Fyodor hated loud places or just in general places with a lot of people, and worse when it's a loud place, with lots of people and most of them are horny, he got dragged by his only friend, Osamu Dazai, but Osamu loved the attention, and since was a handsome looking man, of course he would get the ladies attention, he was disgusted.
- FyoFyooo~ why do you have that face? - Fyodor was clearly irritated, women and men making out everywhere, it was absolutely crowded.
- You have me...here, a place I hate, with people I don't know, and LOUD, do you think i'm having a great time? - Dazai didn't really care at all, as he shrugged.
- I see you enjoying of course! you seem soooooo happy! - Fyodor made a big sigh, he didn't wanted to be here at all.
- You bitch. - Dazai gasped.
- What a dirty mouth you have Dostoyevsky! barely talking japanese and already cursing?! C'mon~ there's so many pretty ladies to enjoy, I love all women!.
- You're gross.
- Well shut it slut, we already have the attention of a lot of women, you should totally hook up, don't be a loser all your life!~
- Ugh.. you're terrible, At least I get why they leave you after they see your small dick.
- It's not small! wait wait wait, you can make me confirm if russian's have big dicks!
- How shameless, learn to shut the fuck up. - Dazai giggled.
- Well you can go and die, i'll get a drink, get lost. - Fyodor didn't want to deal with whatever Dazai was up to, even if they insulted eachother, they both have some kind of respect to the other one, Fyodor sat down on a table waiting for a waiter, that didn't took long even if the faster way was to talk directly to a barista, he still didn't want to be near other people right now.
- Are you alone? - Fyodor raised an eyebrow, why did the waiter even wanted to know, maybe he was just a weirdo, he was.. albino and actually really pretty.
- Excuse me. - The albino guy gasped and noticed how stupid his question was and how unprofessional he looked.
- My bad, how can I help you? - Fyodor noticed that guy wasn't really a waiter, his clothes were different from the rest, he was totally faking but he wanted to know how long he could fake it.
- Vodka, please. - It didn't even pass a second and the albino was already gone, "strange" Fyodor thought, he could think the man wouldn't come back but something in that guy was weirdly wrong, minutes passed and surprisingly he was back.
- Here you go! ~ May I... ask for something weird..? - Fyodor was weirded out, but it was intriguing.
- Thank you, and sure I guess.
- Soooo.. can I sit with you? - That was enough to confuse him even more, was he being for real?
- I mean.. sure, what's your name anyways "fake worker" - The albino giggled at that, not the reaction Fyodor predicted at all, making Russian man raise an eyebrow.
- Sorry for not introducing myself, I'm Nikolai Gogol, I never said I worked here you silly! I just wanted to get near you, I saw you with your boyfriend and- - Fyodor expression was enough to shut him up, he was disgusted, Gogol got a little scared of the russian thinking he's weird for admitting of being watching him.
- Ew no, gross, he's not my boyfriend. - Nikolai was a little surprised, what really bothered the Russian was that he had mistaken the brown haired boy for his partner.
- Oh, so you're single I suppose, my bad! well.. I thought you were pretty... handsome? and wanted to talk to you.. - Gogol avoided eye contact but Fyodor didn't bought it too much, if he thought Dazai was his boyfriend, why would he wanted to flirt with someone with a boyfriend or maybe he just wanted to flirt now that he confessed being single?.
