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The club was bursting with life, music booming, lights flashing ever so brightly, bodies pressed together, grinding against each other on the dance floor, every single participant had their heads in the clouds as it grew heated. It was almost nauseating for Naib, he couldn't stand to be in such a place, right now he just wished to be in the comforts of his room, wrapped inside a soft blanket, maybe watching a show or two. But his friend Norton insisted for him to come with his gang of misfits, if he could call them that, it was honestly just Norton, Mike, Kevin, Jose & Demi. They've always managed to cause a ruckus every once in a week, so it wasn't a surprise he himself got caught in this mess.
Looking to the side, Naib spotted Mike & Norton dicking around, both clearly drunk off their minds as they tried to make a single comprehensible word, Naib could tell from where he was that they were flirting albeit being slurred, their cheeks tinted pink. Naib knew that Mike had always been sort of a lightweight, Norton already drank, well, truthfully Naib lost count on how much he drank but he was sure it surpassed the average. Now the other three on the other hand, they seem to be looking fine and only slightly tipsy, it would explain since they're much older than those two and could take their alcohol very well. Naib glanced down at the untouched whiskey in his own glass, he didn't feel like getting drunk, especially not today, but as the great Norton Campbell said, "Naibbbb my man you gotta let loose once in a while". Naib didn't take his word for it, not now, not ever.
Naib jolted from whatever daydream he was having when Demi patted his shoulder, "Are there any particular reason why you're not drinking yours Subedar?" she leaned in close so that he could hear her over the loud music, Naib just shook his head, offering a half-assed excuse "Not feeling like it", Demi hummed before nodding, with a quick swipe she downed his glass in one go. Naib looked at her incredulously, setting the glass down and grinning at him "Well you didn't say anything I couldn't have it" Naib rolled his eyes from that statement. "Yo Subedar enjoying the party?" it was Kevin, Naib wanted to retort back at him but he couldn't find it within himself to actually do it, instead he just gave a small nod. Both Jose & Kevin laughed, Naib didn't understand what they were laughing about but decided he didn't want to know. "That's good! You've always been so closed off lately we were getting worried" Naib frowned, that wasn't the first time he heard other people saying he's closed off, in fact he heard it a lot from his own group of friends, not that he minded.
Naib focused on elsewhere, looking up on the stage he realized the female pole dancers from before already finished their job and went backstage he assumed. They didn't catch his eye really, then the music turned slow & sensual, the lights dimmed, as the crowd whooped. Naib was confused, until at the corner of his eye he saw it, a guy, wearing a full black latex bodysuit, entering the stage, he had on a blindfold so Naib couldn't see his eyes, his hair was dark brown, he faced the crowd and grinned, going to the middle of the stage to grab onto the single pole there. He circled it a few times, then, as graceful as a swan, he lifted himself off the ground, his right arm secured tightly around the pole, he made a show that the audience wouldn't forget, and Naib couldn't take his eyes off of him, it was like he was being entranced by this mystery guy, his eyes followed his ever moves, languid & smooth. At some point the guy removed his blindfold revealing bright blue eyes, and it was at that moment Naib thought, he just has to know who he is, the guy was really attractive to Naib's standards and it was very enticing to watch him do his job on the stage.
The crowd below cheered after he finished and gave a bow, some throwing money to him, he walked off the stage but Naib never took his eyes off of him for a second. Then the booming music returned, and the crowd was back to doing their own thing once again, Naib stood up, his friends looked up at him, "Where are you headed?" Norton questioned, he & Mike was in a very compromising position, Naib didn't know if they were that shitfaced to think that they're somewhere private or they were just that shameless. "I need to go to the restroom for a bit" Naib answered without looking directly at them, "Oh okay!" with that Naib excused himself before rushing to where the restroom was. Upon arriving there, he immediately went to the sink, turning it on he splashed water onto his face, the coldness of the water seeping onto his skin, ridding it from the burn of his face from when he was watching stage guy. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, momentarily letting himself take a breather after all that escapade. He was so lost in his head at that moment that he didn't hear the creak of the restroom door opening, it was the stage guy from before, he already changed to something different than his stage getup. It wasn't until he stood right beside Naib that Naib noticed his presence, his heart almost leaped out of his throat, the guy acknowledged him & gave a light smile, Naib only nodded trying to calm his still beating heart, he felt some blood rushing to his face as he stared at stage guy, swallowing his own saliva he gathered himself "So uh, I watched you out there, on the stage", stage guy made an expression at him, Naib cleared his throat, cursing at himself for his nervousness, he was never like this towards anyone, so why was he like this towards a complete stranger, he wonders.
"You uh, did great, really" Naib tried to choose his words carefully, almost biting his own tongue over it, it was as if English is a foreign language to him, technically it is, he was Nepalese after all. At that, stage guy turned towards him, "Thank you sir, that's really kind of you" Naib swore his heart skipped a beat, honestly the amount of time he felt like his heart wanted to burst right out of his ribcage today would be concerning, he thought he would be driven to the nearest hospital. Stage guy made an offhanded gesture, "I don't know if you noticed but I honestly had my eyes set on you sir" Did Naib hear that right? He had his eyes set on him? Why? As if he could hear his thoughts, stage guy answered "You looked, lost, if I could describe it correctly" and he wasn't wrong, Naib admitted but didn't say it out loud. "Oh, really?" Naib's voice came out like a stutter, then he found his courage to ask the question he'd been wanting to ask ever since he laid his eyes on him, "What's your name, if I may ask?" stage guy dropped whatever he was doing on the sink, a pause, before he answered the question "Eli Clark" It was a beautiful name, Naib thought, fitting for a person such as him. "I see, well it's only fair I tell you mine since you've told me yours, my name is Naib Subedar, pleased to make your acquaintance, Mr. Clark" Naib extended out a hand for Eli to shake, and Eli took it, it sent electric up Naib's arms and tingled a bit. Eli offered an award winning smile, Naib felt like he saw god himself, "It's nice to meet you too Mr. Subedar" his voice is very melodic and the way his name rolled off of his mouth sent shivers down Naib's spine, Naib knew he fell in too deep. "Ah, it looks like my friends are waiting for me, it's a shame I have to leave but" Eli took something out of his back pocket before handing it to Naib, he saw it was a small piece of torn paper.
"Be sure to make good use of it okay?" there it was again, that smile, before he stepped out of the restroom, leaving the ghost of his touch and his fragrance. Opening up his palm and flipping the torn paper over, the words "Call me~" was written with a phone number below in black ballpoint pen, once again Naib felt blood rush up his face, making his entire face & ears go red, so red that it would put a tomato to shame. With a small huff he pocketed it before walking out of the restroom himself, he went over to where his friends usually were, Jose saw him and asked "Hey where were you? You took quite long to do your business" the others chuckled, that made Naib scowl, "Oh hush, I just had a bad stomach ache is all" the others seem to accept it and went back to focus on other things. After this, when he would be allowed to go home, he already know what he's gonna do.
At the back of the stage, Eli was preparing to get back home as well, neatly folding his latex bodysuit, Margaretha Zelle was with him, chatting with other female pole dancers as they gossiped, "Speaking of which, Eli, I overheard you had a chat with that guy in the restroom" Marg said slyly, her friends giggled, "Aww is our little Eli falling in looove?~" Vera cooed all the while making some smooching faces to which the girls laughed, Eli finished folding his latex bodysuit and placed it on his table, "You were eavesdropping again Marg" Eli stated, Marg frowned & pouted, Vera lightly slapped her friend on the shoulder, "Oops you've been found out my dear Margie" beside Vera, Martha rolled her eyes, her friends could be childish sometimes "Stop it you guys, can't you see you're all invading Eli's privacy, seriously" Vera turned to face Martha "Yeah right Martha, it's not like you aren't curious to know yourself" at that Martha glared at Vera "Hey! No I'm not!" Marg checked her fingernails "Stop lying sweetie, we know" Martha stayed quiet but didn't deny it, Vera & Marg took it as a win on their side. Eli glanced back to where they were sitting and smiled, "It's okay, I don't mind it at all" Marg stood up and pointed at Martha "Hah! See?" Martha batted her offending hand away, "Watch where you're pointing!" Vera sighed and settled his chin on his right hand, "But don't you think he was pretty cute? I can see why Eli is attracted to him, and if he's lucky enough he's also attracted to Eli". Marg sat down back again to where she was sitting previously, "Aww that would be too cute" Martha couldn't help but to agree as well, Eli finished doing his stuff where he was and took his bag, "Are you going now?" Marg asked, Eli nodded, "Oh okay, be safe on your way home Eli!", the three waved him off, "Thank you, all of you as well" with that he left through the back door of the club, stepping outside the cool crisp night air washed over him, he was fortunate to have brought his jacket. Getting out of the club area and walking home, his mind was filled by Naib Subedar, in the dark you would miss it, but if you see it close enough, a grin was plastered onto his face.