Characters: Milo/Camus
Prompt: #15 Blue
Word Count: 217
Rating: K
Stare…
Stare…
And stare some more…
"Camus…" A twitch.
"Yes?"
"What's this?" The blue hair saint pointed at 'something' in the middle of his plate.
"You do know what it is, Milo." His companion said as he took his knife and proceeded to cut the offending shell.
"You do know my sign is, right?" He said as he lightly poked his supposed to be romantic dinner? Wait the minute? Was this a date? No, no Camus called it hang out. But to other's perspective, it might look like a date! Picture this: 2 boys, inside the famous and quite expensive seafood restaurant, sitting face to face with candlelight and champagne. It was, look like a date, no? The romantic music background certainly didn't help much either… He could hear whispers and camera clicking around him actually…
"Scorpio." Camus said coldly, concentrated more at his fork. Not that he was unaware of his surrounding…
"… Uh huh, and you ordered me a lobster?!" He frowned, poked his offending meal lightly.
"Milo… that's a lobster…"
"It's look like scorpion!" A whine…
"So?"
"I hate you, Camus." He murmured dangerously as he finally cut the scorpion like seafood.
"The feeling is mutual." The turquoise hair saint said as he smirked lightly. Payback was sweet… and Milo was cursing under his breath. Note to himself: Never, ever, ever touched or broke Aquarius's urn collection.