The second they walk through the door Liz clocks them and drags them over to a free booth near the back.
"You guys are a godsend I was about to stab that guy in booth 8 if he tries and makes one more pass at me. Please tell me you've got news or something I can use as an excuse to leave. I was going to ask and see if you'd take me to your bunker so I could work on making more of the serum to give you guys a boost and… I-" she finally takes a second to notice them and how they're sitting, her and Alex on one side with Michael across from them. From Alex.
Her eyes go wide and am excited smile spreads across her face.
"Omg are- is this-"
Michael taps his foot against hers and gives her a look.
"A date. Yes." He looks to Alex and crosses his arms to settle more comfortably in the booth cushion. "Told you we'd be bugged."
Liz glares at him and knocks her shoulders into Alex's.
"Your date is rude. Leave him."
Alex throws his arm around her and gives a quick hug.
"You could be working on being a better friend and letting me enjoy my date. If it's a disaster you can whisk me away upstairs."
Liz rolls her eyes at them and wiggles out of Alex's hold. "Fine. Enjoy your rude date and food made with love."
She drops next to Michael to give him a quick hug. "You both want your usual's?"
"Kyle's too but not for another hour."
Alex adds.
Michael smirks and gives Liz a hopeful look. "Add pickles to his shake for me Ortecho." He whispers loudly.
"Not if you want them in yours too." She throws back.
They watch her walk back to the counter and pass by booth 8. The guy Liz was talking about with a hand reaching out to touch her behind but jerks back when his drink tips over to spill all over the table and his pants.
Most of it gets on him.
"Consider yourself no longer a rude date." Alex says with a knowing look.
Grinning Michael uncrosses his arms and leans closer to him. "The few times being an alien comes in handy. Now before we start this I have one deal breaker question."
"Shoot."
"Do you still dip your fries into your shake like the heathen you forever are?"
With his elbows propped on the table and chin resting on his hands, Alex just smiles with a tilt of his head.
"Do you still eat your burger burnt and slurp your shake like a slob?"
They stare each other down with equally giddy and a mischievous glint in their eyes.
"Alex is a lost cause but at least Michael's learned to no longer slurp."
A deep voice answers and they both look up to see Arturo standing with their orders ready on a tray and his kind smile.
"Thank you Arturo. See I've grown and gained manners."
Michael taps his shoe gently against Alex's left as Arturo places their food in front of them.
"Will you two be needing anything else?"
He asks as he watches the two slowly get sucked back into their own little world.
"I think we're good Arturo. Thank you."
Alex says as he picks up a fry and dips it into his shake before eating it, never breaking eye contact with Michael who grimaced at him.
"I'll keep Liz busy. You two enjoy your meal." He winks at them before heading back to shew away his nosy daughter.
They eat and simply enjoy each others company, only venturing to talk about easy and light topics. When Michael brings up that he still finds it hilarious that Kyle didn't know the difference between Star Wars and Star Trek, it's surprisingly easy to steer clear of the extra stuff that's connected to it.
The reminder spawns a debate about which character, movie, and show is better.
"You can't beat either of the originals Alex. Like it's the reason why it's still so popular." Michael declares as he points a fry at Alex.
Alex snatches it and eats it. "True but the new stuff is good too and we're able to do way more stuff that wasn't possible before."
"Ok ok. The old and first stuff is what made it good but the new stuff can get more creative. How's that sound?"
"Like a nicer way to say I'm wrong and you're right. Listen we can argue about this all day but the one thing I know we can agree on is that Oscar Isaac is hot."
"No no no the best character is BB-8 because they are small, adorable, and round. Also Finn is hotter."
"They're both pretty hot."
A silence falls upon them before Michael blurts out "they have the most chemistry out of everyone."
This seems to launch Alex into excited chatter.
"Oh thank god if I hear someone say that Rey and Finn are meant to be then I'm going to tackle them."
He grabs another fry and waves it around as he talks.
"Rey is the most badass though. Like sure she and Finn are nice but she doesn't really need anyone. What happened to being friends and found-family themes?"
Michael nudges the nearly empty milkshake out of the way when Alex's hand almost hits it as he keeps talking.
"She has actual practical skills! I'm still mixed on The Last Jedi but Rey and the new cast are awesome. Everyone just being together and working towards bringing back peace, that's what the people want."
All Michael can do is stare lovingly at him, soaking up Alex's attention and presence.
Alex raises a brow at him in question.
"What?"
"Can I hold your hand?"
Alex slides his right across the table to rest between them with his palm facing up. Michael swallows and stares at it before extending his right, just letting a finger trace along the lines and creases of Alex's. After a few seconds of that he gently takes it and leans closer so he can raise it to his face, letting it be held in his hand and pressed against his cheek.
It's like something finally settles, a grounding feeling. Being able to do this gives Michael the reassurance that it's happening, that he's here with Alex and their on an actual date. They're working on being together.
"You good?"
Michael just hums in answer, his eyes blinking open to see a look he can't place on Alex's face. There's this lightness in them and happiness.
"Oh." He has seen that face before, only twice and he's only understanding what it means now.
"You love me."
His words make Alex's face do this complicated thing, like he's offended and trying not to laugh at Michael.
"I did tell you like two days ago? You were there and-"
Michael just stares.
"-And I thought you knew."
Closing his eyes Michael thinks those words over, for once his mind slowly working through everything. What to say, do, think.
"Sometimes I thought you did but I was never sure… I mean like we both knew it, that there was something more there but like I guess I didn't actually believe it until now."
Michael presses a quick kiss to Alex's hand before setting it down on the table, keeping his on top.
"I love you too. Still have and always will."
Alex laces their hands together.
"I know. I've known and held onto that for so long because loving you was never the problem, it was me and everything else."
Michael wants to correct that, that it wasn't all of Alex just the everything else, but he doesn't want to fight or this happy mood to drop.
"You are stubborn."
Alex smirks at him. "A bit."
"Can't seem to accept nice things."
"Oh and you're nice things?"
Instead of a teasing grin Alex expects, Michael smiles at him with a fond one.
"I'd like to be. You deserve nice things, things you want Alex."
The pained but hopeful look those words bring to Alex's face twists something in Michael's chest but he feels like it's good, what Alex might need to feel to start believing him.
"I'll think about it."
"You better."
They settle into a comfortable silence and unashamedly just look at each other.
Then a bag is dropped on the table bringing them back to reality.
"Sorry but Kyle's food is ready and we're gonna get a rush soon. You both can stay as long as you want though." Liz quickly turns and glares at the people coming over to the table. "They're still ordering."
The couple, tourists who've come straight from the UFO Emporium going by their headgear and shirts, look down at the empty plates but quickly move to a different booth when Liz's glare turns deadly. It softens when she turns back to them.
"Tell Kyle he owes me tip money. Good tip money. Leave your stuff I can grab it on my way back."
"Liz what about our-" Michael tries to ask, hand already reaching for his wallet but she leaves to grab more orders and seat the new people entering.
Alex and Michael share a look, Michael pouting as Alex eyes dance with amusement as he grabs Kyle’s food. The Crashdown is getting too crowded for either of them to enjoy the space anymore.
They exit the booth they're in and bring their things to the counter, getting an exasperated sigh from Arturo who takes them and waves them off when Michael tries to pay. Once the curtain covering the kitchen falls shut, Michael pulls out a 10 and drops it into the tip jar. He watches as Alex pulls out a 20 and shoves it into the jar before grabbing Michael’s hand so they can run out.
Alex is grinning giddily and Michael really wants to kiss him.
The need barrels through him and he starts leading Alex to his truck, hands moving to slide up to Alex’s shoulders and carefully pushes him against the drivers door. Michael is somehow out of breath as he just stares at Alex; his happy smile, the light in his eyes, cheeks starting to turn red from excitement, how his lips are a beacon calling to him but he needs to know what Alex wants. Alex must see it in his eyes, and Michael can see that it’s reflected right back.
“Can I-”
Alex grabs the lapels of Michael’s open shirt with his free hand to drag him in and crash their mouths together in answer.
Michael thinks this is his favorite kiss besides their first one. It shares that joyful giddiness from that first kiss but it's grounded now, certain. There's no fear of it being their last or trying to put as much feeling as they can because of a time limit. The promise of more. The feeling of finally.
Woody from toy story has an engorged woody, his penis.
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