Flawed Design (H2OVanoss)

Dinner Date

Delirious' POV

"When is that motherfucker going to get here?" I huffed as I cleaned my house. "I'm fucking hungry and he said he'd be here around six. It's almost fucking eight o'clock."

Right as I finished saying that, the bell rang. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear," I grumbled and unlocked the door, opening it to reveal Luke in a tux with... was that a fucking bouquet of red roses?

"Aren't you supposed to invite me in instead of just standing there and staring?" he smirked and handed me the flowers. "Sorry I'm late. There was a car crash or something on the highway and I wanted to make up for the time lost by giving you something."

"Err, right!" I blinked and carefully grabbed the roses from Luke. "Come on in!"

"Dinner is my treat, of course," Luke nodded to himself and looked around. "I see that your place looks better than it did last time I was here."

"That's because I had about two hours of spare time," I rolled my eyes as I walked into my kitchen, searching for the red vase that had once belonged to my mother. "Guessing with the way you're dressed, you had to reserve this shit?"

"Yeah," he chuckled and looked me up and down. "You should put a tux on too."

"Aren't we late though?" I raised an eyebrow as I grabbed the vase from beneath the sink and filled it with water.

"Nope! I thought ahead and scheduled for 9:30 PM," Luke grinned, practically glowing with pride for his 'heroic' actions. "Plenty of time for you to take care of your roses and put on a tux."

"Can you give me a hint on where we're going?" I unwrapped the roses, thankful that they were already cut because I was too lazy to do it myself.

"In English, it's called Sapphire Star," Luke sat down on my couch, turned on the tv, and began to flip through the channels.

"In English?" I stared at the back of Luke's head as if he were crazy. "What language is it normally?"

"Ah, but if I told you, that'd ruin the surprise!" he chuckled as he began to watch Tropic Thunder.

"Umm... Russian...?" I guessed and pulled my phone out of my pocket, quickly going to Google Translate. "Err... I can't read whatever the hell is above it but in our language its... sapfir whatever the fuck that last one is because I can't say that."

"It's not Russian," Luke glanced at me from the corner of his eyes to see what I was doing. "Go fucking get dressed. Knowing you, you'll take about an hour."

"Shut the fuck up!" I laughed before heading to my room to get changed.

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"I fucking said you'd take an hour!" Luke rolled his eyes and held the door open for me to a restaurant named Zaffiro Stellato*.