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"This is for us... and our hard work!"
Meryl exclaimed as her and their other coworkers raised their glasses and cheered, Roberto casually drinks his beer on the couch and Vash has an awkward grin and shyly cheered, his drink left untouched in his hand. If it were like other nights Vash would have decided to go along with them but since that it had been a busy week all the blonde could think of is to just lay in bed and sleep till noon. Vash didn't really want to join them in their drunken night but all of them would just pester him if he was the only one who didn't go, but like the angel he is he agreed to join even if he was tired.
"Enjoying the night, pal?" he heard someone said as he turned his head around to the source of the voice. Vash was met by their supervisor. A lazy smile tugged on his face and a cigarette stuck in between his dry lips, "s-sir Roberto" Vash stuttered as he finds a way to make a proper greeting without stumbling through his words. The man laughed "we're not inside the office, Vash. No need to be so professional around me" Roberto nudges the blonde's arm while the old man laughs his dry lungs out (Vash's drink spilling all the way as the old man does so) "besides," he paused as he look through the young man's thick sunglasses "I can see you sacrificing your time just to make everyone feel better. Do me a favor and just let loose, yeah?" then Roberto smiled wholeheartedly as he pat the latter's back. Vash was slightly taken aback. It's one of his reasons why he didn't wanna go. He had been taking everyone's work time because he knows how tiring their office work can be and to compensate for their feelings and fatigues he volunteered to take their work in turns of nothing... He doesn't want anyone giving him anything. He just wants everyone to have a care-free life and a smooth sailing job. But he didn't know that their supervisor would notice, though. He kept quiet the whole time... At least someone appreciated his hard work.
The blonde then smiled warmly "thank you sir. I'll make sure to savor this moment." And just like that, both men laughed and drink their fill. Whilst drinking they heard Meryl (drunkenly) shouted "who wants to play beer pong!?"
"That's so childish—"
"Whoever wins gets to have a pack of cigarette!"
"I guess it's my time to shine."
The old man abruptly stood up and heads to where the commotion was going. Vash silently watched them then laughed. It's going to be a long night huh? Meh but he was here to have fun so he'll make sure to do just that. He'll make sure that Roberto and the others are seeing that he's having fun.
He didn't want to join their little game, though, so Vash decided to skip the main party and find a slightly quiet place to drink. As he passes through the crowd he eventually finds himself a seat by the stools on a bar counter and took a long stride towards the stools and turned around to watch his friends get drunk and wasted. He was taking light sips on his drink when he felt a presence next to him "you look lonely" a low, husky voice made it's way to Vash's ear and it sent shivers down his spine. He slowly turned around to where the attractive voice was coming from and is met by a raven haired man with a smug smile on his face.
Vash stared in shock for a few seconds, he used that as an opportunity to scan the man's attractive feature. The man was wearing a shiny leather jacket, some tight jeans and black Martin boots. His jacket was not buttoned the whole way up which made the man illegally attractive. His hair slightly slicked back but is a bit messy and his eyes covered by his sunglasses.
Vash was soon taken back in reality when he heard the man chuckled, "what? Cat got your tongue?" then gave the blonde a sinful smirk (goodness can the man get more attractive than this!?) "Uh I-I, I didn't mean to— I- I was—" Vash stuttered once again feeling so ashamed. He was embarrassing himself in front of a handsome man, why is he always so unlucky like this?
"You're so embarrassing it's cute" the man laughed. Vash blushed as he stared at the guy. He... thinks he's cute?
"Mind if i sit here?" the man gestures on the empty seat beside Vash and he is more willing than ever (he also wanted to smell the guy. He has a feeling that he'd also smell as marvelous as what he looks right now.) The blonde nodded and watched as the man slid in the seat next to him. They were silent for a while, Vash is looking over his friends and the guy does the same as he "are you with them?" he raised the hand where he was holding a can of beer and pointed a finger to a group of people having fun and messing around the table "yeah, they said they wanted to play beer pong so I let them be" Vash awkwardly laughed as he sip a drink on his cup "and you're not gonna join them?" the man asked again.
Vash shrugged "Nah didn't feel like it, you know?" he took another sip "hmm, and here I thought blondes were more fun" Vash didn't turn around to see it but he can hear the man smirking... and it made him blush again. Vash hears a lighter open up and it made him curious to see what the man is doing. He turned around once again and saw the man lighting up his cigarette, taking a long drag to it before exhaling the toxic smoke. Vash isn't really a smoker but boy didn't he wanna be that cigarette right now. "I didn't really get your name, blondie. Mind if I ask for your pretty name?" the man looked at him smirking yet again, his legs crossed, his left arm tucked and is leaning against the counter. He took another drag of his cigarette waiting for the other's reply.
Vash is left flustered in his seat, thinking of a better way to give his name to this stupidly attractive man. He didn't wanna embarrass himself again, he wanted to impress the other because all the attention was on him... and this RARELY happens to Vash. "Uh my, my uhm... My name is Vash" the blonde mentally slapped himself "Vash... sounds familiar..." the man put the cigarette in between his mouth, puffing the smoke oyt that entered his lungs. He looks like he's trying to find the name in his memory. "Maybe we've met before, you just didn't remembered" Vash teased, laughing at his own stupid joke. He didn't hear the other laugh but he the man had a look in his eyes where it seems like he came into a realization.
He kept quiet for a few seconds and it alarmed the blonde man. He didn't want this meeting to turn in to an awkward one but now he did it. Fuck, he needs to find another way to turn this conversation the other way round.
As Vash was about to start another conversation when the man beside him raised his hand for a handshake "The name's Nicholas D. Wolfwood" a grin visible on his tan and slightly stubbled face, his cigarette stuck on the side of his lips. Vash looked at the man's face and then at his hand. He slowly reached up and shook the other's hand. Wolfwood's hand felt rough around his soft ones (he didn't want to admit it but he can see those hands making their way on his hips and his neck... Not now Vash, for now play it cool.)
"Didn't know I'd see you here... Of all places," Wolfwood chuckled. Vash didn't know what he was saying so he rubbed his hand on his neck and shyly laughed. He looked back at his friends and started drinking again when he suddenly felt a hand on his waist "whaddya say we get outta here, huh?" whispered the man "I would love to know more about you... Mister Vash" there was a few seconds of pause and suddenly a gush of smoke is exhaled on the latter's neck. It made Vash blush all the more at the gesture.
He wanted to get away but... There's just something about this man that made him feel so comfortable and safe. He wants to spend more time with Wolfwood than any other. They may had a slight talk (and darn it just call it cliche) but it felt like they've known each other for years. He didn't want to feel like it's only the dick talking. But he truly felt that he belongs in the other's arm... In Wolfwood's arms.
He felt Wolfwood tug on his pants and chuckle on his neck. Vash gulped...
Oh boy... He would truly enjoy this night indeed.