Al slowly sits down. He refuses to look up stare at anyone, for now at least. As Nikky introduces Al to his whole friendgroup, Al just sat there, well, not really sitting there.
"New one, eh?" Sam commented.
"Yeah, no shit. Your damn friend interrupted my peaceful night session and dragged me here with you obnoxious bitches." Al muttered. Under the table, He had a lighter. It was in the color blue, basic. His white painted nails stroked the lighter gently, his thumb rubbing it up and down, in which nobody has noticed as of yet.
"Nikky, why'd you pick out such a rude person?" "He has a name, his name is Al. And, Cause I found him cool. Got a problem?"
"That's a stupid reason."
"Whatever, Ah, waiter is coming. I'll order the food."
Al just sat there, clearly not talking. Time has passed, Their foods have arrived. Well, it was a cafe, so technically not real food. Mainly pastries and drinks such as coffee and such. "You ain't gonna eat?" Nikky asks Al, his head turning to him. "No. Worry about yourself." He says, taking a pack of cigarettes from his left pocket. He gently takes his blue lighter, presses it. Fire fumes up as he gently took a cigarette out and burns it with the lighter under the table. He lets go of the lighter, causing the fume to go away as he puts the cigarette inbetween his own fingers, pressing it against his own lips, covered in strawberry flavored gloss before he took a puff, gently blowing the smoke out.
"Hey, theres a no smoking sign at the doorway, you shouldn't do that! Youll get us kicked out." One of nikky's friends commented.
"Do I look like i give a shit???" Al says out of annoyance, taking another puff. Midway through, Nikky was just gazing at Al. There was something.... endearing about him. The way the smoke flowed through his short, soft, brown hair. The way his eyes were closed as his head was tilt back, revealing the adams apple in his neck, his hands.. his smell. Al smelt like a mix of cigarettes and alcohol, but with some sweetness to it. Like vanilla and coconut. It's quite a sinister combination, but, It suited him very well infact. He looked VERY attractive.
It didn't take long till Al noticed the way Nikky was looking at him. "Why the hell are you staring at me, bitch?" "Ah, my apologies." He says out of slight shame but it goes away within seconds. As a topic switch, he took a cookie from his small plate before leaning over to Al. "Want one?" He offered.
"No thanks. Im busy here." He held up his cigarette, his voice filled with slight sarcasm.
Nikky sighed before continuing to speak. "Come on, I know you're just a bit hungry. Have a bite, really." *He gently grabs Al's chin, his thumb rubbing against the soft tanned skin as he lifts Al's head up slightly. He presses the cookie against Al's shiny lips as if it's a way to feed him. Al's cigarette ends up falling out of his small glossed mouth, landing on the floor. Al sighed before lifting up his foot and crushing the cigarette from underneath the desk before he spoke up in slight annoyance.
"I can feed it myself, idiot. Get off." He says, pulling away and grabbing the cookie, nearly in a snatching manner. Nikky didn't seem to be mad, for some reason though. He just thought maybe thats the way Al was.
"Okay, then." Nikky just says calmly before continuing to eat and decides to give his other friends some attention and chats with them.
As for Al, he rolls his eyes as he ate the singular cookie. Al wanted to leave already, he was getting overstimulated on listening to people around him chat and laugh and such other bullshit. "Fucking hate it here.." He thought, his eyebrows narrowing a bit before he huffed quietly, taking a small bottle of wine from his bag. It was in a waterbottle, so nobody suspected it was alcohol. Al scoffed with a cocky smile before he shook his head, rolled his eyes and took a sip to wash the cookie down. He was so out of it. Throughout the night, the cafe was about to close down in like 13 minutes. Nikky and his friends were chatting, While Al was taking many gulps of alcohol, maybe a bit too much than wanted tonight. It was until Al suddenly fell off the chair, laying on the floor, completely unconscious. It seems to be he fainted.
Everyone looked down at the floor to see him just laying there. Nikky's eyes widen in genuine worry before he got off the chair and walked up to him, crouching down to check on him. "He's never gotten so emotional around someone before, especially someone he just met TODAY." One of Nikky's friends stated. His other friends agreed.
Meanwhile below, Nikky wiped the drool off of Al's lips before getting up, grabbing all of Al's things. Such as; His pack of cigarettes, "water"bottle, lighter,etc and putting it in his bag. He throws Al's bag over his own shoulders before he crouches down again and slowly lifts Al up bridal style. Al was luckily surprisingly light, like a sheet of thin paper, or a feather, or maybe a bag someone littered that flies in the air. Either way, he was light and easy to carry. Nikky was athletic, anyway. So it was a bonus. I mean, so is Al, but that's not the point, for now atleast.
Nikky turns to his table before immediately saying "I gotta go. You guys can go pay for yourselves tonight. Ill see you all some other time, yeah??" as quick as possible before rushing out the cafe and running to the sidewalks.
Meanwhile, his friends were complaining. Saying shit like "Aw, come on!" , "You can't just fucking leave us like that!" and such.
The night was a bit chilly, Nikky panting softly as his footsteps were fast and loud, obviously cause he's running off. As he ran, The moonlight shined upon the both of them.
