Nathan x Pickles oneshot.

Shut up.

Nathan awkwardly sat at the club, sitting on a small velvet bunch against the wall. He glanced around the room patiently waiting to spot a certain red headed singer. he overheard someone at the Snakes n' Barrels concert earlier that night that the lead singer, Pickles, was going to be there post concert. He was borderline obsessed with Pickles. He didn't even realize he could possibly be queer in anyway until he spotted one of their vinyls at the local music shop. There was something about him that made Nathan instantly drawn to him.

He wasn't exactly a club type person whatsoever and was out of his comfort levels, the bright colorful lights were irritating and the music was nothing close to his usual choice but if it meant getting a chance to even make eye contact with the singer of his dreams it was well worth it. He stirred his drink and leaned back, not really making conversation with any of the girls that were throwing theirselves at him. Politely rejecting them he stood up and walked to the bar to get another drink and that's when it happened, he didn't even see him until now, Pickles was there ordering a drink and making small talk with the bartender. He was beautiful, the way his eyeliner looked made his green eyes really stand out and god his figure made it hard for Nathan to focus on anything else. Pickles had this crop top on, showing his stomach on full display and Nathan was all for it.

Pickles looked to the side and noticed the tall man staring at him in awe, giggling he waved to him and motioned for him to come closer. Nathan just looked around awkwardly, not believing there was any possibility that Pickles could possibly be referring to him before the singer grinned directly at him. Nathan looked down, trying to hide the fact he was blushing at the smallest interacting with him already. He made his way over to the red haired man and stuttered "uhh...", making Pickles giggle again, placing his hand on Nathan's shoulder. "Dude, if you wanna bang me just tell me." Pickles said so casually, only half joking as he easily picked up on the way Nathan was looking at him. "Wha- No! I-" Nathan froze up, not wanting to come off as a creep. "Hey, I'm joking. You're fineee." Pickles smiled and took his drink from off the bar counter. Nathan stayed quiet, unsure of what to say he just brushed his shoulder length hair behind his ear and looked around, avoiding eye contact now in fear of making Pickles think the wrong thing about his intentions.

Really, Nathan just wanted to talk to him that's it. I mean. If things happened then that was ok too but he tried to think of anything other than that or else he would embarrass himself somehow even more in front of Pickles.
"You don't say much." Pickles said softly, wanting to find a way to make Nathan feel more comfortable around him. "Here, come with me." Pickles grabbed his hand and walked to a small circular booth, scooting his butt to sit in the middle with Nathan. "Now that is less noisy, tell me about yourself." Pickles said before taking a sip of his martini.

"Uhhhhhhhhh." Nathan began again. "I... I'm 25, I make music sometimes?.." Nathan finally got out, tapping his fingers against the table nervously. "Oh." Nathan shook his head, asking himself internally why he's so stupid, "name's Nate." He gave a sheepish smile and went to take a drink then realized he never ordered another one. "Well, Nate. My name is Pickles, I also make music and I'm also very gay." Pickles grinned, wanting to make his new found friend blush even more. "I- ... might be too." Nathan stared down at the table. Asking himself why he even said that. He really needed to shut up.

"Might be?" Pickles looked him up and down. "The way ya been looking at me I'm pretty sure you are." Pickles whispered into his ear and placed his hand on his thigh. Pickles might have been way too straight forward but he was already pretty wasted/stoned from his concert only a little bit ago before coming to the club. Nathan closed his eyes and shook his head no. He didn't want to come to terms with it, he may not be 100% gay but he was defiantly bi. "Sorry, I don't mean to be so-" Nathan paused once feeling pickles lips against his neck. "Don't be so shy, Nate. You can experiment with me if ya aren't sure." Pickles moved back some to look up at Nathan. He was blushing like crazy and just slowly nodded his head.

Pickles wasn't usually this forward, but his high mind and not having sex in the past two weeks was driving him crazy and he wasn't going to lie, Nathan was extremely attractive. He was tall and buff, a complete stud to Pickles so why wouldn't he whore himself out for someone who was obviously very interested in him. "Have ya ever y'know, been with a guy?" Pickles asked curiously, softly rubbing his finger tips against Nathan's thigh. "Um." Nathan swallowed loudly and responded "No, never." He slowly looked into Pickles' eyes who was already staring at him.

The fact Nathan has never done anything gay before made Pickles maybe a bit too excited. He had to show Nathan the best time, there was no other option he had to get in his pants. "Hey, let's start slow, ok?" Pickles wanted Nathan to feel fully comfortable with this, not wanting to pressure him into anything. "What do you mean?" Nathan looked at him curiously, finding it hard to concentrate when pickles was grabbing at his inner thigh now.  "Kiss me." Pickles slurred a little. Nathan was unsure, realizing how plastered Pickles was he didn't want to take advantage of him in that way. "Are you.. sure?" Nathan asked, looking at him more seriously now.

"Mmmhmm, come on." Pickles almost whined, being desperate for any contact from Nathan. "Ok.." Nathan looked down at pickles lips and bit his own nervously before leaning down and softly pressing his lips against Pickles. Pickles smiled into the kiss before softly biting at Nathan's lower lip. Not wanting Nathan to break free from the kiss Pickles wrapped his arms around his neck, pulling him deeper into the kiss before now licking at his lips. Nathan wasn't sure if this is what Pickles was hinting at but he softly opened his mouth some and Pickles wasted no time to shove his tongue in Nathan's mouth. Licking around his tongue and softly sucking on it he swore he heard the smallest little moan from Nathan. After a few seconds Pickles pulled back to look at Nathan, yeah, he's defiantly into him.

"How's that?" Pickles smiled, licking his own lips and admiring the lipstick he got on Nathan. "I don't think that was exactly.. taking it slow but it was nice." Nathan smiled, opening up more now that pickles just explored his entire mouth there was no reason to be shy. "Be honest Nate, do ya wanna come to my hotel room? Hmm?" Pickles anxiously awaited his response. Not getting one he continued "we don't have to .. ya know. We can just .. spend time together." Pickles said, desperate for Nathan to stay the night with him. "Sure. like.. now. Or?" Nathan asked, still tapping his fingers against the table in rhythm to the club music. "If you want. I can take care of this." Pickles softly rubbed his hand up Nathan's crotch, not breaking eye contact with him as he did so. Nathan squirmed a little underneath him and slowly nodded his head yes, his hair getting in front of his face. "That's what I like to hear. Let's get outta here." Pickles gave Nathan another quick peck on the lips before Nathan scored out of the booth and stood up, stretching his arms above his head and glancing at Pickles who was now staring at him the way he once was at Pickles. Smiling to himself he grabbed Pickles' hand and made their way out of the bar.

Tonight was going to be a hell of adventure  <3