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↳˗ˏˋbartenderˊˎ˗ ↴
! : mentions of semi-rape
YOU sighed. this was the fourth time this week that your boss had given you extra work, since your co-workers were constantly absent from work. you groaned and ran your fingers through your hair. you walked towards a bar, opening the door and entered.
sitting down, you sighed for the 50th time before laying your head down to rest. a bartender came to ask you for your orders. you picked up your head to look at him, only to be met with a beautiful sight.
the bartender had beautiful red hair and a braid on the side of his head. his eyes were a beautiful red color. the sight of him made you feel inferior to him. " miss...? " he said, questioning your silence.
" o-oh sorry. what was the question...? " you asked, embarrassed. you were totally zoned out, admiring his facial features.
" i asked what did you want to order. " he said again. he took his notepad and wrote down your request.
" uh...can i get vodka..? please ? "you asked. he nodded, before going back behind the counter.
" hey pretty lady...whats a girl like you doing here ? " a hoarse voice asked. you turned to the source, only to be met with the sight of a drunk man, probably in his 30s. he reeked of alcohol and had his flushed, smirk on his face.
" uhm...i dont need to tell you that. " you mumbled, feeling scared. " now dont say that..." he snaked his arms around your waist and pushed his body against yours. you could feel something " hard " poking your ass.
" please...let go..." you muttered. you felt so...weak. for the first time in your life, you couldnt defend yourself. you felt tears brim your eyes, threatening to fall.
just then, the same bartender came back, throwing a glass at the drunk guys head. shocked and injured, he pulled back. you brushed off your dress. the bartender, who had this frustrated look on his face, walked up to the drunk man, whispered some things to him, and left to check on you.
the drunk man, scared, ran out the bar. the bartender checked you for injuries. " are you ok ? " he asked. you nodded, still traumatized to answer.
he sighed, before handing you his jacket. " here, use this to cover up. " you took the jacket and put it on.
" look, i know this was a rough night, but please miss. take deep breaths and calm down. your ok. your not going to get hurt. " he suggested. you did as told and you felt yourself getting more calm.
" thank you...uh. " you muttered. " chigiri. chigiri hyouma. " the bartender said. you smiled a bit. " thank you chigiri, for helping me. i have to go now. " you said.
as you were about to leave, chigiri gently held your wrist. " wait ! " he said. you stopped what you were doing and looked at him. he looked like he was struggling for words.
" yes ? " you said. he handed you a piece of paper. you took it and looked at him curious. " what is this for ? " you asked. " its my number. call me whenever you need help again. " he explained. you were shocked, and also blushed a bit. you were getting the number of the most handsome man on earth ? you nodded. " thanks. " you said and left the bar.
chigiri looked at your retreating figure and smiled to himself, blushing. " whatcha smiling about ? " shidou asked, smirking.
" shut up. thats none of your business. " chigiri snapped back before leaving. " i didnt even say anything offensive..." shidou whined.
well, you knew you werent going to go to the bar again, atleast, you're not going alone.