He was on a date.

With a very handsome man.

Nice personality.

Humorous. 

Smart.

Good job.

Cute smile. 

 And oh god, if he can just pull this one off then he can change his facebook status and earn his bragging rights and won’t have to listen to his mother whine about him getting a boyfriend. He was desperate, almost pleading for this not to turn disastrous like his many other first dates. 

But then the waiter comes along trotting to their table and smiles at him. 

A/N: I know i have another markson story that i haven't even started but i watched got7 dancing to Mr Chu and basically exploded into a pile of feels.