“hi!” a smooth voice interrupts your conversation with your friend, and you turn around slightly with raised brows. “may i help you?” you ask the blond boy who’s smiling from ear to ear.
“i’m luke,” he chirps, still grinning widely. your friend starts to cast you and him curious looks. “i just wanted to say that my friend over there, the black haired one with a feather in his hair, thinks you’re really cute and that he’s also interested in buying you a drink. if you want, of course. if not, it’s cool.”
you find the boy’s need of consent very charming, and you smile a lopsided smile before glancing at the table luke’s friend is sitting at.
a pretty green eyed boy with a little bit of blue and red in his hair is staring back at you with a sort of hoping gaze filled with awe. his milky cheeks flush a light pink when he realizes that you’re looking, and he shifts his eyes down to the floor with a shy (almost embarrassed) smile.
“sure, why not.” you reply to luke sweetly, genuinely interested in talking to this adorable boy. as soon as you say the words, the boy’s face immediately brightens, and he smiles so widely that you can’t help but curl your lips a bit too.