Secrets and Things (MxM)

Chapter 6 - Have we met before?

I blurted the first thing that came to mind. "Canadian Club... please."

His attitude didn't change and simply told me the price. I paid and he went to do his job. This is why... YOU DON'T MAKE ME GO OUT UNLESS ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY ASSDEN! Why don't drop him as a friend again? I feel like there is more cons than pros sticking by the fucker.

By the time my internal conflict was over, the drink was put in front me and the bartender had gone to deal with other customers. Well the sooner I drink this, the sooner I can get home. With that in mind, I took the glass in my hand and took one big gulp of it. Ok I'm not going to chug it down. I paid for it so I might as well enjoy it. I'll just enjoy it in a faster pace. I continued to do so, enjoying it and it's aftertaste whilst looking around bar. I had the sudden desire to do some people-seeing (I'm not a creep). However, something immediately caught my attention to my right.

In fact, it was literally next to me (A/N I think I made an unintentional pun). Basically, a man was standing next to the stool next to me just chilling on his phone in one hand and a drink in the other. He had faced away from the bartender and towards the other customers. But that wasn't what really caught my attention (initially). It was the huge crowd that was about 6 metres away from him and this crowd was blatantly just staring at him and taking photos. You can clearly tell the girls (and guys) were trying to be subtle about their get together but wasn't really working out. Their obnoxious giggles and comments were loud and obviously about my neighbour. The best part though was the fact the guy just does not give a shit and was pretending they don't exist. I'll give him credz for that.

I glanced between him and the crowd a couple of times before my eyes landed on him and I just stared. Not (only) because he was as attractive as some sort of hot anime antagonist but because this guy looked familiar. So damn familiar to the point that it's bothering me. And it's not like this guy had some generic face either. He had golden-brown hair and golden eyes, at least it looked golden on the side but golden none the less. That ain't normal and it's hard to forget unique people like that. He felt definitely felt the extra pair of eyes on him because he glanced at me for a second and then went back to his phone. Then again Nero, you are kind of drunk so maybe that may add to your inability to recall this beautiful face. Clearly the rational thought wasn't rational enough to satisfy my curiosity because my dumbass thought it was ok to OPEN MY MOUTH AND ASK HIM WHAT WAS ON MY MIND (while leaning towards him a bit).

"Have we met before? You look familiar..."

As soon as the words were out of my mouth, the crowd in front immediately shut up and basically fucking studied the interaction between us. They looked shocked for some reason. Can't really point out why. Is it because I actually got the balls to say hi to the bastard? Regardless, the recipient of the question looked at me with a blank face initially but then lifted his right eyebrow, following up with a small smirk.

"Was that meant to be the starting of a pick-up line? Surely, you can do better."

See, since I was kind of hammered, the words didn't initially register. By the time I do process it, the small crowd near us were attempting to hide their sniggering and laughter. I felt my ears and cheeks gathering heat from embarrassment and fucking RAGE. The bitch was trying to humour in the most condescending way possible. Furthermore, my eyes began lightly pulsing, meaning they were on the verge of changing colour. Not a good sign. I basically shrilled my response,

"Ex-CUSE me?"

The asshole for a split second looked surprised before taming his face into a smug, entertained look. EVEN THAT LOOKS FAMILIAR WTF. He put the drink in his right hand and rested his elbow on the bar, chin in hand.