Booze. Meds. and a mess of towels covered in blood. Erien was laying on the floor.
Last night had hit him and the playback memories ended up turning negative. He had just won’t up, no food, no water, just booze and a doubled dose of meds and his self-defence knife just hanging off his fingertips.
“Hmm,” he hummed out as he curled up tighter, only his blanket covering his bare body from the cold room. Yeah. At least, that’s what had happened earlier.
Last night, Erien had offered Lunar to stay over since his place was nearby. Both of them walked down the sidewalk in silence as the street lamps glowed in a shady light around them.
“You did amazing tonight,” Lunar smiled as he placed a hand on Erien’s shoulder. He blushed, keeping his gaze down, nodding light to the compliment.
“Thank you. I didn’t know you were actually coming. Big shock.”
“You haven’t been on stage in a while. I wanted to see how you were doing and how you would do. Your well being is important. Just wanted to make sure you weren’t rushing yourself into something to get over a serious problem.”
Erien pushed the elevator button, the doors opening, and they both stepped in. The number 2 lit up once his finger was removed and the doors closed.
“I felt good. That’s why I wanted to do it again. And it felt great too. I haven’t felt that rush in a long time!”
Erien didn’t change out of the outfit after the dance. He had stayed in it all night until close. He was pulling dollars out of tutu that some people had stuck in, his box bag he brought filled with loose money from tonight on top of the other nights he had danced. Strippers and dancers just alone really take that money in.
Lunar couldn’t help but keep his eyes flicking back and forth to his outfit. It was cute. It was sexy. Something like that, pleasing in many different ways.
“You are staring.”
Lunar blinked, seeing Erien’s honey hues starting back at him with his head tilted in confusion. Lunar looked away, hiding a blush that was forming. He apologized, his words quiet now as they exited the elevator and stepped a-ways down the hall to Erien’s apartment door. Erien only gave out his giggled-chuckle and unlocked the door to the familiar white and bluish-grey home.
“I’m going to go get changed. Don’t be a stranger okay? Just make yourself at home.”
“Right,” Lunar gave out a saluted tone. Erien disappeared around the corner of the hall and a door thudded closed.
Lunar slipped his shoes off and walked to the living room, seeing a whole new set up.
A new grey couch with a chaise connected to it, matching ottoman with a dark wood coffee table. It looked neater since the last time Lunar was there. Erien wasn’t kidding about getting things replaced.
“Hehe, really is silly.”
“Who is?”
Lunar turned around to see Erien in a towel, dripping wet from what he solved to be from a quick shower.
“Uh,” he pressed his lips together, keeping his eyes up and not travelling. Erien gave a puzzled expression before smiling,” I told you I would get what I broke replaced. Good thing I have a warranty on these if I break them.”
“You are that strong when you are mad?”
Erien tapped along to his room, a door in eyesight as he popped it open,’Or if rough sex happens. I’m a kinky little thing did you forget? I may be innocent, but I can twist it.” Erien let out a laugh as he closed the door to his bedroom.
Lunar sat down, propping his head against his fist snorting to himself. He already had that proven thanks to tonight. It really did show with how he had danced himself and with Pear. Now, if that worshipper kink is true, that would be another thing to confirm it. Lunar had drifted into thought, not aware that Erien was next to him. Erien just smiled as stepped away to the kitchen, grabbing two water bottles and tip-toed back over, tapping the bottle to Lunar’s neck and gained a violent gasp.
“Shit!”
Erien had collapsed to his knees holding his stomach from not the suffocating laughter. His figure shaking in spasms and loss of breath.
“That was too funny! I would do anything to see that again! Oh jeez! Lunar, please, oh my god!”
“Please what? Are you begging now for something from me?”
Erien was caught off guard by the change in tone for Lunar. When he looked up, the clear eyes he always saw were darkened. Almost in a threatening way but not too dangerously alarming. Erien swallowed thick, nervous now. His stomach turned a bit, not in a guilty way, but in a more, pleased by the reaction he was getting now.
“Well?” Lunar asked again, his words darkened and demanding. Fair cheeks turned red from the heat and questioning thoughts and body feelings. Erien really didn’t know how to reply or react himself.
Lunar grabbed his arm, pulling him up and sat back down, making Erien straddle with one leg on the couch as Lunar looked at him.
Baggy sleep shirt that hung like a dress on him covering PJ shorts. Lunar chuckled and cupped Erien’s cheek, a dangerous smirk on Lunar’s face. What the hell happened to him. Erien was lost now, thrown off course from this new aura he was seeing and feeling. New atmosphere.
“Lunar…,” Erien whispered out, fighting the urge to lean to the nightclub owner’s hand as he balanced back up,” Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” As genuine as the words were, it was thick with it. In a sweet sickening alluring way.
Erien nodded, sitting on the chaise part of the couch now and held his face in his palms, his cheeks on fire. He didn’t get why though, not even he got this way with strangers that tried to do things like this with him before. But for some reason, Lunar was setting off so many nerves and emotions, it was giving a head rush.
Both of them stayed in silence in the living room. The water bottles sitting still on the coffee table, dewdrops sliding down from the warming room.
Lunar was watching Erien from the other side of the couch, the blushing brunette losing his mind inside. He smiled.
“Erien, you are cute. You know that?”
“Eh? Lunar are you drunk? You sound ridiculous! You aren’t normally like this!”
Lunar shook his head smiling soft,” No, I’m not drunk. I promise you. Just like you, I feel good. If not even great.”
“Okay then,” Erien was still sceptical. He watched as Lunar stood up and walked over and placed himself down next to him, taking Erien in a hold and embraced, just like the one from before. Erien slowly wrapped his around Lunar, locking them tight around his neck and held, slowly relaxing to the warm touch. Soon lips were connected without a moment to blink.
Erien had muffled out a gasped squeak from the sudden action, nearly reluctant to kiss back. Nearly. But he did. His arm tightened around the Byzantium hair coloured male’s neck, pressed closer. Lunar was not hesitating himself to be as close as he could in the kiss, pulling away only to crash his lips back into the petite male below him.
Soon both regained some mental control and shot up, Lunar throwing out apologizes right and left from the moment that happened because of him. Erien did the same, saying sorry that he even engaged it more. Both of them fell silent before bursts of laughter wrapped around them in the living room. They looked at one another, smiling in unison and looked away some as they snuffed out chuckled breaths.
“You can stay in the guest room here. I don’t want you to sleep on the couch. You are too big for it laying down. You giant.”
Lunar chuckled and nodded, standing up as Erien did and followed him down the hall to the much more simple set up of the vacant room.
“Well, have a goodnight Lunar. Hehe, sorry again. But that’s for coming over to Gedeon's. It was-nice-seeing you there and watching. I hope the show was good.”
“It’s okay. I’m sorry too again. But always, it was very worth coming to see you. Quite a show,” Lunar winked, making the honey-hued brunette blond mix male blush and nod.
“Good night Erien. See you tomorrow.”
➼
And here we are now. Lunar had found Erien on the floor of the kitchen in the state, his face covered in dried tears and the weak scent of booze on his breath. Lunar had propped Erien up on the counter, making him drink water as Lunar wrapped up Erien’s thighs and wrists, tossing the half-empty bottles of liquor in the trash and the knife snapped in half.
“Why did you do that?”
Erien was quiet, staring at the water in the clear glass as it swirled around from Erien’s swayed movements. Lunar was still staring at him, awaiting an answer.
“Erien?”
“I,” he choked out, his throat tightening because tears wanted to take over. He gripped the glass, he fingers turning whiter than his skin.
Hands replaced the glass in his hands, Lunar’s, as he gripped and caressed his thumbs over Erien’s child-like figured fingers.
“I’m sorry. Just...as I started to fall asleep, all of last night at Gedeon's hit me and my whole body felt disgusting. I ended up feeling disgusted with myself. It happens. The best moments I have, feeling actually okay with myself, my best, they end up being twisted. Mortified into feelings and thoughts of grossness about myself and making me feel like I shouldn’t have done that and everyone is disappointed or really actually disgusted with it too and just not telling me.”
Lunar kept a soft gaze on Erien, slowly hugging him and just stayed that way. Small sniffs and felt shakes from Erien’s body started, soon Lunar feeling a damp feeling on his shoulder from a casual day shirt he kept at his night club that he wore to bed that night.
“Erien, no one is disgusted. Everyone liked it, enjoyed it. Really. And you don’t have to feel disgusted with yourself. It’s not true. You did amazing. We all could tell you were enjoying yourself really. Nothing could stop you then. It’s okay. Nothing can stop you now either.”
Erien buried his face into Lunar’s neck, nodding slowly gripping at the loose sides of the shirt. Both of them ended up on the couch now, Lunar carried Erien over, placing him on his lap to keep a loose but tight enough hold on him to keep him comforted. Small held carcasses loosened the sobs from the small male as he stayed in place, nuzzling a bit yet stayed buried.
The bandages rubbed against Lunar’s arms, a small defeated sigh from him as he wished he caught it all before Erien started it.
“Why don’t we just stay like this for a bit. Hm?”
Erien nodded, moving his face from being buried and rested it on the larger male’s chest, wiping his face,” Sorry.”
“Don’t need to apologize. You can get through this. Things will get better and be better. I’ll help you.”
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