"Wow, there are candles and everything…” oli n kihyun!
KIHYUN’S RED FROM HIS TOES ALL THE WAY UP TO HIS NECK –– he’s sheepish because he knows that this is all kind of cheesy; he knows that they’ve only been dating ( officially ) for a few months now, been cuffed to each other’s necks for long than kihyun could remember but it’s still nevertheless something special to kihyun. his relationship with oliver is something that he had always held close to his heart –– he’s in love, always have been and always will, and despite oliver having as much money as he does, knows that the kim family is as wealthy ( maybe even more than ) than his own flesh and blood, it does nothing to stop kihyun from flying the both of them out to paris for their one month anniversary.
a bouquet of flowers clutched between sweaty fingers, newly tailored armani suit fitted against slim muscle, a lopsided smile stained on pinked lips as kihyun stands before the other male in a romantic dinner on top of the eiffel tower –– kihyun’s always been a romantic, a lovesick fool, now especially when it came down to his best friend.
‘ is it too much ? ’ kihyun stammers out nervously, bottom lip getting repeatedly chewed on in nervousness as his gaze never lets up from oliver. he’s beautiful, so beautiful and kihyun’s fucking lucky to land himself his best friend. a hand goes to rub at the back of his neck, shrugging nonchalantly with a surprise laugh.
‘ i just … i wanted to surprise you, idiot, ’ the male starts softly before reaching over to grasp at oliver’s hand, tugging gently towards their table with a grin that grows at every single step. ‘ happy anniversary, oli. ’
