Erien had stopped by the club a few more times, only within a span of a day. Lunar suspected to avoid the night time alone. The weekends seemed to be his favourite thanks to the large mass of people that would appear, allowing him to mingle just for the hell of it.
“You realize you don’t have to follow him all the time that he is here. I do own this place, he did come to me to talk.”
Demios was leaning arms over Lunar’s shoulders, the saddest puppy dog face the ashy blond had ever had. He was just watching the crowd now, sighing as he slumped off Lunar and leaned against the railing. Both of them stayed elevated above everyone else, seeing the bodies and hands in the air jumping and swaying around. Glasses clinking together and laughter from the booths blended into the sensory.
“Lunar. I know it’s only been a day since you two talked, but anything can happen. Really. You got yourself looped into this mess now. You are going to have to deal with it since you put yourself out there. I don’t think I can even help you.”
“I don’t need much help. Just knowledge and that’s it. I got enough of it from Erien so that’s just fine. If I see the guy, I’ll just knock him in the face. Maybe break a bone.” Deimos really wasn’t amused at this point. Sometimes Lunar’s straightness about what he says erks him so deep in the deepest shallow parts of himself. And that really is coming from a shallow man.
“If you say so.”
“Hey!”
Lunar and Deimos looked over the edge to see Erien running off somewhere, turning around to see around him and shifting on his foot again to bolt. Another figure emerged from the crowd and chased after. No one else seemed to be too bothered by it.
Deimos glanced at Lunar. Lunar’s glass was cracked already, his face slowly twisting in hatred as he placed the glass down somehow gently and sprinted down the staircase. Deimos chased after Lunar, tossing his jacket off and slid down the railing passed Lunar,” How much do you want from me if I tell you to break his knees?” Lunar snorted as he reached the end and burst out the doors with Deimos to find Erien up in a tree. Both jaws dropped seeing him up in a city park tree. Cassius was at the base yelling and grabbing ready to pull himself up.
“Buy my food after this. I’ll break his body for food.” Lunar approach the tree, standing behind the black and golden-haired male yelling up the tree. He turned around blinking only to collide with a fist and a tree. Cassius dropped down, nose broken and bleeding as he groaned before blacking out. Erien was hanging upside down, shocked that the tree even shook from the impact there was. Lunar waved his hand to shake off the stinging feeling on his knuckles before picking up the unconscious Cassius and sighed,” I was hoping this would happen so this could be over and done with, but jeez, even this is a bit too soon to happen. Persistent little shit you are I’ve heard.”
“Lunar,” Erien spoke out as he pulled himself up and bit shaky onto the branch and sat. Lunar smiled a bit before walking off with his new punching bag for the night.
“My little Nova! Come here to me!” Deimos threw his hands in the air, ready to catch him. Erien slid off the branch landing on Deimos’ shoulders and tackled him down by accident. Deimos surely saw stars after that, the impact too fast. Erien whined a bit, rubbing his head as he laid on the ground. He opened his eyes seeing Lunar and Cassius nowhere in sight, sighing as he closed his eyes again letting the damp park grass relax him.
➼
Lunar sat at the bar, Cassius bleeding from his nose with broken ribs and ankle. He had woken up and tried to attack Lunar. But it resulted in what you see now. And maybe a few pieces of broken furniture and glasses.
“You look like shit man,” one of the bouncers tossed Cassius over his shoulder. Lunar smiled, rolled his eyes and laid his head on the counter.
“You know, it’s not nice to leave the one in trouble at the park.” Erien was walking down the steps from upstairs, arms crossed with an upset look. Lunar stood up,” I just knocked a guy out with a broken body. My mind was all over the place at the moment.” Erien smiled as he sat down on the last few steps. Now it was Lunar’s turn to cross his arms with an upset look.
“Oh come on,” Erien pouted then got up walking over and hugged Lunar,” I was just messing. I don’t care that I got left. Really. But,” Erien looked around ducking under the bar counter and grabbing a small bottle of alcohol. He slid into a seat, pushing Lunar back down into his and snatched a napkin.
“You gotta check yourself too. You look like you have shit smashed over your head and are completely ignoring that fact you are bleeding.”
“More or less,” Lunar replied in a smartass tone only to regret it once the alcohol touched the wound and stung. Erien smirked a bit sticking his tongue out as he patted the blood away and cleaned the spot,” Mister tough guy ain’t so tough.”
“You pushed too hard!”
“Yeah, because of blood doofus! You have to be more careful!”
Lunar snatched Erien’s wrists, rolling his long sleeves up to expose the ringed bruises and years old healed burns and cut marks along them. Erien held his breath, biting his tongue to the point it would bleed and avoided any eye contact as he tried to go back to tending the head wound.
“You aren’t one to talk, Erien. I know cover-ups of things when I see it. So maybe you need to follow your own advice of being more careful. Hm?”
Erien yanked his arms free and tossed the napkin to the counter, placing the bottle down and turned away slouching on the stool. Lunar looked and placed a hand on his head looking away,” Sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. You just aren’t good at hiding things like you say you are.”
“I think that’s because you watch me and look at me every time I’m around more than anyone does. You pay attention too much. Creep.”
Lunar looked only to get slapped in the eyes with a damp bar rag as Erien laughed and darted away to the doors. Lunar grumbled, smiling as he followed after, almost getting hit again in the face, out the doors. A quick alarm setting and lock up beforehand only gave Erien clearance to end up disappearing again.
“What the hell. For someone so small, he is fast.”
“Small!?” A good kick from behind knocked Lunar to the sidewalk, groaning as he held his side soon to hear a freaked gasp and I’m sorry on repeat in a high panicked voice. He looked to see Erien again, really in a panic and trying to help him up. Lunar smiled and pushed up, dusting himself off and put an arm around the small male’s head and drug him the opposite away from the sidewalk.
“Hey hold on! I have to go home now! Let go!”
Lunar laughed before taking hold of Erien around the waist and flipped him over the shoulder and carried him like a backpack. The persistent yells of let me go and back punches played on and on until Lunar got to his apartment and opened the door. Midnight came running up, jumping around.
“DOGGIE!” Erien was lightning at this point. One minute in a shoulder hold over Lunar and next out of the hold and on the floor tackled by his dog playing and giving kisses on its muzzle.
“Woof woof,” Erien was giving a baby face to the dog rubbing and squishing the black dogs face. Lunar was enjoying the show as he held his head, the pain from the stinging finally subsiding.
“You really do like animals.”
Erien held Midnight down in a hug, smiling a bit as he petted her head lightly,” Yeah. But, I do like at least two humans.”
“Oh? So you do like your own kind.”
“Shut up. It’s only two. That doesn't mean shit.”
“You swear too much.”
“Yeah!?” Erien shot up and pointed,” Well, you...you…,” he looked around, trying to find something to say. He knew he did but it was just him. He didn’t have to hold back anything when it was just him. No one to tell him to stop or to limit it.
Lunar smirked, placing his hands on his hips with a raised eyebrow,” Yes?”
Erien bit his bottom lip, the irritation to not come back with something was so visible. ANd it was humouring Lunar minute by minute.
“Well, you are a pervert stalker! I swear you stalk me and follow me to work to be a creeper! Creep!”
“Oh ouch. I’m so wounded. Not like I was there to see you.” Which Lunar knew was a lie. He was there to see him.
Erien’s face fell a bit, a small smile on his lips as he looked down sighing shaking his head. The face fell though, it looked sad, like he was upset that those words came out. Was he hoping that Lunar was actually see him?
“Sorry, too mean. But I wasn’t stalking you. And I’m not a pervert. Kinda.”
“Kinda means you are. So what is it? What are you into.”
Lunar walked to the kitchen shaking his head,” I am too sober to have a talk like this with someone like you.”
“Someone like me? I a fucking stripper for christ sake! I do night nasty shit too! YOu might as well be bone dry sober and talk to me about this stuff! Here, I’ll tell you something then mister,” Erien trouted around and stepped in front of Lunar, sandwiching himself between Lunar and the cabinet. The most devilish grin on his fair complexion was worrying.
“Everyone already knows I have a nasty kink or fetish for weapon play. It’s fun. But very few know about the worshipping kink I have.”
Lunar froze, his hand still on the handle of the cabinet door, eyes board into the male below him. A questioning expression now fixated on his face.
“Yep! I have a thing for people who have a crazed domination complex. God complex is what they say. I like being inferior to those who could easily control me in seconds. Sexually or non-sexually. It’s not like the sub or dom kink, nah, not how I see it in ways.”
“I see. Have you done that with anyone?” Lunar pushed past the brunette boy and grabbed two glasses and placed them down, getting water and then the first aid kit from on top of the fridge.
Erien shook his head. Saying something along the lines of how he doesn’t wanna do something like that with strangers or someone who he doesn’t feel like he could feel comfortable doing with. It is more of a private kink, that’s why no one really knows about it. Only the selected few.
“Good. That’s important.” Lunar sat with Erien down on the couch, opening the first aid and grabbed out bandage wraps and rolled up Erien’s sleeves. The fresh-looking bruises made some blood boil in him but he swallowed it down and kissed Erien’s wrists before wrapping them. When Lunar looked up, Erien’s face was a vivid red. His hair hiding his eyes so he wouldn’t have to see the embarrassment in them.
“Erien?” The young male squeaked out when his name was spoken, pulling his wrists away and yanked his sleeves down and stuffed them into his lap.
Lunar smiled as he closed the first aid.
“Hold on, your head still. Needs to be covered.”
“I’ll be fine.”
“No,” the first aid was in Erien’s hands fast as he snapped it back open and pulled out a bandage wrap and alcohol patches. Lunar watched him work to get it all prepared.
Careless and too childish a good amount of the time. Rude and violent with his words. Seeming like he doesn’t care about anything and hates everyone. Pfft, if anyone saw this they wouldn’t believe that. Except for the childish, careless, and rudeness sometimes.
“You are adorable.”
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