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After Ward finished his test today at the academy, he decided to get some alcohol to increase the liquid in his body and also. He wanted to relax with crowd noise, music— and that singer.
He couldn't take his eyes off the singer on the stage. Blue shirt, jeans, and curly hair. He looks very casual. Yes. But there was something that got his attention. Maybe it was his smooth voice when the song was a ballad. Maybe it's his giggles and smiles when he sang the wrong lyrics that brightened his hard day of testing.... Maybe it's just him.
Ward sips his 'Bullets in the Head' which made his head ache a little bit, like having a bullet in the head. This bar is nice. Drinks, music, and that eye-catching singer.
He wants to know him more. At least his name, but more than that is also very acceptable. So he decided to walk through the crowd to the front of the stage. He appears to be much younger and shorter than he anticipated. He looked around 18?
He stands still, waiting for the song to stop. The singer picked his bottle of water up and drank it. Ward wasn't sure if he was going to ask him at this time. The younger-looking man seems like he's going to sing for about an hour, and he doesn't want to bother him.
But maybe he should bother him...just a bit...
"Hey, what's your name?"
Ward asked when the singer managed to put his bottle off.
"Me? I'm Fitz. "
"You are not regular, right?"
The singer answered with his strong accent at the end of the sentence. It sounds Scottish.
Ward smirks at him, saying,
"Yeah, I came to this bar for the first time."
"But certainly not the last time,"
Ward adds.
He was going to be a regular one if it meant he could see him every time. He would never forget his name in his entire life.
Fitz gave him a giggle and then answered with his soft voice. Oh gosh, he felt like he had stopped breathing for 5 seconds. Damnit, he's so cute, isn't he?
"You can see me every Friday and Saturday."
He can't help himself but smile and nod. They're smiling at each other for a moment. Finally, he managed to talk again.
"I'm Ward"
"Do you mind drinking with me after work?"
"Just..drinking, nothing else"
"and I came alone"
"I'm glad"
"maybe another 30 minutes"
"See you at your table."
The singer smiles again. Does he know that his smile is dangerous? He felt like Cupid's arrow had stabbed him in the heart. Feel himself falling in love over and over.
Ward went back to his table, sipping and waiting for the time. Enjoy the music and drinks. He wasn't bored waiting at all. Looking at him didn't bore him at all.
When Fitz sang his last song of the night, Ward felt a bit nervous. What is he going to talk about? He hopes he doesn't do anything embarrassing in front of Fitz.
For a while, the music was silent. Ward was looking for him, but he was gone. He was quite desperate about the idea that he'd gone. Before he is willing to leave the pub, Fitz finally comes to his table.
"Hey"
The other man sits down and puts his properties on the table. When he looks at him this close, Ward finds that he has gorgeous blue eyes, which are very attractive and curls just... aw, he wants to use his hand to touch them, or maybe he could bury his face in them.
"Hey"
"You're good at singing"
"Thanks"
"I'm a singer, aren't I?"
He chuckles, and Ward too. He also found Fitz is hilarious after they had a couple of drinks and talked about their jobs and education. Fitz is younger than him, which does not surprise much. If he told him that he was a 16-year-old boy, he was not going to refuse to believe it.
"You are really cute.."
They fell silent for a while. Ward won't think that he really said that. But he did. Fitz was looking at his hands. He was awkward.
"Sorry"
"but I truly meant that"
"I know"
"just had some old memories so I got deja vu"
"my ex-boyfriend if you want to know"
"I'm sure I want to know"
"He left you?"
"Something like that"
"partly, I'm relieved to break up"
"another part, I still miss him"
"If he left you, I'm sure he is the worst."
"How he can leave someone charming and cute like you"
"He must be the most foolish idiot."
Fitz finally giggles and sips his margarita.
"Sadly to say, but you talk like him."
Ward bit his lip. feeling disappointed in his mind. He really likes him, but apparently, the singer likes someone else.
"It's okay"
"I'm not going to make you forget him."
"Like I said, just drinking"
Ward smiled warmly back, trying to hide his disappointment. He picks his glass up and says 'cheers'
"But I want to forget."
"And you feel right."
They fell in silence before Ward freaking out.
"Oh my God—Oh my God,"
"really?!"
"Yeah,"
"I already gave up when you said you missed him,"
"So it wasn't just drinking?" Fitz giggles.
"Just drinking"
"but my compliments are extra"
"for someone named Fitz"
"Fitz is my surname"
"You can call me Leo," he smiles.
"I'm Grant,"
"you need to know that I'm not allowed everyone to called that"
"Am I special?"
"Absolutely are"
"We should have dinner"
"Are you asking me to date?"
"Just eating" Leo giggles again
"Alright"
"Can I have your number?" Grant gave him his phone.
"Yeah"
"I have a nice restaurant one"
"maybe we can eat"
"Anything for you"
"See you tomorrow at 6 pm?"
"Can I see you tonight?"
"See you in dream then"
"nah come on"
"haha nope, that's too rush"
"fine"
"hope you see me in dream"
"but if you really want to see me tonight"
"you just my one night stand"
"Did you have a lot of one night stands before?"
"just 2"
"the last one made me sick"
"you know? One night stands are like playing roulette"
"I get it"
"even I'm not have any"
"good for you"
"not every time you will enjoyed"
"sometimes It's disgusting"
"You wanna talk about it?"
"He's the worst"
"He doesn't even have a condom or lube"
"It's hurt"
"I think I shouldn't call it one night stand"
"because it's more like rape"
"That sounds horrible"
"Sometimes I don't want to be myself"
"Cute sounds like a gift but It's not"
"I get hurt because of it, Is it called a gift?"
His voice started shaking, tears started to run down his jaw and he sobbing in his own hand. Ward looked at him nervously and finally moved to Leo's side. He carefully puts his hand on his shoulder and strokes it gently. Try not to startle him.
"It's okay, he's gone"
"You are now safe"
"No one can hurt you"
"I don't feel that way"
"I'm scared"
He was still crying but had curled himself and covered his ears. Ward doesn't know what he's going to do. He's not good at soothing. All he can do is stroke his back and whisper all the comfy words he can think of.
It takes some time before he stops crying. He perked up, his eyelashes drenched with tears, which made his eyes look so stunning. Damn—how can he be this beautiful?
Fitz turned his head to see him and awkwardly hugged him. He leaned his head on Ward’s chest, which made Ward smell his shampoo from his hair...It's mint. He can't help himself but bury his face in them.
Oh gosh, he can die now. He's so happy. He's not going to sorrow.
"You truly feel right"
"Good to know"
"I'm tired"
"Can you drive me to my flat?"
"Sorry to say"
"I don't have car"
"I came here with taxi"
Leo giggles with his answer.
"Alright then"
"Can you take me to my flat with taxi?"
"Of course, here we go"
"You good now?"
"better"
"I will pay you back for drinks and taxi"
"even though I know what you are gonna say"
"I am a man of manners"
"You right"
"I'm gonna say"
"Someone like you no need to pay any back"
"because everyone will give you whatever you wanted"
"You says like him"
"I says like myself"
"I'm not him"
"Right"
"Can we go now? I'm very sleepy"
"Absolutely can"
"Let's go"
After that, they take a taxi. Leo slept the whole way and he became his pillow, which he was glad about. The car stopped in front of Leo's flat. He wakes him up. Leo gave him a soft kiss before abruptly exiting the car, leaving Ward to scream silently on his way back to the academy.
Oh gosh, could he get a kiss again tomorrow? He so fucking in love.