His Hands

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Satoru

After some mild convincing, I managed to drag Geto to this bar right around the area my parents' estate was. They wouldn't ID us, and I desperately needed some alcohol.

I was about two peach sake cocktails in, and Suguru was keeping pace with me fairly easily. Although his drink of choice was much different than mine, and much stronger, a yuzu whiskey sour, which I'd never heard of before.

"I can't believe you drink something with egg whites in it," I say in disgust.

He scoffs at my comment and retorts,

"Well yours has more sugar than alcohol."

"What can I say, I love sweets," I shrug and then finish off the rest of my drink.

Geto narrows his eyes, and finishes his as well before holding up two fingers for the bartender to indicate we want refills.

The bar was busy for a Tuesday night and mostly filled with businessmen. But with how I dressed us for dinner, we fit right in. All of the tables were filled, leaving Suguru and I at the bar.

I turned to Geto to make a comment when I noticed the man behind him start to back into him. Instinctively, my hand moves around his lower back to pull him closer so that he doesn't get knocked into.

Flashing my eyes down to meet Suguru's, I find him already staring intently at me. Our faces were far too close and my mind went blank.

"S-sorry," I manage to mutter.

His eyes move to my mouth before locking with my own again, and he lets out a lazy,

"S'no problem."

The moment is interrupted by the bartender placing our new drinks in front of us, and Suguru pulls away to take a sip. While I'm still trying to catch my breath after our intimate proximity just two seconds prior.

I shake my head a little in an attempt to bring my attention back to the present moment and reach for my drink.

This is definitely better than being stuck at my parents'.

The night continues on a bit longer, seemingly closer than before. Little movements and shared glances become more frequent, but I can't tell if it's just because of the drinks finally getting to us.

Suguru's smile was bigger than any that I've seen before and I point at him mockingly,

"Careful, you might look like you're having a good time."

"Maybe I am."

I feign shock and place a hand on his knee playfully,

"With me?"

Matching my energy, but taking me off guard, he leans closer to me and puts his own hand on my thigh.

"Yes, Satoru, with you."

I turn away to finish my drink and then look back,

"Wanna get out of here?"

Geto takes his last sip as well, eyes slightly glassy,

"Yeah, but we're going to need to call a taxi. Neither of us can drive like this."

True, we were both very intoxicated. But I've never felt more at ease drinking like this with someone before. I could tell Suguru felt comfortable as well, his hand was still on my thigh.

I pay for the bill before Geto can get a word in and we head outside to grab a cab. Stumbling a bit, I almost lose my balance but Suguru wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me to his side as we step towards the taxi that pulls up.