The weekend had finally arrived, and the café was closed for the day. Phawin adjusted his apron nervously, glancing at Achin who was leaning casually against the doorframe, a teasing smirk playing on his lips.
11Please respect copyright.PENANAL1GtmuUi27
“So… I was thinking,” Achin began, tilting his head, “maybe we could go out… just the two of us. A real date.”
11Please respect copyright.PENANACDHamtXkPn
Phawin froze mid-motion, a pastry in his hand. “A… d-date?” His voice barely rose above a whisper, his cheeks burning bright red.
11Please respect copyright.PENANA8YzbEddNHT
Achin’s grin widened. “Yes. Just us. No rivals, no friends, no magical chaos… well, hopefully no chaos.”
11Please respect copyright.PENANACg8c7TNORD
Phawin’s heart raced. “I-I… okay… I’d like that,” he managed to say, fidgeting with his hands.
11Please respect copyright.PENANA4X9vQURdvY
The two decided on a quiet stroll through a nearby park, the autumn leaves crunching under their feet. Achin walked slightly ahead, but kept glancing back, making sure Phawin was following. Every small gesture—Achin handing Phawin a warm scarf, gently nudging him past puddles—made Phawin’s heart flutter uncontrollably.
11Please respect copyright.PENANAs4wUYhNirL
At one point, they sat on a bench overlooking a small fountain. Phawin shyly handed Achin a small handmade pastry he had saved. Achin’s eyes softened as he took it, biting gently, savoring the sweetness.
11Please respect copyright.PENANAG8sJ4bu4KE
“You made this?” Achin asked softly, smiling warmly. “It’s… perfect. Just like you.”
11Please respect copyright.PENANACZKiCevbI0
Phawin’s ears burned. “I-I just… thought you’d like it…”
11Please respect copyright.PENANA5uInN4o4oN
As they laughed and shared stories, a tiny magical spark flickered from Phawin’s hands—his cupid magic reacting to the intensity of their emotions. The nearby fountain water shimmered with faint golden light, unnoticed by anyone else but perfectly highlighting the magical atmosphere surrounding them.
11Please respect copyright.PENANA7STqx3iRxp
At one point, Achin teasingly brushed Phawin’s hair back. “You know,” he murmured, voice low, “I’ve never met anyone who makes me feel… like this. Safe, happy, and… weirdly chaotic all at once.”
11Please respect copyright.PENANArbtkZtBkNo
Phawin blushed furiously, tucking his hands in his lap. “I… I feel the same way…”
11Please respect copyright.PENANAVdNWNr02tW
They shared shy glances, playful teasing, and quiet moments of connection, realizing that this was more than a simple outing. This was their first step into a deeper, intentional romance—where both could express feelings, enjoy each other’s company, and let their magical bond grow naturally.
11Please respect copyright.PENANABcZ5He4aoZ
As the sun set, casting a warm orange glow across the park, Achin offered his hand to Phawin. “Come on… let’s walk a little longer.”
11Please respect copyright.PENANAdi5zwKIeMC
Phawin hesitated, then smiled shyly, taking it. The warmth of their hands intertwined, the soft golden spark of magic dancing subtly between them, made the world feel smaller, safer, and more intimate.
11Please respect copyright.PENANAhbqzg2y3Ee
That night, walking home under the softly falling leaves, Phawin realized that this first date wasn’t just about being together—it was about discovering that love could be gentle, playful, and magical all at once. And Achin, looking down at Phawin’s shy, happy smile, knew he had found someone he wanted to cherish forever.
ns216.73.216.122da2