One shot collection

31. You again (DeanPharm)

Summary: Pharm is back in town to attend his best friend's wedding as his best man. Feeling lonely and horny, he spends the night with a man he just met. What was supposed to be only a one night stand becomes his worst nightmare when he recognizes his casual fling as the best man of his best friend's fiancé.

Originally posted on AO3 for the BU/UWMA Bingo.

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Pharm was sipping on his third or fourth drink, but that was not even close to clouding his judgment. He was pretty resistant to alcohol and he still had hopes to find good entertainment until the end of the night.

Pharm came back to Bangkok attending Team's invitation to be his best man. They were friends since toddlers and even though Pharm was now living in London and working as the main chef of a well-known restaurant, they were still in touch and updated the other about their lives. Which was pretty easy on Pharm's side. Always too busy with work, the 30 years old male was about to become a bachelor convicted to keep that status for life. Pretty different from Team, who was now about to marry his boyfriend from college years, Win. Pharm didn't know much about Win, but he was rich, hot and loved Team more than anything else in the world, which was basically all he needed to know to confirm his best friend was in good hands. However, watching the lovely couple talking when they met earlier, made Pharm realize how lonely he had been feeling in the last few years. This is the reason why he was now at a bar and ready to hunt.

"Do you think you're a big prize or something? You jackass!", a lady yelled across the bar while throwing her drink at a man who barely flinched at the attack. Actually, he looked quite amused and resigned to his destiny. Pharm had an eye on him since he got to the bar and sat across the counter with a whisky on the rocks. The man was already there drinking what seemed to be… a Coke? Yup, the only thing within the stranger's reach was the famous red can and it fitted nicely between his sultry lips. But besides the man's gorgeous features, another thing that caught Pharm's attention was the fact that he had been hit on by at least 3 women, 4 with the one who threw the drink on him now. He really was a hard one to get.

Pharm wasn't the kind to pay attention to others' personal business like that, but it was almost impossible not to watch the man's saga. He seemed to be pretty chill, just sipping on his beverage, really not looking around and focused on the condensation dripping down the can, but all the women and some of the men at the bar had an eye on him as if he was their prey. If Pharm was the one to be honest here, he was also eyeing the guy. What? He was hot and mysterious! Of course he would look at him! But noticing the man clearly wasn't looking for company for the night made Pharm give up on his idea. In fact, he had just stood up to leave the counter after laying a few banknotes enough to pay for his bill and turned to go to the exit when destiny bumped into him. A tall man that was on his way to the restroom, bumped into Pharm when he got up without looking his way first.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to!", Pharm started to pat napkings around the man's chest where the drink had spilled, making his thin white shirt reveal he was built and hot. Pharm blushed at his dirty thoughts when he should feel ashamed for messing up someone's night like that. Feeling his senses coming back to him, he tilted his head to apologize looking at the victim's face. "I'm so–", but he couldn't finish the line.

Somehow, the person in front of him was the mysterious guy who was sitting across the bar not a second ago and had materialized behind him, provoking their accident. 

"If you keep pressing it like that, you're gonna leave a mark!", the guy teased with a dimple appearing next to his bright smile, making Pharm realize one of his hands was just above the other man's nipple. He removed it fastly, blushing hard and was about to pray to any deity available and capable of making him disappear at that very moment, when the man reached a hand under his chin, prompting him to look up at him in the eyes. "It wasn't a reprimand, but an invitation…", the man whispered as if they weren't already close enough that Pharm could feel his warm breath hitting his face.