Gadreel fidgeted in his suit as he sat in the restaurant, he was nervous. He never had been on a date, with anybody. But he wanted to do something special with Mia, he wanted wine and dine her.
Like how normal people do.
He looked at the menu, wondering if Mia likes seafood. He remembers asking Mia out, seeing her smile that he loves so much, but when he told her the restaurant, it faltered. He knows The Rouge is a fancy and rather conservative restaurant with a dress code, but he thought it will be nice.
"Hey, G."
He looked up and nearly did a double take.
Mia was wearing a simple black dress and her hair is black. She wasn't even wearing any jewelry and was wearing heels. She looked so…plain.
"You look…nice." He said.
"Oh please, don't lie." She said as she sat in the chair, "I look like hell and these shoes will not let me walk."
She then sighed as she looked at the menu. She then blanched.
"Gadreel, this is awfully expensive."
"It's alright, Mia."
A waitress then walked up to them and smiled.
"Hello, I'm Jenny. I will be your waiter tonight." she said with a smile, "Would you like to get drink for your yourself and your…daughter?"
Mia bristled and glared at the waitress.
"I'm his date!" she growled out.
"We will just take some water, thank you." Gadreel said quickly as Mia grumbled under her breath. As they waited for the waitress, they tried to make small talk, but the stifling air of the restaurant made them both uncomfortable.
"I gotta pee." Mia said suddenly as she stood up quickly. But she tripped on her heel and fell to the floor. As Gadreel got up ro help her, he bumped into a waiter making him drop his tray full with drinks. Gadreel quickly went over and helped Mia up, their faces burning with embarrassment. She then looked up at Gadreel.
"Wanna go to that pizza place we saw on the way here?" Mia said.
"That would be best." Gadreel said as they quickly exited the restaurant, actually glad to leave the stuffy place.
"G, I know why you did that, but really hun?" she said with a laugh, "But is that really us?"
Gadreel just smiled at her and shook his head.
"No, I suppose not."
The man that owned the pizzeria would later tell the story of the tall man carrying the small girls in his arms as they entered in his place, like newlyweds. Their only explanation was the girl didn't want to walk in her heels and he refused to let her walk barefoot.
It will be a story to share over the years.
AN: Here our couple go ont heir first ever dinner date and its not really their style. Pizza always solves everything.
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