Kole could feel the other male staring at him for the request. He held his breath, waiting for the laughter that never came. Neither did the obvious rejection that should have been nearly immediate. Instead,<i>"A date?"</i>was asked, and the omega offered a meek nod. The techy male wasn't sure what the other one was thinking, but he was sure that there was no way that he'd agree. That wasn't what happened, though.<i>"God, I want to kiss you right now,"</i>that statement had bright blue eyes widen in complete shock and hands shot up to cover his mouth. It wasn't meant to seem like he wasn't interested, but that comment was even more unexpected than his own invitation out on a date. The black haired male was tense, then finally released the held breath when Morgan finally agreed to go on a date at some point. The customer dropped his hands into his lap and tried to remember how to breathe, his heart threatening to break his ribs with how hard it was pounding.<br/><br/><i>"Of course I can't today, but maybe later this week?"</i>An eager nod was given in reply. Of course the smaller male hadn't expected for them to go out right this minute or anything as absurd as that. He watched the barista head back to the counter before returning with a pen, then offered a breathless and soundless laugh at the request for his hand. He pulled the sleeve up on his left hand, not a lot but just enough to reveal the wrist. It didn't take a lot to figure out what the pen was for, so he offered the hand out. "The back of my wrist," he squeaked the instruction. It wouldn't get rubbed off before he got home if he had it covered, and he wanted to at least get it into his cheap phone without losing it before then. He kind of wished that he had been more awake this morning, because he would have had it with him if he had been. But, as it was, he had been out of it enough that the mobile device was currently sitting on his dresser back home. He waited for the ink to leave the numbers on his hand, then took the pen from the beta and returned the favor by writing his own number on the back of the other's hand. "We can... can f-figure something out for th-the when 'n where," he stammered, then set the pen down and rubbed at his neck. He was so nervous about all of this, but at least it made him feel much less tired. Now he would probably work when he got home, since he didn't think that he could sleep now.<br/><br/>"Oh, right! I'm... Uh, right, yeah... Kole. Kole Techbuild..."