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Prompt #4: On a Date
"S-Sato-san! Gomen! I was really tired from yesterday, so I overslept my alarm. I tried to get here as fast as I could," Takagi apologized profusely, bowing his head in shame. His breathing was irregular, and his clothes were wrinkled, as if he ran quite some distance before getting there. Because his gaze was fixed downward, he did not notice the soft smile Sato directed his way. Just something about his disheveled appearance made him all the more charming in her eyes. It was just so like Takagi-kun to appear so awkward and frazzled in front of her all of the time, she reasoned in her head.
He kept his head lowered, staring hard at the ground—waiting for response from Sato-san. Quickly glancing at her watch, she got up and stood right in front of him. "Daijōbu, I was not waiting for long." She redirected his gaze upward as she fixed the collar of his button up and ran her hands through his hair to fix his bed hair. Once she finished, she simply rested her hands on the side of his neck—just observing him intently.
Takagi flushed at how close her face was to his; he definitely expected to be reprimanded. He was also slightly embarrassed at his disheveled appearance on his date, even though he knew Sato would not mind much. He was glad that he did not make her wait long, but he sincerely felt bad about leaving her there by herself. He stared at her, as she smiled back sweetly. This was the first time today that he got to fully appreciate her appearance. Normally, on their dates, she was not one for wearing anything too extravagant, but she always looked so stunning regardless. However, today, she decided to dress up a bit; she had on a nice blouse and a matching skirt to go with it. He definitely liked the new look, he decided.
They finally got a day off together, but he felt so stupid for oversleeping and wasting what precious time they had together. Sure they see each other at work every day, but it just was not the same. However, the moment they were sharing right now erased all of his worries from earlier. He couldn't help himself from leaning in slowly—wanting to kiss her softly... that was until the stupid waiter thought it was a good idea to interrupt their perfectly romantic mood.
The waiter—who looked to be around their age—was fairly good looking, he noted. Though, Takagi was not pleased when he decided to clear his throat and disturb them. Granted, they were standing stupidly in the middle of the restaurant, but the waiter should have gotten the hint and come back at a later time when he saw the two of them like that. Tch.
Sato-san immediately removed her hands from his neck and sat down, turning a little red herself after realizing what had just happened. Takagi followed suit, sitting down in the seat across from her.
The waiter asked them what they wanted to order, but Takagi noticed that he was paying more attention to Sato-san than he should be—as she was glancing at the menu intently. Seeing the waiter blatantly checking out his girlfriend was irritating. Sure, he did not like it when his senpai from work kept staring at Sato-san but that did not mean he was used to it. He rested his chin on his palm, angrily, muttering something unintelligible under his breath. He was burning a hole in his menu—forgetting to even order. It wasn't until he heard Sato-san's soothing voice that brought him out of his revere. "Ne, Takagi-kun, what are you going to order?"
"Oh, I'll just have the spicy ramen," he blurted out—slightly distracted. He was still a bit peeved by the waiter's undivided attention on his girlfriend. He was fuming, but he tried to hide it from Sato by concealing his face with the menu. He could see how he kept stealing a glance at her as often as he could—in between orders and pauses in decisions. He even brushed her arm by "accident" in the process, passing it off as clumsiness when picking up the menus. Obviously, the stupid waiter did not seem to care even though he knew that the two of them are dating from the little exchange earlier. He was probably flirting with her shamelessly while she was waiting for him to come earlier, but knowing Sato-san, she probably didn't even notice. That thought annoyed him even more, even though he knew it was not her fault—he did not blame her in any way. It was part of her charm, but it was just annoying to realize that a lot of men were interested in his girlfriend—even outside of work. He could not exactly blame them though.
Once the stupid waiter left, his mood lifted immediately, but he was still feeling slightly sour. It was not until Sato talked about her day that his demeanor changed; he smiled lightly and nodded as she told her story. It was rare for them to be able to relax like this on a date without being interrupted, so he treasured every moment he had with her alone.