who: edgar and nathan
where: nathan's place
@edgarwayne
to say nathan was nervous was an absolute understatement. he'd planned this whole dinner to finally ask edgar to be his boyfriend but he still had his anxieties about it. was it too soon? what if he changed his mind? what if he messes this up? he tried to shake those thoughts as he lit the candles on the table and finished setting the plates. he didn't have any fancy metal covering so he was going to have to get creative with how to cover up the taco bell sauce packet that was current on the plate.
now that he was looking at it was this too cheesy? fuck what if edgar hates it. once again he shook those thoughts away and opted for a napkin to cover the packet. he'd learned to cook a variation of the others favorite food in his spare time, the amount of fish and pasta he had to try with many trial and errors was more than he was ever willing to admit but now it was time and the food was plated in the kitchen ready to be taken out for after everything went down.
a last minute touch up of making sure things looked nice, two glasses on the table, one filled with wine for edgar and the other filled with a juice nathan found lately that he really liked. "ah fuck this." he moved the napkin off the plate and set it back on the table and when everything finally looked right he dimmed the lights and put on some calming music right as he heard the doorbell.
he opened the door with a smile and pulled edgar inside. "close your eyes." and when he did, nathan used his hands to cover the others eyes so he couldn't peek then led him to the kitchen area where everything had been set up, moving him until he was stood in front of his plate. "alright, open." he said and moved his hands and stepped to the side, letting edgar adjust and hopefully look down at the plate that had the sauce packet that said 'be mine' on it.