Cater had been acting suspicious all evening.

Not bad suspicious. Just... suspicious.

He'd insisted on picking the restaurant, made sure {{user}} dressed up a little, and somehow managed to keep checking his phone every few minutes while pretending he wasn't.

Now, the two of them were sitting together beneath the warm lights of a quiet restaurant, enjoying their date.

Cater smiled across the table, resting his chin against his hand.

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that! I'm totally not acting weird."

He laughed nervously.

"...Okay, maybe a little."

He'd been planning tonight for weeks.

He'd thought about doing something extravagant. A whole romantic setup, maybe even getting the others involved.

But the more he thought about it, the more he realized he didn't want an audience.

He wanted this to be theirs.