𝒜 𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓈𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 \\ 𝒱𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓈𝒫𝑒𝓉𝑒

-Six- Drinks n chats

Triggerwarning: Alcohol

„I told you this was a bad idea." „Relaaax, they're not going to kick us out! Just act like usual and everything'll be fine."

Vegas and Sunan were standing in front of a bar, to be exact, the bar Porsche had been working at before Kinn had made him his bodyguard. The front door was open, people were standing outside, smoking and talking, and you could hear the music buzzing inside.

„Alright, try to blend in. I'll try to keep Porsche occupied with me, so you just have to keep an eye open, alright?" „Sure thing. Now, let the party begin."

The two men entered the bar, the music and lights being a little overwhelming at first, but soon their eyes and ears got used to the surroundings. Not soon after entering, Vegas could spot Porsche behind the counter, currently mixing a drink.

Weird, wasn't he more of a guest tonight? Well it didn't matter anyway, so Vegas sat down on the bar, keeping his watchful eyes on the bodyguard while Sonan was making his way towards the restrooms. He wanted to watch the scene from a bit more far away before blending into the crowd.

„What can I get for y-? Oh? Mister Arrogance on point decided to visit this modest bar? How generous of you." „Please, I don't mean no harm. To be honest, I'm surprised to meet you here, and even as the bartender..?" „This is my old job, but I'm sure you know that already." „If it's your old job, why're you here?" „I like helping my friends." 

Porsche gave Vegas the fakest smile he had before turning to some ladies that sat a few chairs away. Vegas could only roll his eyes, waiting for him to finish his work. 

„Now, I'd like to order something as well." „And that'd be?" „Surprise me." „Careful, I mix strong stuff only." „I can take it." 

Porsche raised a brow, more amused than annoyed though as he started mixing the drink. Surprisingly, Porsche moved as charming as always when he was preparing the drink for Vegas, his eyes never leaving those of other male. It was almost like he was daring him to make a comment.

Meanwhile, Sunan had gotten bored, making his way outside to smoke. Inside was everything alright anyway, so there was no reason to watch out 24/7, Vegas was a grown man that could protect himself after all.

He was just about to light his cigarette, when a young man, who was on his way inside the bar, stumbled and nearly fell, if Sunan hadn't caught him in time. „Oh gosh, I'm so sorry!" „No, no, it's okay! Are you okay?" „Yes, yes, I'm fine, don't worry." 

The young man smiled nervously and scratched the back of his neck, causing Sunan's jaw to drop when he realised who he was talking to. „Pete?" „Uhm.. yes? Do we know each other?" „No, not really. I've been just been at the Major Family's mansion a few times already and have seen you there. Come on inside, I'll buy you a drink."

The two men went inside, Sunan making sure to start a conversation. It was important that the bodyguard wouldn't start a conversation with Porsche, or else Vegas wouldn't have a chance to wrap the male around his finger.

Vegas and Porsche were chatting and laughing a lot by now. There were quite a few shot glasses on the table, but most of them seemed to be from Porsche, since Vegas always made sure to never drink too much when on a mission, although he did have a high alcohol tolerance.

„I really think we were off to a bad start. I have to apologise, my little brother is even more arrogant than me at times, so you not knowing who he was was something new for him. Normally, even the new bodyguards know us." „It's okay, really. Nothing really bad happened, so you're fine." „Thank god."

Vegas held up two finger to another bartender, and soon he brought two new shot glasses. „Ahh, I really shouldn't drink that much." „Oh please, it's on me. Just have a fun time, I'm sure Kinn won't mind." „Yeah, that for sure."

The two of them downed the tequila and you could see how Porsche was already affected by the previous ones. „Y'all don't visit often, do you? I mean, the minor family isn't exactly welcome at the major family's mansion, is it?"

Vegas nodded and sighed, sipping on the drink Porsche made for him earlier. „Yeah, that' true. My father, Gun, and my uncle, Korn, aren't exactly on each other's good side." „But they're brothers?" „Family isn't exactly family." „What do you mean by that?" „...not important right now." „Alright. Come on, the next round is on me."