Evan's food sat untouched on the table. He couldn't really focus on eating, not when he had Jonathan sitting across from him in the tiny booth in the restaurant. It was secluded, they had their privacy, and he just couldn't take his eyes off the older man. Few words had been exchanged between them, but that was because they still felt awkward about the whole ordeal. Even though they had tried to push it past them, it was still going to linger there, and always would. Evan tried not to think about it though, he tried not to think about what he did as he eyed Jon shyly. He was still as beautiful as he was when he left him; pictures and video wouldn't do him justice, because Jonathan was immaculate compared to others.

His cheeks were slightly flushed, Vanoss noticed. But that was probably because of the nerves and their current predicament. His hands shook slightly as he forked the food from the plate to his mouth, and when Delirious finally looked up at the younger man, his blue eyes sparkled and crinkled up when he grinned back at his date. God, Evan had missed those swimming pools of endless blue. A chuckle escaped Jonathan's pink lips as he put his fork down with a clink, "Why the hell are you starin' at me?" He questioned through small laughter, studying Evan in the small restaurant. The asian man looked distraught, if that was the right word for it, and he just couldn't take his eyes off his date.

Evan shrugged, "I just... I missed being able to look at you." Jonathan's blush darkened, and he couldn't believe that Evan still had this kind of effect on him. After everything, he could still make him blush, still give him butterflies. Hell, the younger man just made him feel so juvenile and adolescent when it came to things like this. He didn't know how much more he'd be able to handle without becoming completely flustered. "Sorry..." Evan shook his head, "That's probably too much for the first date, eh?" A smile graced his lips as he finally picked up his fork to begin eating his food that was ordered a while ago.

Delirious shook with small bouts of laughter, "Considering our situation, I think it's okay."

"I um, I hate to bring it up again... But what did you do while I was gone?" Evan inquired, honestly curious.

A sigh escaped Jonathan's mouth as he remembered those painful few weeks. His mind was already trying to push them away, work them into the back of his headspace so he wouldn't have to see them ever again. He closed his eyes, and shook his head. "I tried to distract myself." He replied, truthfully, then chuckled. "It didn't work too well though." He continued as he opened his eyes to look at Vanoss once more.

"I'm sorry." Evan apologized sadly.

"I know." Jon nodded, "You don't have to keep saying sorry, I get it."

"I should have never left and I hate myself for it..." Vanoss trailed off, "What I did to you..."

"Evan," Jonathan cut him off and grabbed his hand from across the table. Goddamn, it had been forever since they had held hands, and just that simple touch of skin made the older man's heart leap. He savored the feeling of Evan's flesh as he squeezed his hand, showing both empathy and comfort. His thumb traced circles on the tanned skin, and Evan sighed in content. "I forgive you." Delirious murmured, his voice softer than usual. "Everybody fucks up every once in a while... Just quit beating yourself up over it, and let's have a good time tonight, okay?" He inquired, causing Evan to nod.

"You are such an amazing person, Jon."

"So are you." He replied. Their dinner continued, them eating and conversing, and bursting into laughter, disturbing the other patrons in the restaurant. But they didn't care; they were together, and they were happy again. It felt as though nothing had changed between them except the fact that they were on a date instead of just hanging out as friends. When they finished dessert and paid the bill to leave, they exited the place, holding hands and walking extremely close to one another. This was how it was supposed to be all this time, and Delirious really enjoyed it. He enjoyed having Evan like this, just knowing that he was right here and he would always be here for him. It seemed too much like a dream, but no, he knew it was real. It was real, and he felt like the luckiest guy in the world right now.

It was nearing nighttime now; a few stars making their appearance known in the little darkness that was there. Evan opened the car door for Jon before going over to the driver's side. The date wasn't over yet, Evan had something that he knew Jonathan would absolutely adore. Before starting the car, he looked over at the older man, before giving a cheeky smile. "I've got a surprise for you," He started, before holding up a small blindfold. "Can I put this on you?" He asked, gaining permission before he tied the small piece of fabric around Delirious' face, hiding those beautiful blue eyes from exposure. "You're going to love it, Jon." Evan trailed off before starting the car and driving out of the parking lot.

Soft music played on the background in the radio, and Jonathan couldn't help but to let the curiosity eat away at him. Where was Evan taking him? All he knew was that despite everything that had happened, despite everything they had been through in this short amount of time, he trusted Evan. He trusted this man with his life, even after everything that had went down between them. And he loved him too; but he wouldn't say it again, not until Evan said it first at least. His heart pumped quickly, his breaths short and heavy, and he could feel Evan reaching for his hand to hold it as he drove. In the moments like these, he was content with himself, content with life, content because he had Vanoss by his side. And despite everything, he wouldn't change it for the world. In a way, they had both learned from this experience; learned about themselves, and learned about each other. Good things came from it, some pain too, but the majority was good things.

"We're here?" The older man questioned. Jonathan felt the car come to a stop after they drove for about an hour, he guessed. It was beyond dark out now, nothing but the moon and the stars illuminating the black sky. He could feel Evan unbuckling his seatbelt and leading him out of the car. Their hands mingled as he felt the asian man leading him to where they were supposed to be.

"No peeking, okay?" Evan warned.

"I won't." Jonathan replied as they continued to take small steps. He could hear dirt and gravel crunching underneath his feet, and finally, Evan stopped him from walking, and slowly removed the blindfold carefully to reveal his surprise. Jonathan had no idea where they were, but it was somewhere high up, the view of the city beneath them, and the view of the sky above them. There was a blanket spread out on the grass, pillows adorning it, and it was clear that he and Evan were going to have a night under the stars. His heartbeat faltered in his ribcage as his blue eyes darted around, not really knowing where to look, until finally they settled on Vanoss' face, who was merely staring at Jonathan in awe. "Evan..." The older man managed to get out. "You did all this?"

"Yeah." His voice faltered, and he glanced away, the intensity of the moment too much to handle. "I know how much you like this kind of stuff... So, I um..."

"Wow." It came out in a whisper, and Delirious found himself looking up at the darkened sky, before being led by Evan once more, but this time over to the blanket laid out in the grass. Moments like these, Jonathan cherished. It was just him, Evan, the moon, the stars, and the sky... And nothing could be better than it was right now; them lying on their backs, hands behind their heads, dangerously close to each other and falling deeper and deeper in love with each second that passed. It was surely close to perfect, and Delirious was glad that he had forgiven Evan. This, him, it was all worth it... It was worth those two weeks of pain he endured to be enjoying this time with his lover. He couldn't believe that Evan had planned all this for him just to make everything up.

"Jonathan." Evan's voice came out in a whisper.

"Hm?" The older man answered without looking at Vanoss.

"I've been dying to kiss you all night." A murmur hung through the night air, and Evan could feel his face heating up from the sudden confession. It was true though; he hadn't been able to take his dark eyes off those lips of Delirious'. They taunted him, and he needed to feel them again before he went insane. Jonathan said nothing, but he turned so that his blue orbs finally bored into Evan's. He wouldn't say it out loud, but he had been dying to kiss Evan since he arrived drunk in his house the night before. As they laid beside each other, Jonathan inched closer and closer, until finally, their lips brushed against each other, as if they were constructing the most elegant painting, and there were sparks. Goosebumps arose on Jonathan's flesh and being able to feel Evan's lips again. He had almost forgotten just how good they tasted.

And this time, they were sober. It wasn't a messy, drunk, alcohol tasting kiss. It was acute, proper, and passionate. Neither of them being able to hold back the accumulated feelings they had held in all this time. Eventually, their hands made their way to their faces, thumbs stroking the soft skin. Finally, Evan had to break away for air. He hadn't wanted to separate, but he desperately needed oxygen. He sucked in air forcefully, before smashing his lips back to Jonathan's. It was unreal, the feeling too much, and yet it was all they ever needed. Tongues meeting, dancing, fighting for dominance, tracing patterns on each other. God, he had fucking missed Delirious way too much, and kissing him right now made him question why he ever left in the first place. He wanted Jonathan, he needed Jonathan, and he didn't ever want them to be apart ever again.

"I've missed you." Jonathan whispered against his lips, practically reading his mind.

"Jonathan..." His name came out in an exhale of air, the sweet scent of Evan's breath fanning against his face.

"Yeah?"

"I love you." Evan stated simply. "I fucking love you and I was a complete dumbass for leaving."

Jonathan chuckled, "I know." They stayed underneath the stars until the wee hours of the morning, just holding each other, getting reacquainted with one another again. Two weeks had felt like an eternity while they were away from each other, and this was exactly what they needed. Just the fact that they got to revel in each other again, just be surrounded by what was them and only them was a comforting feeling in itself. Finally though after a few hours, Delirious began to yawn from exhaustion. He hadn't exactly gotten much sleep the night before, so he was pretty tired. But he didn't want to leave; he never wanted to leave Evan's side ever again. "I'm sleepy..." He trailed off through a yawn.

"Come stay with me." Evan mumbled against his skin.

"Okay."