When the right time comes

10: A green worm is all that needed

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The entire place was colourful, bustling in an energetic upbeat. Jumping with it's rhythm for a while, Jingyu sensed his body relaxing. A sudden memory of the brunette from last time burned his skin beneath the navel, erupting a funny wave of pleasure.

He pauses, took rapid breaths as he was still recovering from the dance. Ever since he was out of hospital, Jingyu was suffering from short breath as soon as his body did a little more of usual stuff, to much more of his annoyance. It will take him a couple of weeks to get fit again.

Flipping through the chairs lined up, Jingyu found his spot on the bar counter to lean against. Going through the enormous collection, he saw the bartender coming to him, by the corner of his eyes.

"Negroni please." He said not even bothered to face the bartender, still analysing the collection.

"Do you have any brand suggestions, sir?"

'Oh?'

Jingyu blinked. The sweet voice only seeped to his brain cells a little bit late. In front of him was a boy, who barely seemed like an adult, ready to prepare Jingyu's drink. Shiny eyes glistening in red, orange and golden as the beams reflected in them. He seemed a little bit nervous, averting gaze from Jingyu's intense one. It is only after a moment he dared to look him again in the eyes.

"Sir?"

"What is your name?"

The boy seemed surprised and nervous but still smiles, trying to be polite.

"It's Timmy, sir."

"Timmy?" He gave a suspicious once over to the boy. "It doesn't seem true though. You are Chinese, right?"

The boy didn't respond, probably thinking how to react to the question. Jingyu let it go. "Okay, call me Yu gege then. How about you prepare my shot now?" Jingyu grinned widely without acknowledging the fact that he just gave permission to a stranger to call him 'Yu gege'.

The boy gave him an alarmed gaze, quickly masking the irritation under control and smiled again.

"Your brand?"

"No such thing. Choose whatever you want. I would like it as long as it tastes better." He licked lips suggestively.

But the boy seems too innocent to understand the glint in his eyes. His round eyes reminded Jingyu of the penguin from his childhood show he used to watch with Zhan ge.

Jingyu finds it difficult to avert gaze from the boy as he clumsily mixes up the liquors with an awkwardness of a beginner.

"You are a beginner?" Jingyu asks, as he sips the rather inexpert piece of shot of his cocktail prepared by the boy.

He saw the boy gulp, fidgeting on the hem of his nicely ironed black blazer. Probably out of nervousness, a thin layer of small sweat beads formed on top of the upper lip. His ears shook in a way that Jingyu could see the silver piercing on the top curve of his earlobe glistening in the light.

"Hey, the shot was good. Chill!" Jingyu was surprised at himself that how he went soft to see the boy relax.

"Thanks!" A hesitated reply come.

Jingyu laughed seeing the boy blush beautifully in the vivid spectrum of lights.

'How cute!'