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Loud music blares from multiple speakers inside the club, with spotlights vibing as if dancing to the beat. A crowd has already formed near and surrounding the DJ for the night, excitement rushing through their veins as they prepare to dance their hearts out. Drinks on their hands, friends and strangers alike by their sides — the people start to get rowdy.
On the far corner, near the pillar before the restrooms, lies a raven-haired man in his turtleneck long sleeves, a pair of slacks, and his newly polished heeled boots. Nursing a champagne glass on his left hand, swirling it around as if playing with it, he leans his side against the wall, silently praying for support.
Shu's a bit dizzy.
He decided he needs to close his eyes for a bit, or else he’ll get a headache from the excessive movements around him. Shu stayed like that for over a minute, before a warm hand found his waist and soothes it. The touch lingers.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a toned chest dressed in a black button up greeted his sight instead. Letting his gaze slowly move upwards to the man's face, Shu wasn't surprised when there's a soft smirk resting on the man's lips already. He softly smiled in return.
“Hey, zad. Good thing you found me.”
Tilting his head to the left, Shu's stare softened as he blinked his dizziness. The man in front of him, lavender eyes tracing his left side, unprecedentedly held Shu's wrist and moved the glass towards his lips. Luca downed the champagne in one go.
“Are you enjoying yourself, Shu?” Luca said, licking his lips for any remaining liquid. Shu stared. Openly.
Shifting his weight to stand properly, Shu spotted a waiter and placed his empty glass on their tray. He offered a silent ‘thank you’, before facing the blonde guy in front of him again. As if feeling exposed, or cold from the AC near them, or not knowing where to put his arms and hands — really — Shu, rather, crossed his arms.
“Well, you could say that. That was my 4th glass. Or 5th. I lost count…” He said with slurred words & slowness in his voice — a sign of him being tipsy. A soft giggle escaped his lips, which didn't go unnoticed from Luca's attention. His hold on Shu's waist gets a tad bit tighter, all the while maintaining their eye contact.
Luca hummed in acknowledgement, caressing Shu's waist in a slow rhythm. He lets his gaze wander on the latter's face, carefully taking his flushed state in his memory. What a sight, Luca thought.
If Shu notices his friend’s unusual stare towards him, he pays it no mind as he's getting more dizzy due to various things. The tall buff guy in front of him, his perfume that assaults his nostrils but liked the comfort of, anyway, not to mention the flickering lights with bright colors and the loud music against his eardrums. There's just so much to process all at once, and, really, Shu Yamino is just a guy.
His trance was interrupted as the universe, as if toying with them in a hurried pace and wanting to them get closer as they are now, played its cards deliberately as a group of drunk men bumped against Shu's back, causing him to lose his balance a little and grip the nearest thing to his reach: Luca's biceps. The blonde guy immediately loops one arm around Shu's waist, while the other carefully holds his head, bracing for impact.
Luca clicked his tongue, ready to go off and scold the group with glaring eyes, before he was cut off when someone — Shu — gripped his arms tighter instead. Luca’s glare softened as he glanced at the latter, then he heard a string of apologies somewhere from the group. He nodded once as if telling them to go away.
Neither of them went back to their original positions, because really, it's comfortable like that, no? Shu, intoxicated, placed his cheek against Luca's chest and listened to his heartbeat as if grounding himself, with the latter softly patting his hair. Luca feels several taps on his shoulder, too, very much so to the beat of the music. Others would say it's a little too intimate, but they paid their thoughts no mind, with Shu thinking he's just tipsy — on the verge of being drunk — as an excuse to linger in this for a bit more. Maybe Luca had the same thoughts. Who knows. Because they're silent for a while now.
Luca was the one to break the silence.
“Would you like to stay here, Shu?” Luca rests both of his palms on Shu's waist. He felt a pair of arms looping around his neck in turn, with Shu nuzzling his face on his chest. Shu shakes his head in protest.
“Not really…” Shu inhales Luca's scent, wrapping his arms tighter and closer, and if he's letting his intrusive thoughts win, that's a problem for sober Shu in the future. He totally forgot (or did he?) that he's a sleepy-drunk.
A hearty chuckle escaped Luca's mouth, before a contented smile rests on his lips. He moved his hands slowly down Shu's thighs, bending his knees, before finding the back of Shu's own knees. Luca wrapped the latter's thighs on his waist and he stood, while Shu tightened his grip on reflex. Luca earned a smack on his shoulder blades.
“You could've warned me, you know? And I can just walk, too. Or just give me a piggyback. This is so weird, bro. What the frick…” Shu said hurriedly, as if the action sobered him up in an instant. Luca just laughs while holding Shu's butt for support. Or for something else.
“This is faster. We can walk faster with this, no?” Another smack. “Hey, just be grateful ‘cause you have a free ride from your zaddy, yeah?” He pats Shu's butt a few times.
“You piece.. stop that!” Shu smacks him again, maybe squirm a little, but still holding onto Luca's shoulders. Luca just laughs as he walks their way out through the door.
“Just sleep, Shubert. You'll get more dizzy if you protest more.”
“... Are we going home? Or yours?”
“You can sleep in my place. It's closer.”
“Okay.” Shu said with a resigned state, letting his cheek rest on Luca's shoulder. He speaks again, against his neck now. “Do we talk about this? Us, Luca?”
A soft sigh came out from Luca. Finally, he thinks.
“Of course, Shu. Anything for you.”
Finally feeling sleepy, Shu smiled before pressing a soft kiss on Luca's neck. Luca just knows they have a lot to unpack, but he knows it's okay because it's with his Shu, anyway.