AN: I made the executive decision that this would be the second to last chapter. There will be at least one bonus scene, but I feel bad because I rarely update and they're hard to write the way I want to write them. So, enjoy.

Nico looked across the table at Connor. The man looked even more handsome in the dim light of the restaurant. His blue eyes caught the light and his curly hair seemed to fall just right. His smirk, the smirk Nico had always regarded as a the smirk of a trickster, was suddenly the most attractive thing Nico had ever seen. And that suit…he could just kiss the person who had sold Connor that suit…and shirt…and tie…that belt…

Honestly, he would kiss Connor's mom just for giving birth to this god.

"Nico," Connor was chuckling.

Nico felt himself turn bright red. "I'm staring."

"Just a little. It's okay." Connor glanced around the restaurant. "What isn't okay is the fact that our waiter disappeared."

"Yeah, it's been a long time." Nico glanced toward the kitchen, then he shrugged. "Doesn't look like any of the waiters are around. Maybe something happened in the kitchen. It's not like we're in a hurry. Are we?"

Connor shook his head. "Not at all." He took a sip of his wine.

"I'm still surprised that you got wine. I thought you didn't do alcoholic beverages." Nico took a sip from his own glass.

He shrugged. "I don't. Not often. Just special occasions. Like a first date, weddings, Christmas dinner, and other important anniversaries. Never anything depressing. Not that that's a good date conversation."

"That's nice thing about it being us," Nico said with a little shrug. "We can talk about anything."

"I suppose that's true," He said with a grin.

Nico looked at Connor, then sighed and looked at his plate. "I'm sorry, this feels awkward doesn't it."

"It does," Connor laughed a little. "I think it's this restaurant. Want to pay for the wine and then hit a pizza place?"

"If you think we can find someone to take care of our bill, then yeah." Nico looked around again.

Connor frowned, then smirked. "Or we could skip out."

"No, go find a waiter or waitress." Nico rolled his eyes.

Connor got up and went to look for someone.

Nico tracked his progress, noticing him going toward the kitchen after a while.

Connor seemed to peer in, then went in.

Nico wasn't sure that was a good idea, but who was he to say.

Connor came back out, looking concerned. He nodded for Nico to follow.

"Did you pay?"

"No, now come on. The police will be here any second and they're going to find a diffused bomb in the kitchen. Frankly, I don't plan on being around for questioning. Might take a big bite of time out of our date," Connor explained.

Nico shook his head. "Did you already take care of the surveillance?"

"Yes, now let's go." Connor took a quick drink from his wine glass.

Nico downed the last bit in his glass and followed the taller man out of the restaurant. "Won't the other customers notice us?"

"Nah, I used the mist. As far as they're concerned we had already finished our dinner and a waiter took care of us, then we left and he disappeared with the rest of the workers." Connor straightened his jacket, walking quickly enough that Nico actually fell behind a bit.

"Man you're fast, slow down!" Nico hissed.

"Is that a joke about my fake leg?"

Nico snorted. "Don't be ridiculous."

"I excel at being ridiculous," Connor tossed Nico the keys. "You're driving. I'll call and order takeout for the pizza. I think home is better."

"Home is always better." Nico carefully got into the vehicle, timing it with traffic. Once he was in and buckled up, he looked over at Connor. "We suck at romance."

Connor nodded. "Apparently. I just think we have to find our own path. An unconventional one since we're unconventional."

"Yeah, I guess we really are." Nico managed to pull out into traffic. "Maybe we could try a romantic movie or something."

"Like what?"

Nico stared blankly at the red light. "I…I don't even know."

Connor laughed a bit, then called ahead and ordered their pizzas. One for him and one for Nico.

Nico smiled. He loved that Connor knew his favorite kind of pizza.

"What did you do on dates before?" Connor asked, careful not to say Will's name.

"We'd just do…anything. If we really wanted to have a romantic night, one of us would sort of cater to the other's favorite things. When I wanted it to be his night, I would get his favorite food, his favorite movie and we'd do whatever he wanted. Vice versa if it was my night."

"And if it was a night for both of you?"

"You're not ready for that." Nico gripped the steering wheel tightly, a little embarassed.

"Ah."

Nico nodded, then pulled into the pizza place. "Want me to run in?"

"Nah, I've got this. Keep the car running, think up something for us." Connor hopped out.

Nico chewed on his lip. He couldn't think of a movie for them to watch. Or something they could do. He just wanted to eat pizza and talk with Connor. Maybe cuddle with him.

Connor came back with the pizza's and hopped in. "Alright, that's both our favorites and cheesebread."

"Cheesebread!" Nico cheered.

Connor grinned, leaning over and kissing Nico on the lips. Probably on impulse.

But that kiss…that kiss was amazing.

It took a few moments for them both to seem to be able to find words.

Nico stared at the steering wheel. "I thought of something we could do."

"Hell, yes."