When Wilson arrived early for work like usual the next day he was surprised to find a paper bag on one of the tables in the lab. "That looks like one of Maxy's..."
The whole thing was very odd, normally the taller male would deliver the bag himself. "What if someone else sent it pretending it's something from him?" He honestly wouldn't put it past any of his coworkers to do something like that as well as attempt to poison him in the process.
The goth stood for a minute and stared at it until finally he began to cautiously approach it like it was some kind of dangerous animal.
The forensic scientist then sat down in front of it. "Well, I'll never know until I actually look inside of it," Wilson said to himself, taking a deep breath before peeking into it.
"Huh?"
There was a container of some sort at the bottom but on top of that was a slip of paper that looked familiar.
The wavy haired man's eyes widened and he bit his lip nervously, a shaky hand reaching in to grab it. Holding it in both hands he looked at it until finally he began to slowly unfold it.
It was his own note and it looked exactly the same as it did when he gave it to his dapper crush. Great disappointment filled the small man and he was about to crinkle it up into a ball and throw it into the trash until he noticed that there was a difference.
The letter Y had a circle around it.
Wilson's heart skipped a beat and he let out a happy and relieved laugh. It then turned into giggles as he then pressed the note to his chest and kicked his legs out in joy.
The forensic scientist did this for a minute before he then remembered that the note had come along with something else. Wilson grabbed the container and opened it.
Inside was a cupcake, a red velvet one in fact, with white cream cheese frosting on top. However, it's what was written inside of the container that caught the small man's attention.
It was simply one word.
Dinner?
"You look happy, should I be scared?" Charlie joked.
Maxwell didn't say something right away, trying to concentrate on his paperwork.
"Max?" The brunette female questioned.
"What?"The dapper man answered, looking up from his work.
His partner squinted at his face and then her eyes widened and she pointed at him, "You are happy about something, I was right! Did you finally get laid or something?!"
"Shhh! What's the matter with you, yelling things like that!" Maxwell stage whispered, holding a finger to his lips.
Charlie giggled. "But I am right, aren't I?"
"Not really." The tall man remarked as he looked back at the papers in front of him.
"You're no fun." The woman pouted.
Another cop's voice could be heard then. "Hey, weirdo what are you doing in this part of the building?"
Both Charlie and Maxwell immediately looked over in the voice's direction. Sure enough, the officer was talking to Wilson.
"I work here too, you know." The small man said back.
"Not out here you don't." The cop remarked.
"Honestly, I don't have time for this. So just say all your little insults now so I can get back to more important things." The goth said in exasperation.
The police officer was taken aback by the forensic scientist's lack of being intimidated and didn't say a word.
"Nothing? OK, good. Now get out of my way." Wilson smiled and then headed straight over to Maxwell's desk. The dapper man stood up from his chair as the other man approached, his arms at his sides.
"Hi, Maxy." The small man said cheerfully.
"Hello, Wilson." The tall man replied, a bit of a blush appearing on his cheeks.
Charlie looked back and forth between the two males from where she sat, confusion evident in her large eyes.
"I have a message for you." The goth continued.
"What is it?" Maxwell asked.
"I'd love to." Wilson said simply.
The dapper man looked puzzled. Seeing this, the wavy haired man smiled and held up the cupcake's closed container in his hand.
Maxwell's eyes widened and the blush on his face got darker. The forensic scientist giggled, "Later." He then walked away and back towards his lab.
The tall man sank back in his chair and let out a sigh. "OK, what was that all about?" His brunette partner questioned.
"Nothing. It was nothing." Maxwell said softly, going back to his papers with new found motivation. He did want to get out of the office as soon as possible after all.
Wilson found himself looking at the clock constantly the rest of the day and he usually was too into his work to even notice the time.
"Come on." The forensic scientist said to himself, watching as the hands on the clock slowly began to approach the time he was allowed to leave.
Finally, it was time.
"Yes!" Wilson cried out, throwing his hands in the air. Quickly, he took off his lab coat and hung it up and left the room.
Maxwell was already waiting outside the station when the goth opened up the front door. "Oh, um, hi..." The wavy haired male said, suddenly feeling nervous.
"Hello." The tall man replied.
There was a moment of silence as the two simply stood and stared at the other. Finally, taller one commented, "I don't believe I've ever seen you without your lab coat on."
"Yeah? I don't think I've seen you in street clothes before." Wilson answered.
"Good point." Maxwell smirked.
"A-Anyway, um, did you have somewhere in mind?" The goth said, trying to ignore the way that smirk made his knees feel weak.
"Well, I do know some places but I thought I'd let you decide." The tall man said.
"R-Really? Well, there is one place I like. But I don't know if you'll like it." Wilson said, looking to the side. Suddenly, the forensic scientist felt a large hand on his shoulder and he looked up.
"If you like it I'm sure I will too." Maxwell said with a smile.
The goth bit his lip. "Well, it's a sushi place and it's not too far from here."
"Perfect." The tall man replied and began to walk towards the parking lot.
"Wait, have you ever had sushi before?" Wilson asked in panic.
"Never in my life." Maxwell answered over his shoulder.
The forensic scientist looked on worried but then began to follow the other male.
"I just hope that our first date doesn't become a disaster..." Wilson said to himself.