Demyx looked around the restaurant again in awe. The place was huge, and very expensive. Giant crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, every table covered by a white silk tablecloth. The food was amazing, the service amazing, everything was amazing.
But why had Zexion randomly wanted to eat here? Demyx scrutinized the man in question carefully. He looked happy. Well, happy for Zexion. People only came to this kind of place for special occasions. But, it wasn't his birthday, and it wasn't Zexion's birthday, and they hadn't been together long enough for an anniversary.
"Demyx, calm down and eat your salmon."
Demyx looked up at his partner, startled. "What do you mean? I'm totally calm right now. Chill, even."
Zexion rolled his eyes. "You're freaking out."
"Am not!"
Zexion sighed. "You are. But why?"
Demyx looked down at his lap, and then back up to meet Zexion's gaze. "Well...Usually when people go to a place like this, it's for a special occasion of some sort. So I was just kinda wondering what the occasion was."
To his surprise, Zexion grinned. "You'll see."
And that was all that was said about it until dinner was finished.
Zexion payed the check, having smacked Demyx's hand away from it so hard, the blonde whined he had broke it. "Are you gonna tell me what's so special about today yet?" he asked, rubbing his hand.
Zexion smiled at him. "There's something about this place you failed to notice when we came in."
Demyx cocked his head to the side. "Yeah? And what's that?"
"It's also a hotel."
"..."
"A certain kind of hotel, Demyx."
"Oh. Oh!" Demyx slowly grinned, before grabbing Zexion's hand and heading towards the exit. "Room number?"
"O-one hundred and twelve!" the slate haired man managed to get out.
Demyx looked back and laughed before reaching the staircase and bounding up it three steps at a time, still holding on to Zexion's hand.
"Why aren't we taking the elevator?" Zexion yelped.
"Because I've been waiting way too long for this!" Demyx replied.
They finally got to the room. Zexion handed the blonde male the keycard, and he fumbled with it for a few seconds before sliding it in. At the sound of the beep that signaled the door unlocking, they both let go of the breath they didn't know they had been holding.
Demyx turned and locked eyes with Zexion. "You sure you're ready for this?" he said, smiling.
"I've been ready since I first met you, Demyx."
A/N: So I imagine most of you are all clawing at your computers in anger at the shortness of this chapter. Because of the shortness of the chapter. And the end kind of bugs me. It seems too cheesy. But the next (and probably last) chapter is going to be all smut. The entire thing. And ObesessiveShikaTemaFan your reviews just make my entire life. 3