Ste let himself flop onto the small couch in the office; he looked up at Brendan and laughed, a cold laugh, not a laugh that was filled with happiness.

"So like a date then?" Ste asked.

Brendan scratched at his forehead, "yeah, yeah a date."

"You are unbelievable!"

Brendan sat next to him, "look, Stephen, I'm trying to make things better. Don't make this any more difficult than it is already."

"Me make things difficult? Well that's rich coming from the King of difficulty," Ste snapped. "You're the one that makes things difficult. See, even now I get the blame."

"It's not about blame! I just… look, do ye want to go on a…date or not?"

Ste messed with the cotton on his t-shirt, "well it depends."

"What on?"

"You don't do a runner, or lose your temper with me if I look at you the wrong way or-"

"I'm past all that now, I know what I want," Brendan's words were said with nothing but conviction.

"What do you want?"

"I think ye know," Brendan rolled his eyes a little. Ste always needed more.

"Not if you don't say it."

"You, I want ye okay?"

Ste couldn't help but smile; he covered his face with his arms. Clearly the drink was still affecting his common sense, why should he believe a word? Yet he had that warm buzz in his stomach.

"No more chances, you hear?" Ste warned his arms still in front of his face.

"I hear ye loud and clear," Brendan smiled. "Fancy moving your arms… unless ye gonna be sick all over me-"

Ste moved his arms, his grin big enough to soften any stone heart, "I'm still drunk," Ste whispered.

"Ye happy, Stephen, don't worry. That's how I feel, too."

"Brendan, are you sure you've not had a personality transplant?" Ste smirked. He looked over at his phone and saw the time, "oh I've gotta get home, me."

"I'll walk ye then. Ye'll end up falling flat on ye face otherwise."

Ste shook head, "no, I'll be fine. I'm a big boy."

Brendan looked Ste up and down evidently, "yeah I know." He agreed.

"Err, Brendan! You perv, I'm off."

Brendan leaned forward, his face and breath hovering over Ste's. Damn those lips, how he'd missed those lips, the familiar scent flowing up his nose, one more inch forward and they'd be attached to his.

But Ste ducked his head and got up, "you don't get that yet," Ste grinned cheekily before practically skipping out of the office.

A/N: Just a small chapter because I'm not sure how I want the date to go. So if any of you lovelies that are reading would like to suggest any ideas that would be great. Thanks for reading/reviewing, means a lot. :)