"It's alright, really, I'd like to move my own stuff..I might save up for new furniture with the rent money I won't have to pay anymore, all of my things are falling apart on the verge of it or are from my old room." He sighed, seeming a bit sad to have to leave Sam now. "I guess I could..I don't think I'm that pretty though, you should see how bad I look with my glasses..I-I guess I should get going now, so I can get my shower done and get packing and things..B-bye.."

“ok, and you don’t need to bring furniture, the room is fully furnished, that is unless you don’t like the style. It’s kind of Japanese meets art deco.” Slipping the helmet in under the seat he smiled. “You’re going to look cute no matter what you wear and you know what. Most model’s that have eye problems don’t wear contacts they just take off the glasses and take the photos that way.” Reaching out Sam grabbed Morpheus and pulled him into a hug. “Meet me here at nine tonight, tell the Floor manager that you’re here for the chef’s table. It will be open tonight and that way you can get a ride back to my place and can set up your first batch of stuff at my place. I don’t expect your first month’s rent till the end of the month.”

"I love japanese stuff..Although me being a total geek, that's a bit obvious.." He chuckled, and bluched when he was complemented. "Than-thank you.."

He leaned into the hug and hugged back. "Alright..I promise not to show up in my pajamas and barefoot again. " He blushed. "And I won't be late..I might try and see if I can figure out something that I can do from home..I really kind of hate being out of my comfort zone like that all day..I still take walks and stuff sometimes on my days off."

“Well then, you hurry on home don’t let your feet get to hurt. I will see you tonight.” Sam let him go, with a sad sigh. He kind of wished that he could just go off with Morpheus for the day but he knew that he had customers that were wanting to meet him and no one else. They paid good money to see him.
“I really would not care but the floor manager would. So yes it would be wise to come dressed nicely.” Turning to the back door he waved to Morpheus before disappearing into the building.

Morpheus nodded and waved, walking off back to his home, his mind filled with thoughts of his new friend..Maybe even a bit more than just a friend, really. He couldn't help but pinch his cheek to be sure he wasn't dreaming, and his face broke into a big smile when he discovered he wasn't. He got back to his apartment and took a shower, then began packing up his clothes and some of his smaller things, like dvds, video games, things like that that were easy to carry.

Sam walked into the middle of a train wreck. The whole kitchen was in an uproar. Somehow that which should have been delivered was not and that which was not needed got delivered. So for the rest of the morning he was working hard to get everything sorted out. By lunch he was ready for a brake and wanting to get away from the shop. Walking a crossed the way he found the little book shop that Morpheus worked at and browsed the selection.

Morpheus spent his day off sorting out his things and packing them up, calling up his superintendent to let him know he would be moving out.He picked the things he would be bringing that night, most of his clothes and toiletries and such, and most importantly to him, his laptop and his dream diaries..All five of them.Four filled, one half-used.He wrote the previous night down into the next page in the half used one and he went through his clothes, picking out the nicest thing he owned, a pair of an almost peach-like cream colored slacks and a shirt similar to the one he wore in his dreams and that morning, but obviously not a pajama shirt. It was actually a girl's shirt, made evident by the cut. it gently hugged his figure and showed his shoulders.

That night he got dressed and did his hair nicely, tying it back into a ponytail but leaving his bangs hanging cutely hanging in his face, and he actually wore a bit of eye makeup, eyeshadow in teal with just a bit of eyeliner that made his eyes stand out a bit more than they already did.He didn't have any dress shoes, so he put on a pair of fairly nice looking sneakers, which he decorated himself to look like the clouds with the jumping fish in his dreams, which just happened to match the rest of his oufit, the same purple and peachy cream.

After going through the book store and buying a few books he thought he might like Sam walked back to the kitchen. There the rest of the afternoon went well. As it started getting closer to the time for Morpheus to show up Sam got antsy. His staff noticed this and started making comments about how he had a hot date coming. He turned on them and told them that they were not to talk so about thing they knew nothing about. Then he went back to making up Morpheus’ dinner. He had made something special and he hoped that Morpheus would love it. it was an old dish that his mother used to make for him but he did not know if Morpheus would like. As the minutes ticked down he would look ups each time the door opened to let in a waiter or the Floor manager.
Sam was beginning to worry that Morpheus had forgotten about dinner or that he had fallen asleep and was wandering other people’s dreams. He kind of felt jealous at the thought that he might be with other peoples dreams.

Morpheus showed up just two minutes early and found the floor manager, and was led back into the kitchen with a big, cute smile on his face. He still wore his precious pendant and was also wearing cute cloud-shaped silver earrings and a couple of rings, one on each ring finger and one on his left index.He looked a bit shy, hoping that his sneakers weren't too casual, that he looked nice, worry worry worry, like an awkward teenage boy going to go meet his prom date.

Seeing Morpheus come in Sam rushed over and hugged him. “Morph, I was worried you fell asleep and forgot to set an alarm.” Without thinking about it Sam pulled Morpheus head down and kissed him. “now this way, I will have our dinner out in a moment.” He lead Morpheus over to a table that was placed just exactly the same place it was in his house. The only different was that there was a small wall around where the table was so that the people sitting at it would not be in the way of the severs. Behind them Morpheus could hear snickers and comment about how they had known he had a date but never thought it would be a guy like him. “you look great, love the eyeshadow.”

"Sorry..At least I wasn't late." Morpheus chuckled, blushing deeply as he was pulled into a kiss. "Ah.." He was quite a bit shocked, his eyes widening a bit. "R-right.." He said, following Sam. "I was so worried about my appearance..I was going to get here around 8:30." He blushed. "I was worried you wouldn't like it..I have no dressy shoes, and these things just mess everything up." He said, pointing to his glasses, simple silver wire frames. they didn't look bad on him, but they didn't quite fit his personality, made him look too..Book worm-y, even though you'd think that would be fitting with his current place of work. "Thanks for inviting me..I'm really honored you'd do that for a guy like me.." He said, fiddling with the little cloud dangle on one of his earrings for a moment.

“so true you were not late.” Sam ran his hand along Morpheus cheek. “do not pay attention to those lugs back there, they can cook but they do not know how to behave.” Looking him up and down Sam smiled. “I love it, and I really don’t care if you have sneakers on, in fact it is better when going through the kitchen to have sneakers then dress shoes. Your less likely to slip in those.” Looking over the glasses Sam scrunched up his lips. “ yeh they do in a way. Maybe we should get you something better when you save up the money. I like the cloud motif by the way.”

"I do need to get my eyes checked soon..I don't know what would look better though, I don't want contacts..But I want you to see the best of me, while I an still see you..Not blurry." He laughed a bit, blushing as Sam ran his fingers along his cheek. "Thanks, I decorated them myself, they were sort of boring white once but then I took some fabric paint to them, this is sort of how my dreams look.A literal sea of clouds, fish and all, but you can walk on the top of it, it feels sort of unstable like if you were walking on a bed, but you get used to it quickly when you realize you're not going to fall off or fall through."

“Well then I will help you pick out your new glasses.” Sam smiled then turned back to the kitchen. “Well time to make some dinner for you.” with that he went back into the middle of the chaos that was his kitchen. If you watched it long enough you would see the pattern in the movements.

"I'd like that, you're better at fashion than I am." Morpheus chuckled, watching as Sam walked off, watching him move about the kitchen.He recognised it as a similar path of motion as how he was moving about his home kitchen that morning, seeming quite amused with just watching Sam. He seemed to be able to ignore every other chef in the kitchen as if they were a stable, non-moving object, his seafoam eyes trained on his new love through his silver rimmed glasses.

Slipping the dish he had just prepared he pulled a slip off the rack of orders and yelled it out. Those around him quickly answered him with a “yes chef” before getting to work with their part of the order. Walking back to the table Sam sat down and watched his men work. “is it not a beautiful sight to see?”

Morpheus smiled at Sam "Yes, but I was only paying attention to you, really, I kind of blocked out everyone else..You have such grace.." He blushed. "I don't know how you can just flow throughout this chaos, it's as if you treat it like a dance.."

“it is a dance, but you have to know the other dancers or your going to run into each other no matter how well you know the steps.” Sam’s hand gently captured Morpheus’. “ I am really happy that we met.”

(Which explains why my mom and me run into each other when we're cooking together..)

"I'm glad I'm able to focus on just you.." He blushed. "You get the most beautiful part."

"I'm glad too..Very..Very glad." He said, smiling rather shyly and nervously. "I packed my clothes and some other necessities, So I could stay with you tonight, I also told my super I was moving and all that. I'll sell or get rid of all my furniture, maybe I'll finally be able to afford me some new clothes..I wish I could find more shirts like this, with my shoulders showing. They're so comfortable..I have to look in the girls' section for them." He chuckled. "I'm not ashamed of that, either."

"I would not say the most beautiful but the most controlled part." standing up Sam kissed the top of his head. "do not worry we will find you some nice looking stuff and you wont have to spend to much. I know a few places where we can get some good stuff." with that he walked back into the kitchen to check on what was being made and the meal for Morpheus.

He blushed at the kiss. "I think it's the most beautiful part..Maybe 'cause I'm in love." He whispered the last bit, seeming thoroughly embarrassed. "I'd like that.." He said, watching Sam go off back to his work. he fiddles with his pendant as he often did, a sign that he was quite nervous being around Sam, it was quite cute how nervous he was, really.

after a bit of time and yelling at the other cooks Sam returned with roast lamb and bacon. the herbs were done just right so that it tasted really good.

Morpheus seemed to have spaced out for a moment as he was watching the chefs work, as when Sam walked back to him he had to snap himself out of it by shaking his head a bit. "Ah--Sorry, I spaced out thinking a bit there.." he blushed.

Cutting up the roast, Sam smiled and carefully severed it up. Setting the plate in front of Morpheus sam nodded. “It is ok for you to do that, I do not expect you pay attention all the time. Now eat enjoy.”

Morpheus nodded and tried a bit, seeming very pleased by the taste. "Mmh, this is very good..What is it, lamb?I've never had that before.I guess that makes me kind of boring. or very poor." He chuckled.