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@Ten Leechaiyakul A symphonic laugh lilts out of Jun's roseate tiers once a tinge of crimson creeps up into Ten's face. "Yeah, sure," he says amicably, offering his arm towards the male. Upon entering, the warmth of the restaurant greets them in an enveloping manner of embrace. Chairs lacquered with gold and red adorn the spacious building in a series of window pattern as not to convolute the expanse of space. Golden hues glow upon their pallor, the floor an expensive kind of marble. Jun's eyes absorb this all with an introspective glance as he asks Ten where the other would like to sit.

@Xiao De Jun Ten watched as the other male turned his head to face him more directly. He felt a little more relieved once the other confirmed by saying his own name back to him. As a smile grew on the others face, Ten couldn't help but smile back. Standing there for a moment, Ten observed the males face as he was actually able to observe it in person, taking note of how handsome he was.
Once the others lips met his palm, Ten's face become a tinted red color, not having done the dating thing in a while Ten became more nervous than he thought we would be. "Would you like to go in and get a table?" He asked glancing back up at Jun.

@Ten Leechaiyakul A quivering voice has Jun whipping himself around to face the person whose profile has been imprinted into his irises. "Ten," he says, relief apparent in the syllabicated syntax as his feet take a step forward to him. A smile protrudes into his cheekbones, his eyes nestling deep into his face as an ingenuine affection takes in possession the neutral repudiation he has casted off. "Ten," says he more firmly upon the expanse of space parting the two. With hesitation, Jun reaches for the other man's hands, pressing a chaste kiss onto his palm.

@Xiao De Jun It was quite a surprise when Ten got a response so quickly when asking someone on a date. Most of the time Ten was cooped up in his office or in the dance studio so he never really got to get out and interact much with a lot of people. Arriving at the restaurant, Ten looked around, his eyes jumping from person to person until they landed on the one who matched the picture in the profile he seen. He took a breath before walking towards the other before stopping in front of him. "Jun?" His voice a little more shaky than he intended.

@Ten Leechaiyakul Lights spill out onto the sidewalk in a butter-laden luminescence as Jun walks amidst the streets situated on the edges of a frosty night with vapors of mist trailing in wisps amidst the people garnering in among the cobblestones. An ardent pounding of his heart finds him scathing in the brink of nervousness as he waits for Ten, his date for the night.