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 Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 5:39 pm
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 Nathan "Nate" Klein
This once. It really sounded like this wouldn't be the last, but there was no certainty in that. Nathan wasn't sure what he wanted to accomplish with this. After all, he wasn't one to indulge in things like one night stands, preferring to go after things that at least had a possibility of more than one date. The only thing he knew, was that he wanted to push Andre. Tease the blond as much as he could and to be honest, get perhaps a little taste of the other. The bartender would be liar if he denied that Andre was handsome and that after just spending a couple of hours with the other, that he felt a bit of an attraction there. " Of course, thank you for the wine." Nathan said as he raised to his feet, following after the blond and giving the waiter a bow of his head followed by a 'thanks, and goodnight'. The waited offered the pair a smile while wishing them both a goodnight back in return to which the bartender could only grin. The cold night air made him shiver lightly, his head feeling a bit lighter. Making a small note to himself of: Next time, wear a jacket. A sweater isn't enough. The nights were starting to get colder now and he wouldn't want to get sick. It was already bad enough that he got two colds during the summer, Nate would like to go through a winter without one to compensate for that. By the time he focused back on the current situation, Andre had already gotten them a taxi, so he slipped inside along with the other, giving his address once it was asked. The ride there didn't take too long and once they reached their destination Nathan paid for the cab before guiding the blond into the building and up the stairs to the third floor. " Sorry for the mess, " He said after unlocking the door and pushing the door open. The small apartment wasn't too much of a mess. There were a couple of discarded clothes on the couch, along with some papers and books on top of the coffee table. The kitchen was pretty clean with the exception of the dirty dishes from today resting on the sink. " Do you want something to drink?" The bartender asked with a smile after he had stepped further into the room, discarding his shoes in an instant. " I don't have as nice wine as the other, but I do have some red and whiskey~" While he acted casual there was a bit of a nervous tone underneath the usual playfulness. His heart was beating fast. So fast. But his mind was set, even if it was a tiny taste, Nathan was craving it. He mildly blamed the wine and the rest Andre for being so fun to tease. |
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 6:58 pm
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 With every minute the spend in the cab Andre’s anticipation increased– whether it was the anticipation of a good night or a terrible outcome wasn’t clear. He quickly noticed they were heading in the opposite direction to his own apartment, meaning getting to work on time tomorrow would certainly be a hassle. However, he was willing to put that thought aside for now and focus on making bad decisions for the time being. He followed Nathan to the entrance of his unit, finding it curious that he was apologizing for an allegedly messy apartment, it made him think the other’s air of confidence was shaken “oh, you didn’t even tidy up? What, were you not expecting us to end up back here?” He asked sarcastically, trying to make light of the situation.
As he entered he noted Nathan’s apology was unnecessary: the place was clean and put-together, contrary to his expectations. “You have a lovely home. Should I take off my shoes?” he offered, minding his manners after noticing Nathan kicked off his own. He took a moment to look around and notice the decorative choices Nathan had made, trying to find out more about his personal life through his artifacts. After all, he hadn’t been able to put together much about the raven-haired man even after spending a long evening sitting across from him; he had spent most of the night trying to figure out his devious games instead. The blonde took off his coat, hanging it by the door. He noticed a tinge of apprehension in the other's tone and wondered what could be rattling him: was he not used to bringing men to his home? By the way he had a way with flirting and his line of work he had assumed this wasn't unusual for him. “Whiskey sounds great, thank you.” He hoped a strong drink would help him mellow out.
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 7:45 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
" Whiskey, coming up~ " Nathan nodded and went towards the kitchen, reaching for two short stubby glasses before going to the freezer for some ice and the bottle of Whiskey. " You can take them of if you want, I just like to be barefoot as much as I can, take a seat~" The bartender called out as he poured the whiskey into each glass. Making sure to pour a good amount into each glass and just a dab of tonic water. " To be honest, I wasn't expecting going out at all today... But I couldn't say no to you. " While he in fact could. But found himself curious and not wanting to refuse the invitation. " Thank you, I want to get a bigger bookshelf though and maybe some paintings or posters for my bedroom. The walls are too empty. " Nathan set down the whiskey on the coffee table, pushing away some papers and books to clear some space there and also on the couch before sitting down. The bartender sipped on his glass, as he waited until Andre was close enough to him before one of his hands reached to grab the blond's shirt by the collar, pulling the older man into a deep kiss. Nathan's cold tongue traced the other's bottom lip, flicking against the upper one next before dipping into Andre's mouth. Just a taste would be enough to satisfy his curiosity for the blond.. Or so he hoped. |
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 8:34 pm
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Andre took off his shoes and walked over to the couch nearest to him, sitting down and leaning back into the plush cushions. It felt so nice to be sitting in something other than a rigid chair for the first time today. He watched as Nathan disappeared into the kitchen, taking in the movement of his slender frame while listening to him describe what he wanted to add to his apartment. The blonde knew he had some furniture in storage he hadn’t touched since he moved to his current place and thought about offering them to, but realized he couldn’t leave any trace that they had crossed paths even in the most mundane way. “If you’re looking for art here’s some amazing galleries short drive from here, I’d be happy to send you some names” his eyes burrowed into Nathan’s as he took a seat next to him. The blonde picked up the glass and took a sip, enjoying the cold feeling and smooth taste. He opened his mouth to thank Nathan for the drink but before he could get the word out his was pulled by the collar into a kiss. For a moment he was still, but soon enough his free hand made its way to the back of the raven-haired man’s head to deepen the kiss.
He pulled back for a moment to set his glass back on the table and the returned his lips to the kiss, teasingly nipping at the other’s bottom lip and basking in the feeling of the other's tongue. Alright, it was settled, this was definitely not the bartender’s first time luring someone into this very position. Andre felt his heart rate accelerate, his head spun getting lost in the moment. After a short time passed his hand slipped off of the other and he pulled back. His breathing was ragged and his cheeks flushed, but his expression was tense as his head tried to understand: something about tonight was bringing him a sense of excitement he hadn’t felt since years back. For the first time in a long time he wasn’t engaging in a kiss with a sense of boredom or apathy, he was feeling intrigued, eager, and captivated. If it were any other situation he would gladly welcome the feeling, but he realized this could mean he wouldn't be able to keep a safe distance after tonight– this was a rush he wouldn't forget so easily. “Perhaps if you showed me the empty walls, I’d have a better idea of what art you’re looking for.”
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Posted: Mon Oct 30, 2017 10:17 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
His glass was discarded and left on the coffee table which allowed the bartender to completely hold onto the blond. The soft moan that left his lips after feeling fingers on the back of his head was swallowed by Andre's mouth. Nathan simply loved the feeling of fingers on his hair. The younger man's breathing hitched for a second, the nibbling on his bottom lip sending a shiver from the base of his neck, all the way down his spine. This was no good.. A taste wouldn't be enough, of that he was certain now. When the blond Nathan's breath was short and heavy, the young man's chest raising and falling with each breath. The black locks were slightly more messy than usual, his face was feeling warm and his lips glistened in the dim-light. The only source of light were the street lights coming through the windows and the kitchen light. The bartender reached for his glass, swallowing most of the remaining liquid along with an ice cube. Nathan moved to straddle Andre's lap, left hand reaching to grab a hold of the long soft locks, forcing the blond's head back some as he leaned down for another kiss. It was a bit softer despite his actions and Nate pushed what was left of the ice into Andre's mouth, pushing his weight down against the other male. " I would love to hear your suggestions... But I'm afraid I may get too greedy and want to take all of them. " The bartender's free hand went to cup Andre's cheek. Slowly, letting it trail down the other's cheek to his neck and finally to come to rest against the blond's chest. " I just wanted to tease you.. Get a little taste, that should had been enough.. " His voice was soft, the alcohol had loosen his lips and the young man's true thoughts started to slip out as he planted small kisses along Andre's jaw and down to his neck, before his head came to rest on the blond man's shoulder, his fingers gently playing with strands of blond hair. Nathan tilted his head bringing his lips closer to Andre's ear. " But I just keep wanting more... " It was impressive how eagerly Nathan was throwing his ideals to a side. Wanting to pursue something that had no future not to mention the messy situation that would lead them into, for just for a quick fix of how exhilarating the whole thing was. Now he felt a bit bad for calling the other horrible the other day. Nathan was just about the same now. |
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 11:44 am
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The outline of the Nathan’s face on the barely-lit room was making it impossible to think straight: the hint of pink on his features, the damp lips, and the disheveled mess of black hair came together to trap Andre entirely. He could almost feel all of his inhibitions slide right off his shoulders as the other climbed on top of his lap, his hands traveled to rest on the slender hips. His eyelids relaxed to the feeling of lithe fingers tangling into his hair, gently tipping his head in for an ice cold kiss. The blonde’s lips spread into a smile as their lips met, welcoming the frigid feeling of the smooth pebble of ice as it traveled to his senses along with the taste of whiskey. “Que será, será. Don’t worry about the rest” he responded to the other’s concerns about how far this was going, feeling like an instigator. A pale hand cupped his face and trailed down to his chest, the sound of ice crushing between his teeth came as his only response.
He felt the mixed hesitation in the raven-haired man, and understood he was struggling with the moral underpinnings of their situation– the blonde knew this because he was feeling them too. This was so wrong. The bare truth coming from the other, coupled with the soft kisses raining on his jaw and neck lured a moan out of him. For a second he worried Nathan would pull back and try to resist his urges, but his worries were squashed by the hot breath in his ear openly deeming temptation the winner in this round. That was it, he was taking over– having had years of experience in moral flexibility he knew he had to bite the bullet for the both of them. “Sounds like you fell into your own trap” noted Andre, placing a firm hand on Nathan’s shoulder and another on his opposite thigh “serves you right.” With a swift push and pull he landed Nathan on his back onto the couch and crouched above him, preferring to be on top “to be fair, I fell into it too.” His hand reached ahead of him to grab an ice cup from Nathan’s now-empty glass, pressing it right under the other’s navel and slowly sliding it upwards under his shirt as he captured his lips once more.
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 6:47 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
The hands on his hips felt so right there and Nathan found some comfort on Andre's suggestion of don't worrying about the rest. " Ah-- " A soft surprised breath left his lips as his body was forced down onto the couch. His heart beating against his chest, that for a moment he wondered if the blond could hear it. Yes, he had fallen into his own trap and he knew that tomorrow he would be beating himself over it but at the moment, he was more interested on the male on top of himself and those last words that helped wipe any doubt or concern out of the window. They both wanted this despite what will come later. It was worth it to both of them and that was what mattered at the moment. A wet coldness pressed under his navel and a second later Nathan's back was arching lightly, his turning to a side while his hips pushed down, away from the cold of the ice but overall enjoying the feeling. Obvious by the way he left out a mixture of a moan and a gasp, and the little quiver his body gave as the ice was slid upwards. The sound was muffled down by Andre's lips on his own which he hungrily returned. The bartender's hands waisted not a second to deepen the kiss. Nathan had never felt such a rush and hunger for someone like this before, it was way higher than what he had ever felt for his previous partners. Perhaps because Andre was in the same situation as himself, maybe because this was a forbidden relationship or a mixture of those and something more... They had eventually ended in the bedroom. And when morning arrived Nathan left out a soft groan as sleep left him. To be honest, he thought that a headache would greet him once he woke up, but... The dark haired male felt quite good, well-rested even. Except from the cold harsh splash of reality. He had sex with his sister's boyfriend. The bartender's body rolled to a side in a quick panicked movement, his blue eyes landing on the blond laying on the other side of the bed. Pulling the sheets over his head in a more mental attempt to shield himself from the situation, Nathan tried to calm his breath. Alright. Alright. How should he approach this situation? Go on like normal? Acknowledge it and see what they should do about it? It was all too unnerving and Nate could no longer stay in bed. He needed to busy his mind with other things, go through the possible scenarios.. So slowly and carefully, the younger man slipped out of the bed, slip in some black boxer-briefs and tiptoeing his way to the living room and from there to the kitchen. Deciding to make some coffee... And then that wasn't enough, so he started making some french toast. Enough for the two of them and more. Okay. The mature thing here would be to admit they both made a mistake, they sort of already had done that right and God. That mistake had felt great... Nathan scolded himself for even thinking that, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips. " Hah.. I'm so ********... " Why did it had felt so great? |
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 7:33 pm
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Andre’s eyes opened slowly to the feeling of a warm bed and a soft pillow. The absence of a blaring alarm trying to jolt him awake made him believe it was Saturday for a few moments until memories of all the tasks he was supposed to be completing this morning came crushing down in cascade. He brought his palm to his face with the daunting realization that his alarm hadn’t gone off, but when his arm reached over to where his phone should be on his nightstand, he snapped out of his groggy state to gather that he wasn’t in his own bedroom. This was Nathan’s bedroom. This was bad. He pulled the covers off of him and strutted around the room naked trying to gather his clothes and find his cellphone, which was finally spotted laying on the floor next to his pants. He clicked the home button to check the time– 8:45. He had fifteen minutes to make it to work, no clean clothes, and a whole lot to figure out with his girlfriend’s brother (whom he happened to engage with intimately just hours before). Alright don’t panic. He slipped on his underwear and began to craft an e-mail to his team excusing his tardiness and delegating enough work to keep them busy for the first hour to buy himself some time.
Once dressed, Andre stepped outside of the bedroom and hoped to the heavens that Nathan would be out for a run or getting coffee so he could slip out and work through his feelings about this whole mess later. To his dismay, the smell of food being cooked came through loud and clear– his plan to say a quick and awkward goodbye went out the window. “Morning,” he bid, realizing just how much food Nathan was making: was he about to get a decent breakfast for once? “That smells great” he complemented leaning against the counter, trying his best to act casual despite being riddled with unease. This was all too much for him– he hated not knowing how to address the elephant in the room, not knowing what the best and smartest thing to do or say right now would be, or even being able foresee how this would end. Suddenly he was starting to miss the predictability of his life before he ran into Nathan on that godforsaken night. The worst part? He had enjoyed every second of his presence every since.
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Posted: Tue Oct 31, 2017 10:07 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
The muscles on his back tensed some hearing a voice give him a casual greeting. Ah. He had hoped Andre would sleep in a bit longer, the younger man was still uncertain of which of the many scenarios he had went through on his head was the most likely to occur and it made him feel a bit fidgety. " Good morning," He avoided the other's gaze for now, focusing on the task at hand. Serving the last toast on top of the pile he had already made. Nathan set the pan away to an off burner and turned the one he had been using off. " Oh, Thank you... I.. Wasn't sure how much you ate, so, " Nate gestured to the french toast. It was better to pretend he made that much because Andre may have an empty pit for a stomach than because he was nervous and needed a distraction. Nathan moved around the kitchen, getting some clean plates and utensils for each one of them. Placing a couple of the toasts into each plate, the bartender sprinkled some powder sugar on the one he selected for himself, simply because it looked a bit fluffier. He set the container between both their plates, in case the blond wanted some. His eyes finally dared to meet Andre's honey ones. " I made some coffee.. " The dark haired male said as he set down a fresh cup of coffee in front of Andre. The mug was simple, white and with a small character design on a side that resembled a cross between a dog and a flan, and leaving a similar one for himself. " Ah, what do you like with your french toast? I usually just drown them on syrup.. I have some blueberries, jam and... Mmn I think that is it.. " Nathan was sure he didn't sound as calmed as he hoped. His back turned to the other, going to collect those ingredients from the fridge and placing them down on the counter. Nathan went to occupy the empty seat on the counter next to the other. The bartender's exposed skin still showed some telltale signs of the nightly activities and he was starting to regret not putting on a shirt. It made the situation more hard to ignore. " So.. I guess... It's good we don't see each other much, right? So.. Let's try to act like always? " It sounded so easy. So simple. Nathan hoped that would turn out to be the case. |
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2017 8:28 am
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Andre watched as Nathan went about finishing up the endless pile of French toast and set the table with a breakfast he had only dreamed of. Life was taunting him: he had planned to plant a kiss on the other to ensure he’d never speak of his cheating ways, but he had never planned to spend the night, have a great time, and be greeted by a full breakfast the next morning. He wasn't worthy. A heavy feeling of guilt set in his guts as the mug of coffee was set in front of him, blue eyes met his own and it unnerved him “thank you.” He was talking on autopilot for his mind was busy trying to think of the best way to bring up last night– his first instinct was always to find humor in the situation, but just this once it was perfectly inappropriate. He brought he mug with him as he took a seat at the bar, and took a sip of the warm drink, stealing a glance of Nathan’s bruised neck and chest when the mug was lifted to his face. “I usually just go for whatever is easiest, can’t say I’ve had this many options before” he said with a smile, reaching for the blueberries and following up with some syrup.
The blonde lifted his fork and cut off a corner of his French toast, lifting it to bring it to his mouth as Nathan dove into The Conversation. He paused his movements and put his fork back down to turn his head and look at the other, “yeah, it's probably best if we just... keep this to ourselves.” Even after agreeing and beginning to delve into his food something felt off, uncomfortable, incomplete. He wasn't happy with just going back to how they were before– the idea of cheating on Regina just so he could get through another month of dating Regina was a vicious cycle he couldn't keep up for much longer. “If we were in another life, what would you do different?” He asked, turning Nathan’s question to him from last night back around. Andre wasn’t sure what answer he wanted, but he ached to know what could have been even if it was out of his reach.
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2017 4:44 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
He wasn't really that hungry but he needed to busy, so he reached for the syrup to pour a good amount of it onto the french toast. Nodding at the blond's agreement to his suggestion. Nathan's hand reached for the fork so he could start digging into his food. The bartender still felt guilty about their situation and perhaps a bit ashamed, specially because how much he had enjoyed their encounter. Hmm, why did that question sounded familiar? Ah. Right, from last night. " Well, assuming we were both free... I wouldn't have slept with you so fast.. " Or so he hoped. " Would come home alone, take a shower and message you after, to see if you would liked to go out again or if I could go see your paintings sometime soon, heh, in other words... I would have taken it slow." Lips closed around the fork and Nate smiled around it. A small smile. Going on plenty of dates so the bartender could get more days to figure out why the blond was making feel more intense emotions and make their own decision if they wanted to continue with that or not, instead of the decision being made for them already for very evident reasons. " ..But I guess.. I'm content enough with the taste I got.. Despite the rest of it. " Despite everything and the burning guilt. Nathan had enjoyed every moment of it. " Oh..! Don't you have to be at work? " Nathan said, a hint of worry on his tone. Suddenly remembering that unlike him, Andre's line of work had early starts. |
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Posted: Wed Nov 01, 2017 9:49 pm
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Andre took his first bite and felt his body thank him for a solid intake of food after last night’s drinking; ordering an appetizer to accompany their drinking had led to him skipping dinner. He took another bite immediately after, his hunger now awakened. Nathan’s answer to his question made him pause stuffing his mouth with food for a moment with the feeling of his heart sinking. He though even if they were single and everything was aligned, he still didn’t think he’d be a good choice for the bartender. He was too selfish, too impulsive to keep a good thing going and he wouldn’t wish his own company on anyone he cared about. “I can’t say I’d be the right person for that” he confessed, now that everything was set to end he wasn’t afraid to let the other know about this side of him “you're perceptive... I think you would’ve realized that after the first date and called it quits.” Even in dreamland there was no chance for them.
"Yeah, I should be at the office...” his eyes scanned to find the time on the microwave “right about now.” He took another bite of his breakfast “I took care of it already, I won’t get fired.. yet.” He took a sip of his coffee and went over the last-resort plan he’d already run through a couple times: take a cab to the retailer by his office, purchase a men’s L white shirt, shower at his gym two doors down, then jog down a block to his office building and proceed. If nothing got in his way he should be able to finish another piece of French toast and still make in time for the weekly touch-base with his team. “As much as I love sitting here with you before we part ways, I do have to leave pretty soon.” How he wished it was a Saturday morning so he could savor these last moments just a little bit longer. “For all it’s worth, I had a great time last night” he said, unable to agree that he was content with just a taste. He turned to Nathan and eyed the bite mark on his shoulder, bringing a finger up to his chin to angle his face towards him just enough that he could plant a soft kiss on his lips.
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2017 2:55 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
Perhaps they really were destined to be a one time thing. Even when playing pretend Andre seemed to believe that. Nathan let out a chuckle. He was really being foolish. " Hah, they may never fire you with those amazing a**-kissing skills of yours, " Nathan replied with a bit of a grin. Getting some more of his food, already being close to finish the toast. The bartender gave a nod, hearing that Andre will have to leave soon, wanting that to bring some relief but for some reason, it didn't take away the heavy feeling on his chest. The bartender's ears started to grow warm after hearing that and cursed the blond for it. Hearing that Andre had a great time with him only stirred that strange feeling on his chest. A finger came to rest on his chin for a moment, before the younger man's face was turned towards the blond, second later his lips were trapped under Andre's own. They had done a lot of things last night and Nathan still felt his heart race by something so simple like a kiss. For a second, he tried to resist the bittersweet kiss, but when he felt Andre starting to pull away, something desperate washed over him and the young man's hands shoot forwards to cup the other's face, locking his face in place to foolishly try to make the kiss longer. " ...So did I, " Nathan forced himself to smile, letting go of the blond. " I hope you have a good day at work today, don't overwork yourself~ Stress is a silent killer, you know? And I would hate to have to attend your funeral. " He had to resort back to this, otherwise, he may end up wanting more than just a little goodbye kiss. ChewingGumBomb I will be going to a cabin from maybe Friday morning to Sunday! Just to let you know~ |
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Posted: Thu Nov 02, 2017 8:01 pm
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Andre couldn’t help but smile when Nathan pulled him back for a second kiss, letting himself get lost in the sticky sweet sensation for as long as it lasted. This was not going to be an easy goodbye, especially considering they’d have to bump into each other in the future. The blonde took the last bite of his French toast and picked up his plate and mug, placing them in the sink “well if that’s the case then maybe I’ll actually have a chance of taking our secret to the grave” he joked. A sigh escaped him as he glanced at the time on the microwave one last time “I’m sorry to leave you all the dishes, I’ll have to owe you one this time around.” He walked around the counter and resisted the need to kiss the other goodbye, settling for locking eyes with the man “I guess this is it then…” he felt like something was missing, but time was ticking “take care” he bid, unable to utter the last ‘goodbye’.
With that he walked over to the exit and took his coat from the door, letting himself out. He made his way out of the building quickly and flagged the first cab he was as soon as he stepped out into the street, instructing him to floor it. By the time he made it into the office the place was already buzzing with phones ringing and coworkers talking. He was intercepted twice on his way to his desk with questions about awards submissions, but he took the time to tend to them feeling he had already stolen enough time from his team. The day flew by, his mind occupied with thoughts about the night before. Something in him knew the sullen feeling wouldn’t fade for some time.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2017 6:46 pm
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Nathan "Nate" Klein
" So, that is the only way to keep the secret? " He asked, arching a brow at the other. " It's fine, don't worry about that," He said with a shrug of his shoulders. Nathan will get to them later. " Ah, yeah... You too~" The bartender tried to sound as cheery as possible but in reality felt quite the contrary. It was a bit of a struggle to even have a smile on his face, but somehow, Nathan managed. Letting his whole body expression fall the moment the blond disappeared into the hall and the door to his apartment was closed. Alright, it was settled... Nathan had to avoid the family more than normal now... At least.. Until he got things under control... Hopefully, he would be able to do that. The rest of the day was a bit of a blur. The young man tried to keep himself busy during the whole day, so his mind wouldn't wander off to dangerous zones. He even jogged double the time he usually did.. And yet, his mind would wander back to the same topic. Andre. When work came, he was more than happy. Hoping this time, his mind will be filled with something else.. A week or so had passed since that day and Nathan was already sort of succeeding at trying to ignore that something ever happen. The bartender had already even gone out on a date with a man he met at the bar's halloween party some days ago... And was feeling, to be quite frankly good about it. Sure, the feeling didn't mach the excitement the bartender felt on the night he was trying to remove from his mind... But, it was good. Or rather, enough. Nathan walked down the street, trying to avoid other people as he walked, making his way from the subway station to the bar for one of his earliest shifts. Sometimes, he preferred those, even if they were more boring than the late night ones. Specially because it meant that he could make plans for the night and today, the young man did have some plans with some friends, and was still debating if he should invite Eric or not. |
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