YOU ARE TOXIC. (bxb)

Drinks 🥃

Andrew POV

I went back home after picking up Liam and going back to work, I noticed Kevin staring me down earlier. Does he know? No, Liam doesn't look anything like him.

Then why was he staring so hard, have he noticed I got uglier? Because he looks beautiful now, even back then but he looks...Mature. His slick black is really doing wonders for him and his suits his plain and basic but the most expensive, also his body type just streaming with dominance. Wait— why am I saying all this?! It's nothing I'm just admiring his looks.

I bent over to pick up Liam's clothing on the floor, "Liam how many times do I have to tell you to put your clothes up."

"Sorry Dad, I love you," he said from his room.

I smirked, what's up with him? His attitude is better now. "I'm going to have Sandra come over to babysit 'cause I need to be somewhere okay?" I asked.

"Okay, Dad."

I threw the clothing in the bin, and a notification rang on my phone breaking my attention. I picked up my phone to see a chime notification. Damn, they weren't lying. The pay is good. This is more than I make in three weeks.

Looking at my chime account my phone began to ring, oh it's Kevin. I answered the phone.

"Hi," Kevin said.

I tried holding my laugh in for that singular hi was funny to me. He was like a kid who just snuck his mother's phone.

"Hi, Kevin. What do you want?" I asked.

I could practically hear him smiling through the phone. I'm pretty sure he could hear me too. "Come drink with me."

I froze at those words, I need to decline. That's a bad idea, a bad idea. Decline, decline! "Why?" I asked. "Because our company was a big fucking hit, I'm going to go to Las Vegas to find another one. You might not see me again." Kevin fake pouted.

We was? Our company...Is a hit? Wait; he's leaving? I found joy and also sadness I don't know why I found myself sad over Kevin leaving.

"I'll drink with you.."

"I have to wait til my babysitter comes," I added

"Great, I'll send you my address." Kevin smiled.

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Kevin's POV:

Shit, how long is he going to take? My leg was bouncing up and down. I'm going to drink shitless tonight, my final show before I quit drinking completely and get sober. I don't even know why that bastard Marcus is forcing me to get sober like if his ass doesn't take drugs.

I hear my doorbell ring. Andrew! I opened my phone and opened the gates through an app. I walked to the door waiting for his figure to show. I saw his brunette hair in front of the door. I unlocked the door and smiled at him.

He smiled back and that made my dick throb. I need to calm down we're just here to drink.

"Woah this place is huge," Andrew said in amazement. "But then again you always liked huge places, like in Canada." I suddenly went silenced when he mentioned our past. "Yeah like Canada.." I said.