Butterfly Marked

Guys like me don't cry

Rain looked around inside the seemingly empty shop, and called out.

" Hellooo?"

There was no sound, and then a muffled sound came from the back. A box seemed to drop, and the sound of soft soles tapping the tile as they moved closer. Rain tried to pay attention to the way the shop looked, but the alcohol put a soft gauze over everything.

Feeling himself sway a bit he sat down on a near chair, and looked up as the someone walked into the room. Looking at the man in front of him in a little daze he was stunned... the hot phee from the club. Opening his mouth to speak the words tumbled out over themselves.

" I wanna take away my tattoo," Rain practically shouted the words, and then managed to self correct. " I mean I want to cover up my tattoo."

The other man was looking at him a little concerned, but he decided to ignore it. Pushing up from the chair he made a move to walk closer, but his legs chose that moment not to listen to him and he pitched forward with a shout.

As firm arms caught him he was pressed up against a equally firm muscular chest, and he found himself nose first into the attractive mans neck. Inhaling he found himself intoxicated with the mans scent, and subconsciously groaned.

A Deep masculine laugh sounded near his ear, and he felt himself firm up as the two of them started to right themselves.

Rain wanted to look at the other man, but even in drunkenness the second hand embarrassment was palpable.

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Phayu had heard a noise from the front of his shop, and realized belatedly he hadn't locked the door. Striding to the front he faltered as the shorter male looked up, and he realized it was the newcomer from the club.

Up close he was struck even more with how hot he was, bordering on beautiful. He was all dark colors, and golden skin.  A cupid shaped mouth perfect for anything and everything, tousled dark hair that swooped into his eyes, and those deep dark chocolate brown eyes.

Brown eyes that currently showed just how much he'd had to drink, but that still didn't detract from the heady pull of attraction he felt. Pushing it aside he was going to ask him why he'd come here, when he practically shouted he wanted a coverup.

Phayu opened his mouth to refuse, but before he could the other man got up from the chair he was seated in and promptly tripped forward. Without thinking he moved forward, and caught him in his arms.

Heat zinged from the base of his spine up to his neck, and for a irrational moment he wanted to crush the other man to him. The sweet groan that he'd had practically whispered in his ear didn't help things. Laughing at himself he helped straighten the other male.

He was a big believer in making his own fate, but in this case he might make an exception. He was intrigued for the first time in a long time, and the man in front of him brought it out of him. He wanted to know how he tasted, and felt sprawled beneath him.

Shaking off the thoughts he addressed the man's request.

 "Sooo....You want to cover up this tattoo?" he reached out and caressed the name over his rib, and felt a small thrill of satisfaction.

Rain had forgotten  that his shirt was open, and startled when the other man had touched his tattoo. Unlike the other man in the club this touch felt far more intimate, as if it prefaced other things...unspoken things.

He swallowed and prepared to answer, but was cut off when the other man spoke first.

" I hate to break it to you nong, but I won't do it," He said as he pushed a hand flat up and over his ponytail. " There isn't a proper studio in Bangkok that would cover up your tattoo."

A flash of disappointment sunk in his stomach, and then he heard him continue.

" Tonight....Sorry but you're too drunk, and it's dangerous to tattoo someone who is drunk."

Relief washed over him...the damn tattoo would disappear sooner or later. Although somehow he felt like he had been placated. Surely there was another shop that could do it tonight. He might not have been out for awhile, but he was fairly sure of his limits when it came to drinking and pain.

Phayu looked down at the cute drunken man in front of him, and could practically smell the trouble wafting off him. He didn't know what he was thinking of, but he couldn't keep himself from being nosey.

"How about you come back nong...I could help you out with the cover up," He lowered his tone as his slowly pushed into the others space.

Those chocolate eyes on him, and he knew he had his full attention. Now how was he going to keep this troublemaker  out of trouble. A slow smile crossed his face, and he made a decision. The shop inventory was mostly done, and he hadn't danced at all at the club.

"You know nong...it's been awhile since I had a night to myself," Phayu lied smoothly, " I barely got to enjoy myself at the club how about we go back and have some fun."

He emphasized the word fun as he leaned in and said the words into others ear.

Leaning back he started setting up to lock the shop, ignoring the man who stood frozen in the middle of the floor. His skin flushed with dazed eyes. The lights went out as he hit the switched, and reached his hand out to take his hand.

Eyes snapped open to connect with his as a hand grabbed his outstretched one, and a live current climbed his arm. His smile turned sharp, as he dragged the other man out with him to lock the door behind him.

Slinging his arm over him as the walked the street back toward the club he spoke into his ear.

" I'm Phayu, but if you want...." he trailed off as unbidden names came to mind, ' But you can call me baby, lover, mine.'

Silence stretched between them before an answer came.

" I'm Rain," a soft melodic voice rose up to him.

Rain's eyes were firmly focused on his lips, and Phayu smirked.

 Rain turned and walked past the bouncer at the club, and Phayu followed like a man watching something delicious.

Trouble....definitely sweet sweet trouble

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