Royal Flush King of Hearts: Preferations
by Collapse Overture
Words: 226.
A/N: King of Hearts!
The restaurant was too elegant for his taste. He didn't much like it, especially since he had to dress so formally. To be honest, he much preferred his tennis clothing than a formal suit (honestly, why make a twelve-year-old dress so nice? He should have been playing outside). But there was honestly one person that he didn't mind as much, to dress so nice with. His self-proclaimed boyfriend, Atobe Keigo. Though it wasn't to say that the usually capped boy was whipped by such an arrogant person, oh no. He preferred to call it. . .held under whim - not that he'd say that aloud.
"Monkey King," Echizen started, giving the older boy a look that said 'I wish you wouldn't stare at me when I'm trying to eat.' "Your dinner's on the table, not over here." His voice came out rather boredly. Oh how he wished to drink Ponta instead of the Virgin Daiquiri that Atobe had so precariously shoved towards him. He cared not for such drinks.
Atobe smirked and gave one glance to his food, shook his head (not moving a perfect hair in the process, mind you), then looked right back up at his date. "Oh, but I prefer you to the food on my plate anyday." Echizen made it a rule to never dine with the Monkey King. Ever. Again.