"I think we are." He adds a little more to the tip and thanks the waiter again when he comes back with their food boxed up before gathering it up and offering his free hand to Delta.
"Yeah, the real thing," Delta agrees, lacing his fingers with York's and grabbing his drink with his free hand. Sorry York's drink, you might get left behind.
"Yeah, I do." It may have only been one night so far, but he needed only a moment to see that Delta was beautiful. And every time he smiles or blushes or laughs, he just becomes more so.
Cumulative beauty? Delta didn't know that was a thing. What he did know was that this food was going to be great, and once he makes it to the edge of the sidewalk he carefully looks out over the road. With it clear he starts across the street for the small park.
He chuckles and squeezes Delta's hand lightly as they cross the road, heading towards the park once they reach the other side, set a little ways back from the road to lessen the sound of traffic. A few path lights shed dim light as they head into the area.
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And he's smiling because this night has been good and it can get better.
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"Sorry for the bother, but could we get this to go please? Thank you."
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"I think we're going to have some fun."
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"You've tested them, now for the real thing?"
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"Nice and clear. With less light pollution at the park, we might be able to see more stars."
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"You really think so?
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"Perhaps you're not wrong."
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"Where do you fancy sitting?"
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"There's an opening nearby, a nice little clearing. We can put my coat down as a blanket."
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“Here,” he decides at last, coming to a stop.
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"Like you do."