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This sucks
Those words just kept repeating over and over in the reader's head as they sat on a spinning stole at the bar, sipping on a virgin margarita, not wanting to even come close to getting drunk.
their roommate had dragged them out to this club that was way too loud and vanished the moment she had stepped onto the dance floor to try to get into some poor souls pants.
They should just walk home, maybe call an Uber. But first they had to finish that drink.
And so they pick up the drink, spin around in the chair, resting the back of their elbows on the counter as they looked over the crowd. Taking in all the different people.
A couple dancing, leaving little room for Jesus, another couple trying to fluster their friend. Another, seeming to be trying to figure out whether he should kill his partner or kiss them, he chose the latter of the two options. God this sucks
So many hot people and not a single person is single enough to even look in their direction.
they huff through the straw of their drink as they turn back around, regretting their choice to look and to stay sober.
“Not enjoying yourself?” they jumped a bit at the sudden voice, seeming to make the person laugh as they flinched. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare their.” They said, over the loud music
They turn to look at the man speaking to them, his short blond hair catching the club's many bright and colorful lights in such a way, it seemed as if he was the source of the almost headache infusing lights.
“I’m Asher.” He said with a toothy smile “and you are?”
“I’m reader, nice to meet you.” they spat nervously, a hot guy was talking to them! This was not how they had planned the night to go but they sure weren’t complaining. I mean look at him.
“It’s nice to meet you as well,” His words were calm in an energetic way, if that makes sense. “Though, you haven’t really answered my question.” He punctuated the sentence with a playful laugh as he got himself comfortable on the spinning chair that was bolted to the floor next to theirs.
“Oh, well, it's only gotten better since you sat down.” You spat out a line that was more smooth than they had expected that was then met with more lighthearted laughter from Asher.
“That’s a nice one! Mine if I use it?”
“Use it? On who?”
“Uh, sure, anyone in particular?” Damn, that was fast, they were friend zoned before they could even see if the zones were open.
“Oh, my partner, they're just in the washroom right now.” The way his eyes lit up more than the led's in this bar with just a mention of his mystery person solidified the little hope they had that this hottie would even think to ask them out was gone.
“Me and them have been looking at you all night.” He said, spinning around in his chair to face the crowd of dancing people. “We were wondering if they would let us walk you home later.” His tone was sweet and inviting, who could say no to that face?
This man was taking their on an emotional rollercoaster, one minute he’s telling their about how he's taken, the next he’s talking about how him and his partner (who, if we're being honest is probably just as hot as him if they were able to bag him) have both been eyeing their all evening. As flattering as that is, they knew better than to walk away from a bar with two strangers, no matter how hot one of them is.
“As nice as that sounds.. how do I know this isn't a ploy to steal my kidneys?” their say sorta jokingly. well their punctuated it with a laugh
Asher laughed harder than they had heard him laugh the whole time he had been sitting next to them. “You're really funny, you know that?” He says after finally coming down from his laughing fit.
“I get it,” a new voice spoke, they assumed it was the partner Asher had mentioned, and god they were beautiful too, “Two strangers asking to walk their home? Pretty sketchy. You don’t have to say yes but we would love to get to know you.” Their voice was sickly sweet as their introduction danced off their tongue, almost making them forget to respond.
“I'm reader, very nice to meet you.” they could feel the blush start to bloom on their face as the two attractive people smiled at them. Asher's smile just a tad sharp and his partner’s making them melt like butter.
“Babe?” Asher looked over to his lover, a sly look in his eyes.
“Mhm?” They respond, pulling their eyes off the reader. “Ohh… mk hotstuff, how about we stop being strangers and get to know each other abit?” Babe said as they looked back at their, as their words made them really question whether getting their kidneys removed was really such a bad possibility.
“That sounds good to me.” they respond as they try to force the blush off of their face.
——
“How do their fuck up oatmeal that bad?” You laughed as they wiped tears from their eyes as they walked down the concrete path that led to the apartment building they called their home.
The man shrugged as his partner tried to catch their breath. “His old roommate almost killed him for that one.”
“David has almost killed me way less.” he says in defense of his shit cooking.
“Mhm, like what?” Babe askes, putting their arms around him and their casually. You felt warmth crawl up their neck at the sudden contact.
“The Davey incident.” he sang.
“What's the Davey incident?” they ask, leaning forward to get a better look at Asher.
“Oh,” he snickered at the memory as he spoke. “I was at a pa- board meeting and my buddie David’s partner was there, while we weren't talking about anything important I overheard them call him Davey ! Like he’s a little kid or something! Anyway I heard that and me and me and them both started cracking up after they realized I heard. His face was so fucking red, while they where still laughing their ass off he dragged me to a corner in the room and told me if I didn't forget what i had just heard he would fire me. Then when we had both calmed down I sat back down at the table but the moment me and his partner made eye contact we both fucking lost it.”
“Do you still have your job?” they asked, slightly worried for their new friend.
“Yeah, he would never. He's too much of a softy to fire me.” he said, laying a kiss on his partner’s cheek to punctuate the sentence.
“Soft?” Babe asked the question leaning into their love.
“He’s very soft, their just gotta get through that hard outer layer.” he mumbled as he nuzzled his head into their neck, the couples lovey-dovey action would normally make their feel lonely as all hell, but instead these two made their feel happy, for the two of them, and strangely for themselves. As Asher placed a kiss on Babes cheek he squeezed the hand that now rested in the middle of Babes back, the same one that he had been holding since the trio left the bar.
That small action made them feel so loved, and it didn't matter if that was platonic or romantic.
“This is our stop hotstuff.” Babe said, rubbing the readers back.
Asher's whine of disapproval was enough to bring them out of their thoughts enough for them to see the building right in front of them.
“Umm this is also my stop.” they murmured, leaning into babes touch.
In a second Ash had gone from looking like an abandoned puppy at the pound to one that had just been adopted in less then a second. “No way! When did you move in?”
“Just last month. I was looking for an apartment and my roommate was looking for, well, a roommate.” they said as the group walked through the front doors of the building. “Mine is right next to the stairs.”
“106?” Babe asked.
“Close, 107” they corrected.
“We’re on the top floor, 428.”
“Must be a long trip up.” they responded, as they leaned against the wall next to the door with a fancy little sign labeled 107.
“Mhm.” Ash muttered as he moved his arm around his partner's waist, the abandoned puppy look creeping back up onto his face.
“Well we don’t wanna keep their for long. we have their number and their have ours, feel free to text us anytime.” Babe spoke, a hint of sadness laced their words, If you weren't looking for it you might just miss it.
“Don’t worry, I will.” they promised as they grabbed the cool metal doorknob.
As they twisted and pulled they were met with, nothing.
they tried again. It wouldn’t budge.
“Fuck.” they whispered under their breath.
“What’s up hotstuff?” Asher asked, resting his chin on their shoulder to see what had caused them to curse.
“My roommate.”
“Hmm?”
they turned around to look the man in the face, him stepping backwards in the process. “We’ve asked the landlord for an extra key and he said he only had the one but he would get us in contact with someone to get us another one.”
“Uh oh” he breathed, just loud enough to hear.
“She has the key.” You concluded
“Crap, I would say to talk to the landlord but he doesn’t like it when people bother him past 12.” Ash stated, the look on his face showed that his brain was working overtime to find a way to fix this.
“We could wait with their till she gets back?” Babe offered.
“She’s not coming back tonight.” their sighed, thumb and pointer pinching at the bridge of their nose.
“You could stay with us tonight”
Ash’s offer took both babe and their by surprise seeing as both of their heads turned to look at him.
“Do you wanna sleep in a hallway or a bed tonight?” He asked, shifting his weight from one foot to the other, a playful grin plastered to his face.
Babe looked back at the cutie they stole from the nightclub with a look that seemed to ask “may we?” .
Now how could they say no to that?
“Oh what the heck, better than the floor.” they answered jokingly as they walked forward to the stairs with the friendly couple.
——
Once the three of them had gotten to the top floor of the building and down the hallway to Asher and babe’s apartment they had already planned to try and watch at least three Star Trek movies seeing as they had only heard of Asher's favorite series.
A bucket or two of popcorn and one big cuddle puddle later had the trio fast asleep on top of each other, only halfway through the second movie.
Asher's eyes fluttered open as he felt the comforting weight on his chest shift.
“Hghhm..?” He murmured as he rubbed his eye, trying to see the two figures resting on top of him.
Once his eyes adjusted to the waking world he was able to admire the sight in front of him. His love and the hottie from the club wrapped up in each other while still clinging to him. Babes legs tangled in his while their hands clung to his shirt, the Shaw pack logo gripped tightly in their hand.
He hummed happily at the slight.
He leaned over just enough to grab the remote before shutting the tv off.
The couch was no place for these two cuties to sleep so he had to do the unthinkable.
He slowly pulled his body out from under the cuddly pile that lay atop him, trying his hardest not to wake them.
Once he had freed himself, he carefully scooped the two into his arms, thank God David’s nagging when they were younger, the muscles he got from all those stupid trips to the gym were totally worth it.
Babe nuzzled their face into his chest as he walked through the bedroom door, he planted a kiss on their head, and a matching one for the reader.
He placed the two on the bed, before pulling the sheets over the bodies and sliding in with them, wrapping his arm around the two of them and slipping away into sleep.