After Effects

Chapter 12. - Remember when...?

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This chapter is dedicated to @Charlotte_Chesters

Thank you for your kind words, i hope you'll be able to mirror yourself in Tuva in this chapter and in the future<33

Forever grateful

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I walked over to him. I hoped he didn't mind me joining him. Maybe he just wanted to be alone?

"Hi." I said, he jumped as i did. "Oh, i'm sorry, i didn't mean to scare you." I continued and took a seat next to him on a chair.

Wait. No. I forgot to ask if it was okay if i sat myself down next to him. People always seemed to do that when they wanted to join somebody at something. No, no, no. Now Bojan was gonna think i'm rude. He might've actually just wanted to be alone and i just joined him without even asking.

I'd observed that sometimes people would sit down first and then they'd ask if they could accompany the person they wanted to join. But most people just said, yes because they didn't want to be perceived as rude, mostly people didn't actually want the company.

"It's fine, you didn't." Bojan said with a little smile on his lips. He took a sip of his glass. I noticed the gold ring on his finger. He never took it off, not even in photoshoots or when he went to sleep. He must be afraid to lose it. It was a ring he'd been gifted by his grandma once many years ago. It must be real gold because it didn't turn his finger green, no matter what.

"Sure, keep telling yourself that." I patted him on his back. "Sorry, i forgot to ask you before, Is it okay if i sit with you or should i - " Bojan interrupted me before i could finish my sentence.

"Yes, yes. Of course. I'd love the company." A smile crept it's way onto my face.

He'd love the company.

I looked around, just to make sure no one else was here. Not a single soul was here, not even in the lobby or in the reception. It was just us, for now.

"Couldn't sleep?" Bojan asked me while taking a sip of his whiskey. I shook my head.

"Nah. You?"

"Same." He took another sip of his alcohol.

"Is there no bartender or what?" I asked him to which he shook his head.

"The bartender got off at, like, midnight or somethin' so i just bought the flask." I looked at the Jack Daniel's flask. It wasn't even half-full, how was he still sitting up?

"A whole falsk? Are you planning on drinking the whole thing? You do realise we have a concert tomorrow, right?"

"Don't worry, i've only gotten two glasses." He said as if that he was assuring me. He might've only gotten 2 glasses by now but what about the rest of the bottle?

"Do you want one?" Bojan asked me and reached his glass out for me to drink out of. I shook my head. I didn't like whiskey, it tasted horrible. The guys had some weird obsession with whiskey - specifically the Jack Daniel's. I used to like it when i was a teenager but i don't anymore.

"No, ew. I've never understood how you guys drunk that stuff."

"You used to drink it all the time." Bojan put down his glass and looked at me.

"Yeah well, i don't anymore.

"Then what do you want?" He asked. Bojan's eyes were soft but his eyebrows were raised which led me to believe the 2 glasses of whiskey had definitely done their job. Bojan must've been at least a little tipsy. I shrugged my shoulders. I didn't come down here to drink, i came down here to hopefully find Bojan, which i did.