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“You were there when I bought it!” You laughed at his forgetfulness, as you spun around a little, which did very little considering the dress you wore was fairly short and very tight, and the heels you wore were very tall, making it difficult to move. You wondered how on earth you would be able to walk around all night. “Do you think it’s right for the occasion? I’m not too dressed-up am I?”

“And sexy. Did I mention perfect?”

“Yes, you mentioned perfect. Now answer my question.” You sighed, beginning to search for your keys which you were sure were in your bag earlier.

“No, of course it doesn’t make you look fat! I don’t understand why you say that everytime.”

Turning around, you frowned at him. “I didn’t say fat, I said too dressed-up. But now that you said that I’m starting to be worried.”

Baekhyun’s expression turned immediately appologetic, as he tried to cover up his mistake. “No you don’t, you look like an angel in human form, it’s just what you usually ask me,” his eyes mimicked those of a puppy-dog’s, big and round, with a sense of curiosity, “and you don’t look too dressed-up either. You look… perfect.”

Laughing, you picked up your keys which you had found on the table, and pulled on a jacket, which definitely wouldn’t be suitable for walking around at night in, but at the same time complemented your dress, so you didn’t care about the cold. Minutes later, you regretted your decision as you pulled the thin material around you, light, fly-away wisps of hair dancing around in the cool night breeze. The only source of heat came from your boyfriend, whose warm hand was intertwined with yours.

Luckily, you soon arrived at the restaurant, your ankles slightly sore, but bearable. The building was tall and looked ancient, and inside, the walls were decorated delicately with a plethora of paintings and tapestries, warm, orange-coloured light pouring down from the crystal chandeliers hanging from the large domed ceiling. Baekhyun told the waitress you had a booking, and she led you through the restaurant. You danced your way through the tables until you reached your one, the one where your parents were already seated.

“Mom, Dad,” you smiled, glad to see them after so long. They didn’t live anywhere near you, so whenever they were in town it was a sort of tradition for them to take you and Baek out for a fancy dinner in some restaurant you couldn’t pronounce the name of. Baekhyun greeted them, and you both sat down opposite.

Conversation was easy, the food tasty, and the wine tastier. You talked about everything that had happened in your lives up until now. Your mind was beginning to get a little hazy, as if the warm atmosphere of the posh restaurant was eating you up. Baekhyun, who was in the middle of telling a story to your Mom, briefly stopped talking to give you a look– one of the ones he gave you when you had done something wrong– except this time there was that puppy-like glint in his eye that he had when he was teasing you. It was only when he moved his hand from his wine glass to under the table you realised why. Your hand had moved onto his knee without you even noticing. Whilst continuing his conversation, he placed his hand on top of yours as a slight warning. If you hadn’t felt a little tipsy at this point, or if he hadn’t given you that look, you probably wouldn’t have done what you did next. But the glint in his eye reminded you of how much you affected him. Just the littlest touch could send him out of control. So that’s exactly what you did.

Removing your hand from his knee, you poured yourself another drink, and when you replaced your hand back where it was, Baekhyun’s hand wasn’t resting on top. Which meant… you could have a little fun. Slowly, your fingers began to trace a little way up his thigh, which clenched suddenly, and almost unnoticeably, his speech slowed slightly. You smiled, your eyes baring into his, pretending to be listening, yet both you and him knew what you were really doing. Your hand traced up a little further, and quickly his hand moved onto yours again. He grabbed it, and gently lifted it under the table onto your own leg, where he held it down firmly.

The night grew a little older, and after eating a main course that was presented so well on the plate that you wondered if it counted as murder to eat it, you tried your little trick again. This time, it was your Dad who was telling an anecdote, but you knew only your Mom would be listening. Your hand travelled onto his leg again, and the smile on his face faltered a little. Your fingers drew circles on the inside of his thigh, moving ever closer as you drew each swirl. As your hand got really close, you could feel his breath become faster and some movement under his pants.

Suddenly, you were interrupted by the waiters, who placed your deserts in front of each of you. Baekhyun visibly sighed in relief as you moved your hand to help guide the plate down, and you giggled.

You decided to give him a break for the rest of the night, until it was time to leave when you had another idea. Your parents were and you were getting ready to leave, and Baekhyun was putting his coat on to brace himself for the chilly midnight air.

“Oh Baek, do you mind getting my purse, it’s just on the floor in front of you.” Before he could agree to anything, you stopped him. “Actually, don’t worry it’s okay I’ll get it myself.” With that, you moved directly in front of him to get your purse, and bent down right in front of him to pick it up, your butt pressed right against him as you did so. You felt him against you, and for added effect, you subtly pushed back against him. To anyone else, you were just picking up your bag as your boyfriend was putting on his coat. To him, you had just grinded against his already aroused member.

As a response, he breathed in sharply and grabbed your hips, but whether he was trying to push you away slightly or had lost control completely, you didn’t know. Standing up with your purse, you gave him an innocent grin.

Outside the restaurant, you both thanked your parents for the meal, and promised you’d meet up again soon. Just as you were leaving, and you thought you had got away with it, Baek pulled you closer to him.