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Liam sighs, not trying to hide his tired expression and his indifference while he's rubbing his eyes lazily with the back of his hand. He had already spent two hours at the bar and there was pretty much nothing to impress him here, except maybe the impressive amount of disgusting old dudes who tried flirting with random boys his age.
"Want another drink, handsome?" One of those old dudes approached a good looking guy sitting near Liam, probably around his twenties.
Yeah, sure, dream on, dude, Liam thought to himself with a barely noticable grin on his face.
Little did he know, the other boy would gladly accept the offer and adjust his body closer to the elder while his hand was running cirlces down his waist.
"Are you shitting me?" He said outloud, turning to face his friends who were apparently too busy making out and exchanging messy kisses to notice anything else around.
"Mason? Corey...? Forget it, have a nice evening... Thank you for the attention by the way!" He exclaimed dramatically as they ignored him, turning towards the exit.
He wondered why were they even trying so hard to find him a replacement for his ex. Liam and Hayden had broken up five months ago and he had already gotten over it. Relationships were overrated, Liam enjoyed his freedom. Of course, he tried one-night stands with different people but nothing seemed genuine or interesting enough. He didn't want to engage in a serious relationship but he didn't want to act on his primal instincts either. He had a rather weird taste when it comes to people he would let himself be intimate with. And his taste usually failed him.
One week ago he went out on a date with the hot and unbelievably cute guy, as rare as that combination was, who Corey introduced him to, and they ended up in an extremely awkward situation which was all Liam's fault. They had started making out on top of Liam's bed, their pants already unzipped and their cocks hard, well at least the other guy's, when Liam decided to take a break. Forever. The guy's lips were soft and beautifully shaped but his kisses were harsh, they felt cold and rushed and maybe too hungry for Liam's taste. He tried to be honest with the guy and received a punch in the face in return. He just didn't feel the chemistry going on, he didn't actually feel anything at all. All he could ever feel the past five months was apathetic. Up until now.
Liam completely forgot he was heading towards the exit when he noticed a handsome guy sitting a few metres away. He wasn't simply handsome. In fact, he was stunning. His posture was relaxed, his hoodie hiding what treasures that body could offer but Liam didn't care one bit. His attention was drawn to the boy's misleading seductive smirk in a combination with the loneliness that could be noticed right away if someone looked into his eyes. He was reeking of melancholy but in the same time hope. Maybe he was waiting for someone to notice him? Waiting for someone to drown him in tender kisses, Liam hoped. Someone to whisper sweet nothings into his ear as they made love and filled the room with tiny gasps... Someone like Liam... No-no-no-no... he had to stop fantasizing. He was creating his own version of that person in his mind and if he rushed things again and the boy turned out to be quite the opposite of what his imagination had created, he'd have to disappoint yet another person.
No expectations, no illusions. He was going to approach the guy and get to know him and after he finds out whatever he needs he'll decide whether this will work out or not.
He made a few steps further and found himself standing right next to the handsome guy, their shoulders nearly touching. And now... Now he had no clue what to say.
Breathe, Liam... Fucking breathe!!! Okay, okay, calm down. Be cool. How do people talk to handsome strangers? Argh... Think... think... think...
"Want a drink, ha-" Liam started saying and then he remembered he was using some desperate old guy's phrase. At least he quit his mouth before calling him handsome. He cleared his throat and repeated a bit louder "... a drink?"
"Um... Sure?" Was the guy's answer although it sounded more like a question as he tried not to show the confusion on his face. Were young and good looking guys even hanging around here? Buying free drinks? Whatever.
"I'm Liam by the way." He smiled awkwardly and ordered two drinks quickly.
"Theo" the handsome guy said as he reached for Liam's hand and shook it.
They stayed like that for a while, holding hands and staring into each other's eyes. Liam's obvious excitement and curiosity mixed with shyness while Theo's eyes were daring him with seductiveness. He was offering himself.
Liam didn't know how to feel about it. Of course, the tension kind of aroused him but he was also irritated because he felt like the other boy selfishly put some kind of mask to his emotions and only offered Liam something basic.
Liam slipped his hand out of Theo's hold and took a solid sip of his vodka. He had to show the boy he wasn't some random fool, looking for a hook-up at the bar. Well... he kind of was, but he had high standards.
"If you act like a dork on purpose, I have to tell you this technique might only be working on those desperate dudes who already reek of graveyard." Liam said with a serious but calm tone, leaning closer to the boy in order for him to hear him over the loud music.
"And if you bought me a drink only to judge me for my poor choice of seduction techniques, then-" He stopped for a moment and looked into Liam's eyes, then leaned even closer, brushing his wet lips over the other boy's earlobe. "Ah... Fuck it. Then I guess I'm all yours to judge, angel face."
Liam felt his face burning both from the gentle wet touch he felt on his ear and the sweet words that last escaped Theo's mouth. If only he didn't act like a macho, Liam would have already been on his knees.
"In fact... I didn't mean to judge you." Liam sighed and paused for a moment, trying to find the right words.
"I just want to know the real you. Okay, this sounded creepy. I mean... We just met. I'm a fool. Sorry, I have no idea how to do th-"
Before he could realise what was happening, Liam felt his mouth relaxing as cold lips touched his own. Alchohol always made people's lips cold and Liam hated that feeling, that's why he avoided making out at bars but Theo's lips felt oddly good. They were slightly brushing against his, just enought to feel their soft texture and he wasn't pressing any further or moving too fast. It seemed as if Theo knew exactly how he desired to be kissed and right before they parted from the kiss, his warm tongue found its way between Liam's lips and Theo licked slightly the inside of his mouth as if on slow motion before he moved back, Liam almost whimpering at the loss of the boy's hot breath over his mouth.
Fuck. Is he just perfect? Or am I stupid? Liam's knees weakened and he thought he was about to fall but he still magically stood there, staring at the unbearably gorgeous boy in front of him, who just smiled sincerely.
"Seemed like you needed a little help to deal with the pressure... or am I mistaken? Theo raised his eyebrows in question.
Liam couldn't say anything. He just shrugged.
They stood there in silence as they finished their drinks before Liam finally felt ready to speak.
"I... It was nice meeting you. I have to go already so..." Liam was smiling awkwardly, as he took a few steps back as a sign of leaving.
Could he really leave without asking the guy out? Why did he have to freak out now...
He was ready to turn around and go before he noticed the tiny change in Theo's eyes as if he was disappoined... Even more, he looked kind of hurt at Liam's unexpected decision to leave so soon. It took him no more than a second to cover it with his flirty look, eyes shining and lips forming in a smirk.
"Yeah, pleasure meeting you, angel" Theo winked at him and turned around, ordering a drink.
He's going to continue drinking by himself... He'll be standing there, looking so lonely and so... Fuckable. Wtf! Liam had no idea what was going on in his head. But he had to make sure he'll see the boy again.
"Hey, Theo..." His heart skipped a beat, pronouncing that beautiful name for the first time.
"Miss me already, hot stuff?"
Liam rolled his eyes. It was so easy yet so hard being kind to this dork.
"Just thought you'd enjoy some new company for some other time, you know... Someone not smelling of rotting flesh yet. So maybe you could give me your number?" Liam said sheepishly, poking him with his elbow.
Theo chuckled and covered his face with his hands, shaking his head. It was the most aborable thing Liam got out of this asshole tonight and he couldn't help but feel proud and excited about it.
"Liam however-your-last-fucking-name-is, you're unbelievable..." Theo said with a wide smile on his face. "Hand me your phone before I change my mind."
"It's Dunbar" Liam smiled and handed his phone to Theo who added his number.
"Perfect, a dork with a stupid name. Good thing your face does all the work for you" Theo teased him and received an elbow in the ribs in return.
Why would he meet such a lovely idiot at this hideous shithole? Theo hoped Liam would never find out why he was hanging around here in the first place. He better not.