Taking pictures of you

Chapter 1

Life sucks.

Touya just wanted to go home. He'd had enough of everything. He needed to go home. He needed calm. He needed silence. He was so tired. All he wanted was to lie down and close his eyes for this day to come to a fucking end.

But no.

He had to be here. Working so he could pay his rent.

He had to take care of drunk customers that couldn't stand straight.

Despite closing in an hour, he had to make fresh drinks for the late customers.

And he had to clean up the mess left by those who had just left.

Life sucks. Especially his.

The clock was ticking down to closing time. And if he was lucky enough, people wouldn't come anymore.

He thought it was a good sign when customers left.

There were only two men remaining now. Neither of them were drunk; they were just talking. Or flirting.

God, he hoped they hadn't fucked in the bathroom.

He started cleaning the counter when he heard it.

The moment he heard it, he wanted to die.

The bell.

The fucking bell.

A new person walked in.

He just wanted to go home for fuck's sake.

The bar was closing in 25 minutes now.

Why would someone come here now?

He had a rough day. Himiko kept bugging him all day about a new photo shoot she wanted him and this girl to do. Apparently she had a crush on her or some shit.

He had to call his brother, for some work related stuff, and his father was there and he wanted to die as much as he wanted him dead.

And now, a new mother fucker thought it was a good idea to come here at fucking closing time to drink.

His eyes met those of the new customer and God. Why did the mother fucker have to be so handsome?

Blond hair pulled back and light brown eyes. Everything in his face was making Touya think God had created that stranger with His bare hands.

He entered the bar looking around as if the entire room was crowded with no place to sit.

He eventually sat at the bar and Touya got the chance to take a closer look at him.

A thin liner at the inner corners of his eyes that, along with his furry eyebrows, darkened them.

Those lips would easily make anyone fall in love as soon as they cracked a smile. And the light beard at the bottom of his chin could easily wake up some girls' daddy issues.

His ears are adorned with a single red earring.

The blond one asked calmly, his eyes full of mischief paired nicely with a slight smirk on his face: "It's not too late for a drink, right?"

He may be pretty but he still was a mother-fucker.

"We're closing." Touya wasn't staying up for a fucker like the one he had in front of him, no matter how handsome he looked.

"Come on man, you're closing in 30 minutes. We have time for one drink." God, Touya hated him already. There was a sweet flirty sound in his voice that made his ears melt.

"No. We're closing. You're the only one left. I'm not staying open just for you." He looked at him dead in the eyes. "Get out."

"Hey that's not true! There are still two people left!" He turned towards them, and they stood up and left.

Touya gave him a *see* look. And the stranger had a (cute) pout on his face.

"Please. I had a rough day at work. Just one drink. Please." And god why did he have to look pretty like that? "I'll even pay you double! Please. I'm begging you."

Keep begging, you sound hot.

Touya was not going to say that, obviously. He grabbed whatever he needed and started to make him his, oh so long awaited drink.

The stranger's eyes lit up.

A few minutes later, he handed the stranger his glass.

"Thanks." The blond took the glass and smelled the drink before putting his (soft looking) lips on it. "It's sweet! What is it?"

"You've never drank a Cosmopolitan before?" Touya couldn't take his eyes off the blond's lips as he went for another sip. "Also, how can you find this sweet? It's supposed to be sour."

"Welp, it's probably the cranberries in it." Touya was speechless. This man had never drunk this before but could easily tell what was inside the drink. "I mean, I can taste the lime juice and all but... You added a bit of sugar didn't you?"

"I-"

"Anyway, it's really good! I might take that again next time!"

"What do you usually drink?" Touya didn't want to have a conversation with the stranger but it seemed that his mouth had other plans.

"Well, I usually go for a Coke." What?

"So you don't drink?"

"Nah not really." What the fuck.

"Then why did you choose a bar?" This fucker never drinks and he came here when Touya was closing. What the fuck is wrong with this man?

"Well, you know. Sometimes there are days like that."

Touya does, in fact, know.

"Anyway! Enough talking about me. How long have you been working here..." The blonde looked at his name pinned on his chest before meeting his gaze. "Dabi?"

God, he hated how good his name sounded on his lips.

"And why should I tell you?"

"Come on, man! I'm just trying to have some conversation with you."

"And I want you to leave." Touya grabbed the towel resting on his shoulder and wiped the bar with it.

"Well, I still haven't finished my drink so..."

"Then hurry!"

The stranger looked him dead in the eyes before taking the slowest sip Touya had ever seen.

I'm gonna kill this bitch.

Once he finished his drink, the stranger looked at him with a smirk on his face. "This drink was really good! Thank you Dabi." He stood up and put the money on the counter. "Hope I'll see you again soon."

"Get out."

Touya wasn't sure what was funny about what he said, but it made the stranger chuckle. "Yeah yeah. Bye hot stuff!" And he was gone.

Hot what? What the fuck?

And what do you mean by 'hope to see you soon' ? Touya surely hoped he was never gonna see this fucker ever again.

Touya went and locked the door so that no one would come back in, and started cleaning everything.

It was 1am when he finally finished everything he had to do.

Once he got home, he fell on his bed, not even caring to take a shower. He was too tired to do anything and fell asleep. The stranger's face popped into his head the moment he shut his eyes closed and he immediately wanted to keep them open.

Damn, he hoped he'd never ever see him again.