It Was Only A Cut In Another Universe

Drunken Helpings

So this chapter get's a little spicy, but no smut. Yet ;)

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Vincent felt a bit uncomfortable with Rody next to him. Even though he wasn't saying anything. He was still there. That was until Rody offered Vincent a glass of wine. He didn't say anything. Just placed it next to him on the carpet. Rody had his own glass, and was offering Vincent one. Even though he knew he shouldn't. Though one drink couldn't hurt. Anything to help with the awkward tension. Vincent took a sip and as he did he noticed several cars beginning to leave. 

"Is the party over?" Vincent asked as he leaned out further. Noticing cars leaving the parking lot besides the bistro. Rody shrugged. 

"I did leave the room so they probably took it as a sign to leave. Vincent hummed as he took another sip of wine. The silence continued and slowly morphed into something more comforting. 

"I'm sorry for whatever Dick said to you. He never knows when to keep his damn mouth shut." Vincent raised a brow.

 "Who?" 

"Richard. Don't get me wrong, he is very good at what he does, but sometimes I can't stand him." Rody grumbled before taking a big swing of his own glass. Vincent gave him a small smile. 

"Yeah I can see why." Vincent said as he huffed out a bit of smoke. 

"If you don't mind me, do you want to tell me what happened?" Vincent shook his head. Rody just shrugged. 

"Very well." He said as Vincent took another sip of his wine.

A bottle laid empty on the floor. Another partly opened and both had about four glasses. Rody felt fine. A little tipsy but overall he was okay. Vincent on the other hand was swaying a bit. Despite how they moved from away from the window to leaning up against the bed. 

"I'm not going to lie, this is probably the most fun I've had drinking in a while." Vincent slurred as he finished another. 

"Can I get another refill?" Rody chuckled. 

"I'm glad you're having fun Vincent, but you're looking very drunk. I don't think you should be having any more." Rody said as Vincent let out whined and leaned on Rody's shoulders. His face in a pout. Rody would be lying if he said he didn't turn bright red right then and there. Vincent was always very stoic, and now here he was acting childish. 

"Oh come on, I can take more. My girlfriend would let me drink more." Rody scoffed. Hiding his jealousy very well. Why did Vincent have to get with whoever that girl was? It was probably to make him jealous, or think it would scare him off. Either way it worked. Though he was too scared to ask for fear of losing everything. Just another perk of people not liking those who break the status quo. 

"She probably doesn't care about you that much." Rody jokes as he pulls Vincent's glass away. It was a joke, nothing more. But that did not prepare him for what came out of Vincent's mouth. 

"Yeah you're probably right." Vincent sighed as he turned around, still leaning on him. 

"Pardon?" He asked. 

"I mean she ignored me for a full week. Even when I called her a lot. Not to mention how much more expensive she's gotten." This caught Rody's attention. 

"What do you mean she is expensive?" Vincent was clearly drunk, and that may let Rody in. Even if he would have to talk to him tomorrow and calm him down. He could have an opportunity to ask Vincent out. Sure it may just have to be over at his apartment, or disguise it as a treat for something.