it was your first date with Kyle. He told you to call him "Gaz", but you preferred the name "Kyle" for him. It was his actually name anyway. You sit there at your booked table, looking absolutely handsome.

After a few minutes of akwardly waiting, you feel a soft hand on your shoulder. You look up and finally see Kyle, a nervous smile on his face.

"sorry to keep you waiting, honey." he apologized and sat in the chair across from you. "you look.." he paused, wondering how he got so lucky with such a beautiful man like you.

"handsome" he finally mutters with a slight smile.