. “I’m sure. It’d be much better.”
Samaeal smiled as their faces were inches away. "Then move in." He suggested in an unusually brilly voice.
Apollo smiled, brushing his nose on Sam’s. “R-really? I’d love to move in.”
Then come on." Samaeal muttered into a small, soft kiss.
Apollo leaned forward to meet Sam in the kiss. He would move in as soon as he could.
Samaeal chuckled.
"You're an interesting person." He said, kissing. Apollo on the nose.
"Excuse me, no PDA!" The waitress joked as she came back with their drinks. "Ready to order?" She asked…
Apollo blushed a little and took the lady seriously, nodding. “I’m ready, I guess. I’ll order the Shrimp Chipotle with double mashed potatoes.”
"And you?" She asked Samaeal.
"Yes, thank you, I'll have the fried, shredded beef Empanadas." Samaeal ordered.
She scurried off.
"Now then…" Samaeal said.
Apollo put his own face into his hands. “Yeah. Your order sounds good.”
"Thanks, love!" Samaeal ehispered, ruffling Apollo's white hair.
Apollo giggled gently and shook his floofed up hair out of his face. “You’re welcome.”
Samaeal took up his ordinary martini. He sighed, drinking it nonetheless. He tucked a strand of silky black hair behind his ear before he set it down.
"Great." He sighed, slightly disgruntled.
Apollo blinked at him. “What’s… what’s wrong?” He tilted his head.
"I asked for this martini, up." He said. "Oh well, it's fine." He sighed, leaning back in amd starting to eat his food.
Apollo took a drag of his rum and pop, before picking up his fork and starting with his shrimp hungrily.
"How is it, darling?" Samaeal asked, taking a piece of his shredded beef Empanadas. He held it up to Apollo. "Would you like to try mine?"
Apollo smiled a little at the pet name and looked up. “Oh! Sure, I’d love to try some of yours.” He leaned forward to take it off of the fork.
"They're great, aren't they?" He asked. "You should really try shrimp Empanadas!" Samaeal chuckled.
Apollo hummed and grinned once he swallowed the food. “We should get more than just this.” If he were being honest with himself, he could eat three more dishes. He’d been skipping out on food lately.
"I had food a few hours ago at your workplace, as you know." Sam stated. "But if you want…
Apollo shook his head. “Nevermind, then. I’m good with this.”
"Come on now, darling… If you want anything. I'll buy it…" He murmured. "After all, you are mine now…" Samaeal added, with a devious smile, before straightening. "And I'm yours!"
Apollo smiled shyly. “R-really? I am?” He wasn’t sure if his new lover was serious.
"Yes. And I'm yours." He paused. "If you want!"
