On Wednesday Jian Yi was working from his home office in his spacious apartment, time was ticking away and he desperately wanted to his finish his project by five pm. He was so exhausted, he just wanted to get this proposal done so he could go out for some cocktails! Talking of cocktails....neither Mo Guan Shan or that idiot He Tian had contacted him at all! Talk about ungrateful, he was the one who got them together, where was the love, the free cocktails?
Idea!
Jian Yi took out his phone messaged his best friend.
YiYi: Oi where the fuck have you gone? Are you still alive? Have you fucked yourself into a coma?
SHANNIE: Hey, have I told you I love you?
YiYi: Not enough quite frankly! It's Wednesday you hooked up with that idiot on Monday? Not one message for your bestie? Not one hint you're alive dickhead?
SHANNIE: Aww Yi He Tian was in an accident so I've been taking care of him. Don't call my boyfriend an idiot, fucker!
YiYi: See I am a love genius.
SHANNIE: I am very happy, hey WAIT why do you think you're a love genius?
YiYi: Umm
SHANNIE: Yi explain
YiYi: Ask your boyfriend. I want to go out for cocktails tonight I feel like celebrating my Dior project!
SHANNIE: Okay, see you at the usual bar? 8?
YiYi: Yeay! Whooo, btw don't invite XiXi I don't want to embarrass myself again.
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SEVERAL HOURS LATER...........
"I am sooo shick of XiXi! He never even looks at me...." The blond's wail was loud, mournful and also slurred he was completely shit faced. Jian Yi's hair was dishevelled falling out of his usual bun. His Dior baby blue shirt was open at the neck, in his long elegant fingers was a shot of dark Sambucca.
"I love knowing what's under your shirt, nobody knows how hot your dragon tattoo is little redhead." He Tian was whispering in his boyfriend's ear, the man was looking fine dressed all in black, black shirt, black designer jeans, his face was flushed from too many long island iced teas.
"Still can't believe you got jealous of yourself!" Mo Guan Shan was glued to his boyfriend's side, he whispered and laughed at the grumpy face Tian pulled. He was drinking beers, there were several bottles lined up in front of him.
"Yes and you can't walk properly today because 'he' showed you what happens when you mess with your gangster." Tian's long fingers came caressed Mo's jawline.
The two were completely absorbed in each other, the busy bar around them could have exploded and they wouldn't have even flinched.
"I am so fucking lonely I am seriously gonna go and get myself a boyfriend, fuck him! One who actually knows I am here! Shannie you need to............." Jian Yi trailed off when he stared blearily across the table to see that his friend was completely ignoring him!
"MO. GUAN. SHAN!!!!" Yi's voice was very loud in the bar, heard even over the music playing in the background.
"Umm? Whaaat?" The redhead turned away from nibbling on Tian's earlobe to the screeching voice.
"You utter bastard I am here spilling my heart out and you're sitting there fucking happy and...." That was it Jian Yi burst into loud sobs.
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The Art of Ink
Fiksi PenggemarMo Guan Shan had spent that last 3 years honing his tattooing skills, meeting the right artists, so he could land his dream job at 'The Art of Ink'. The location was great, customers were always coming through the doors because they were one of the...
