Meeting up with @Damien Dragonclaw

Drago waited outside of the Amortunnel, tugging the collar of his shirt, feeling nervous. Maybe this wasn't such a great idea.
He had suggested it as perhaps a joke, but also hoping maybe a little too badly if Damien would go with him.
To his surprise, great amazement, and joy, Damien had agreed.
He had gone over many, many situations and probabilities, but he didn't account for that one.
They had agreed to meet each other at the from of the tunnel in the afternoon.
Drago had fretted over his outfit before choosing a loose looking shirt that opened up in front with a somewhat high collar and a pair of tight black pants. He wore finger-less black leather gloves and a line of black and white stones with a silver chain attached to his pants. He also held a ink black cane, twisting it back and forth.
Now, he was just waiting for the Ravenclaw to show up.
But now, he had time to think.
A nervous Drago and time were not a great combination.
He started thinking and muttering to himself. Maybe, Damien was playing a trick on him. Maybe this was some cruel joke where they met the next day and Damien would laugh in his face.
He desperately wish that wasn't true. He liked Damien. More than a friend.
He had only felt this once before, and that hadn't ended so well. Ended meaning his crush pushed him into a lake and told him that he would never go out with Drago. That had left him heartbroken to say that least. The only thing that helped was that Nyx said that she would throw that guy in a lake if he wanted her to.
That made him laugh a bit.
Now that he had that feeling again. he really didn't want to lose it.
But, a little voice in his head spoke. Maybe, just maybe, Damien agreed to go with him because he liked Drago.
That thought warmed Drago to the tips of his toes. Before he could go haywire with worry and excitement though, he saw a sandy-brown head walking through the crowd and smiled.
His maybe maybe-not date was here.
He definitely didn't think this was a date. Maybe?
Ok, he definitely thought it was a date.
Before he could panic anymore, Damien was right there next to Drago.
Drago gave a shy smile and said, quietly, his Russian accent peeking through, "Hello Damien."

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Meeting up with @Damien Dragonclaw

Drago smiled when Damien complimented him on his outfit.
He felt underdressed. He usually wore suits and ruffles and whatnot. Or sometimes he wore all leather outfits and gothic attire. But this time, he decided to go a bit more casual. He noticed Damien's clothes and thought that he looked effortlessly causal and comfortable. Not to mention down-right gorgeous.

He blushed at his own thoughts. Not now, he tried to remind himself. Damien thought that they were just friends. But, they could become more. Drago knew that. He kept shooting Damien little glances his way, and smiling. He rubbed his right thumb over his nails. He decided that he wanted to wear a pair of light to black gel press-ons that were shaped a little more like claws. They were short but cute. He hoped that Damien liked them.

They passed through the hedge walkways leading up to the entrance that had ended in the boarding area, decorated to look like a bend in a bayou. By this moment, Drago was sweating and his right eyebrow was ticking. He was more nervous than
anything else and couldn't wait to get to the front of the line.

He barely paid attention to the U-shaped water track that featured what looked like bobbing lilypads. He swatted a sprawling fern and got thwacked in the face with a broad leafy plant.
He blushed, hoping that Damien didn't notice.

Finally they managed to get to the gondola. There was a cushioned loveseat, an enchanted violin, and a glowing pink potion bottle as a bow ornament. The pink potion bottle intermittently puffed heart-shaped smoke rings that Drago had an inkling were like Amortentia, but without the less desired after-effects.

They hopped in together.
He turned to Damien, smiling at him and tucked a piece of hair aside.

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Drago blushed when Damien asked him if he was ok once they were in the boat and nodded. He knew that he was very clumsy and oftentimes got hurt because of it. But, a small spark in him was pleased that Damien was so worried about him. Just one step closer to Drago's goal of kissing Damien. He scooted slightly nearer to Damien, explaining that he was afraid that he would fall over. He hoped that Damien didn't think that this was a lie, or rather, a half lie.
He wanted to be closer to Damien, true, but he was also deathly afraid to fall in the water. He knew that it couldn't possibly be too deep, but he didn't want to make a fool of himself in front of the dreamy knight in shining armor next to him.

He smiled as they started moving. Damien had said that all of this was rather dreamy and romantic and Drago couldn't help but agree. It was dreamy and romantic.
Which was exactly why Drago chose this ride.
He needed something, something beautiful to light a spark something between them. He hoped that this wasn't a bad decision.

Suddenly, another plant thwacked him in the face. A sudden fear passed over him and he impulsively grabbed Damien's hand. The plant passed and they went into the first scene. Spring. The black-haired boy held onto the brown haired object of his dream's hand while they looked around in wonder. Suddenly, petals started floating and raining down from somewhere above to meet them.
Drago was covered in them. He hoped that he looked cute rather than ridiculous. Damien certainly looked cute, covered in all of the flower petals.

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