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Leif Garrett skillfully put on a suit, tied his tie and slicked back his beautiful blonde locks. He was preparing for his first ever meet up with a guy he met online who went by ‘JFK’. He'd been talking with JFK for about a month and they turned out to have lots in common.
Leif quickly glanced at his watch after he was done getting ready. He was almost going to be late at this rate , so he swiftly grabbed his keys off his dining room table and swung his Lisa Frank loungefly purse over his broad shoulder. Once he was out the door he clicked the button on his Toyota car keys two times and the headlights lit up, he hopped in and started driving as fast as he could to get there on time.
The two would be meeting up at a fancy steak house that had local opera singers performing while you enjoyed your food. JFK had recommended it to Leif and after looking into the place more it seemed to have great reviews.
Leif clicked his phone to turn on his Spotify playlist to listen to while he drives. He was a pretty big Doja cat fan even though she turned quite problematic,so he listened to her the whole car ride to the restaurant.
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Once Leif arrived in the parking lot of the restaurant he messaged JFK who was apparently already waiting for him inside with a table reserved. Leif tucked his phone into his purse and took a deep breath before hopping out of his car. He walked into the restaurant whilst anxiously twisting and slicking back his hair more.
The restaurant’s interior was very sleek and modern ,there were shiny chandeliers hanging overhead and glass tables. Leif glanced around the restaurant until he caught sight of a door labeled ‘private party’.
He gracefully walked over to the door and walked in ,being immediately met with low lighting ,a more sensual smell and rose petals at his feet. He followed a trail of rose petals to a table with a man sitting at it.
“Fancy meeting you here…” It was JFK. Leif almost squealed JFK was so hot and just that introduction, ‘fancy meeting you here’ , UGH!
“H-Hi JFK!” Leif said while slightly stuttering.
“Please sit down, and call me John.” John got up and pulled out a chair for Leif to sit in, Leif gladly accepted with an almost anime looking blush across his face. “Cute” John thought.
“So what's been going on with you lately?” John asked Leif as he gazed into the other man’s beautiful round orbs.
Leif however didn't hear the question as he was too busy gazing back at John lovingly , John had the most wonderful eyelashes and Leif especially liked it when he put on the ‘better than sex’ mascara for occasions like this.
“Leif?” John asked as he reached his hand over the table to bring up Leif’s chin. If it was possible to even blush more than that's what Leif was doing.
“Oh uh I-I sorry I uh-” Leif was soon cut off with a pair of soft lips clashing against his own chapped ones. This felt heavenly and Leif soon melted into the kiss. Leif wondered if this is how it felt being in a romance film, as he had auditioned for many before but never got any parts. Maybe they'd take him now as he had experience kissing one of the hottest people he's ever seen.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door and they pulled away from the kids quickly. A waitress came in holding a notepad ready to take their order.
“Hi I'm Jeckin and I'll be taking care of you guys tonight, what can I get for you?” She asked brightly.
“We’ll have a bottle of your finest wine and the spaghetti for two please.” John stated.
“But John we’re at a steak hou-” Leif started.
“Shh baby, just trust me.”
After the waitress jotted down their order John motioned her over and whispered something in her ear that Leif couldn't hear. She chuckled a bit and nodded her head. “Alrighty folks you two have a great rest of your night chef Brayden will have your food out as soon as possible.”
After Jeckin left the room the two were left alone again to catch up and spend the sort of time that Leif had always dreamt of having with John. Since they had only been talking online before this it was like a breath of fresh air finally hanging out with the live of his life in person.
Leif was quite sure this was the only time he'd ever been to a restaurant that didn't lie about the fact that their food would be out as soon as possible because what only felt like ten minutes passed before Leif was on one side of the pasta and John was on the other. They are the pasta lady and the tramp style and made out again, this sure would be a night Leif wouldn't forget. He didn't want it to end
The rest of the night the two spent laughing and drinking before packing up their things and saying their goodbyes, well, kinda.
“I'll drive you home.” John said sternly while looking at the clearly drunk Leif Garrett.
“J F pookie bear cookie shookums…” Leif started to wobble and drool a little and John quickly took Leif’s arm over his shoulder. ‘So he's a flirty drunk’ John thought. Maybe he was just way to stupid in love . John paced himself so Leif would stay steady as he walked him to his car.
John’s car was a pretty sleek 1961 Lincoln Continental and if Leif wasn't drunk out of his mind he sure would have commented on it.
John led Leif into the front passenger seat and buckled him in, at this point Leif was already deep asleep, so John was just planning on taking him back to his house instead of Leif’s. Little did John know they wouldn't make it home that night.