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Maybe getting to the bar half an hour early wasn’t Neku’s best idea, but in his defense, early was better than late, and he’d rather get the table.
It’s supposed to be a casual get-together, because they all couldn’t make it to Hachiko earlier in the day.
What’s annoying about being the first there, however, is that it leaves plenty of room for other people to try and hit on him. It’s usually not so bad, just frustrating.
So when a girl offers to buy him drinks and join him, he shrugs her off with a casual, “Sorry, waiting for some friends.”
She keeps trying to chat, and Neku sighs, because he knows exactly how this is going to go, even as he rebukes her attempts.
One moment he’s speaking, saying, “Listen, I appreciate your offer, but--” and the next moment Josh is there, draped over him, planting a kiss right on his lips.
When Josh pulls back, there’s a smirk on his face, and the girl is gone.
“Did you have to do that, Josh?” he asks, already knowing the answer.
“Absolutely. What’s the fun in dating if I can’t show off by kissing you?”
Neku snorts, rolling his eyes. “You’re an asshole, ya know that, right?”
“Mm, yeah, you’ve made the abundantly clear. But I’m yours,” he says, carding his fingers through Neku’s hair, and Neku relents. Joshua’s deterrent against other people hitting on him works, after all, and it spares him from having to do more work in the long run.