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"Handsome as ever,” Khun quips and Bam blushes.
"And you, you’re gorgeous." He cups Khun's chin and is rewarded with a sweet grin.
Only for him.
The ballroom is fancy. Chandeliers glitter and candle lights flicker on tables that are dressed to the nines. The sweet scent of champagne and cool summer rain make the guests seem floaty amongst everything so lavishly styled.
They’re led to their table, gleaming with crystal and gold. There are roses aplenty, Bam is sure there are at least twenty and even Khun says it's a sight to behold.
Khun gives their order, voice smooth and velvety, and all Bam could do is smile. He’s certain he’s still sober but he’s already feeling so warm. But hey, it really has been a while.
Khun belongs in scenes like this. All smart and polished, his perfect bliss. Bam can’t keep from staring and sure he’s gaping but he really wants a kiss.
"Bam? You alright?"
"Of course!" But what a sight! Khun really is quite ravishing tonight.
Bam is saved by the waiter who brings bowls of clam tomato bisque. Still staring, he takes a sip and what a delight! He looks at Khun like a silly buffoon as his lips wrap delicately around that silver spoon. Then, almost chokes as Khun gives him a wink. The man laughs happily as Bam reaches for his drink.
"Bam," he says softly, all fond and merry.
"Khun," he pouts. “Just marry me already.”
And with a groan Bam remembers they are already wed.
The veal is sublime, so tender and fine. Khun looks back as he takes a dainty bite. Eyes with mischief aglowing as he flicks his tongue slyly. He really is putting Bam's patience to test.
This time, Bam reaches for his champagne. Wondering perhaps how he'll ever stay sane. Dinner with Khun is such a pleasure and pain. Then again, heck! Who is he to complain?
Each bite a groan. Each sip a moan. Khun really is driving him quite mad. As each forkful follows, as each piece is swallowed, Bam really knows for this night he is glad.
Dessert is chocolate puddings with strawberries and cream. Bam takes a bite and laughs in pleasant surprise. They’re perfect like a dream.
Khun bites his lip, eyes closing in delight. And Bam, poor Bam, turns into a tomato at the sight.
"Bam?" Khun asks mildly, as if he isn't the cause of Bam's early demise.
"Yes?!"
"Dance with me?"
"Okay." He steals a kiss.
Forever should be filled with moments like this.
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