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When Higashikata Jobin pushed open the door of the bar and went straight in, he saw Higashikata Josuke sitting on the high stool at a glance - the pure white sailor's suit was too eye-catching, and there couldn't be another person in Moriocho town.
Originally, the young man didn't want to be too close to his mysterious new brother, but before the idea was ready to come out, his body had involuntarily led Jobin walk to there.
Maybe it's the fault of the alcohol in the air , he laughed at himself with some bad feelings.
"Mr. Jobin." Josuke nodded gently and turned to stare blankly.
"You alone?""No, Joshuu brought me here. "He turned his head and pointed to the seat in the corner. The young man with strange hairstyle was overly drunk and fall asleep." …Maybe this time is me to take him home."
That idiot ... No, maybe needs to thanks him. Jobin secretly make a sentence in his heart, but he still kept the surface calm.
"Why don't we have a drink to enhance our relationship? "His sights sweeps across the bar in front of him, first the marble table covered by laser light, then the glass cup that refracts the dazzling light, and finally stops in those eyes full of strange colors - its owner is looking back at him expressionless.
Then his jaw lifted slightly and dropped gently toward gravity without trace. The dark purple shadow slid into the collar with the action.
Shouldn't pay any attention about these, but Jobin still gaze at Josuke.
"Moscow Mule."
The young man sat down beside him and Josuke blinked. He suddenly felt that Jobin's appearance doesn't mean any good thing - what was he trying to do secretly? The young man in sailor suit raised his guard slightly - then the hand of the person next to him waved a few times in an exploratory way in front of him, he look back and found that Jobin looked a little helpless.
"I just showed up by chance, without any harmful planning - and I don't look like a narrow-minded person who takes the opportunity to take revenge. Is that what you think of me? Ah, that's really bad." - Jobin's expression was even more upset .
"You're too worried. "Josuke whispered , and the line of sight turns to the glass cup in front of his body. The irregular ice turns into a drop of water and falls down to the table along the glass cup of complicated craft .
"Mint juliep, you haven't drink yet?"
"It tastes like...toothpaste. "
The young man who was asked answered.
A trace of surprise flashed in Jobin's eyes, and then he paused and chuckled:"So you used mint toothpaste. "Jobin smile."That's interesting, so why do you ordered it?"
"Not me... It's Joshuu, just like a woman who ordered French fries for her kid in order to go shopping only herself."
Josuke has an impression about this cocktail and knows its composition and manufacturing methods, but in fact, after the real taste, the impression turns from a single color into a gorgeous palette.
It's that kind of smiling expression again.
Jobin squints slightly. In the final analysis, he is always like this. It seems that he has never seen Josuke's heartfelt smile - is he unwilling to show it in front of himself? Or there's nothing ever made him laugh?
With mouth half open, Jobin seemed ready to ask questions, but he chooses use spicy alcohol to cover those.
Then Jobin sees his younger brother looking at him obliquely with silent . Half blue and half Crystal Purple eyes are as calm as sea level.
"Why me?" With Josuke's softly words slipped to the youth's ears, Jobin's elbow was on the tableand and try to supporting his cheek.
"What?"
"You don't have to sit here and have a talk with me. "Josuke whispered . "What makes you want to do this?"
Jobin was a little confused when he been asked. The spotlight swept the bar again, and the dazzling light flowed through the drunken face of the youth who is in sailor's suit and the reduced cocktails on the table.
"Why?Such as you, I want to know."
He heard his voice shake. I'm just bewitched by this atmosphere.
Bewitched by the air soaked with alcohol and the complex floating shadows, it seems that only this pure white sailor's suit is real, so Jobin involuntarily approached him and couldn't turn his eyes.
Thinking like this, Jobin moved his position more closer to the people who sitting next to him.
Is this a difficult question to answer? Or is he already drunken?
Watching Jobin get closer and closer, this idea will float in Josuke's brain of the full upsurge.
A faint song came from the distant sound, and Jobin stared at him:
“我正在看在你 看着你 目不转睛
你丢的爱 正看你 等待你认领”
Lyrics in English:"I'm staring at you and can't move on my eyes.
The love you lost is watching you waiting for you to claim. "
"... sir, you should answer my question." Josuke heard his own voice ,it seems became misty.
"Listen, Josuke, we are all drunk and no one is responsible for what happens next. If you feel disgusted, you can push me away - but remember, you and I are already drunk."
Then a slight hot air swept by the ear, and a few syllables slipped into the brain through the nerve, and a feeling like erotic floated up from the spine to the brain.
"Jo——"
"Shh, don't say or do anything now."
It seems that the young man who was been called to his name stretched out his index finger, pressed the rich lip flap like a dragonfly, then pulled fingers away quickly and stroked the slightly rolling Adam's apple. Like a lover whispering, the ambiguous atmosphere gushes out in an instant.
Say the next thing,you know that. Jobin's eyes rippled with bright hints, which became deeper and deeper with the dim lights.
"Aida Mitsuo?"
The smile from Jobin is more self satisfied than his smile before.
"It's really a famous sentence! Come on, give me -- no, maybe better celebrate it in other way."
Josuke murmured: "Mr. Jobin, what do you really want to do?"
There was a kind of confusion in his eyes, like a newborn child.
We are all drunk, so am I and Josuke, so no one needs to feel guilty and remorse about this…Jobin try to told this to himself.
They got a kiss from each other at midnight.
-Fin-