Trauma At Its Finest (Lip Gallagher X Male Reader)

Ch 33. The Wife Of The Relationship

With the music blasting, Vlad brought his little brother to a much busier nightclub. The place was packed with people, and the two brothers sat off to the side. The redhead was chugging down booze without a problem, but after just one sip, Y/N frowned.

Vlad couldn't help but laugh. "Ты никогда не пил?" 'You've never drunk before?'

Y/N shook his head, feeling too on edge with everything — the crowds, the blaring music, and the sudden shift in locations. Still, compared to a battlefield, it's way better.

"Тебе нужно кое-чему научиться — как расслабляться." 'You've got a lot to learn about how to relax.' Vlad laughed.

Then he got an idea. From his pocket, he pulled something out. It didn't take long before he placed a small bag of cocaine on the table. "Всё твоё." 'All yours.'

Y/N frowned. "Я не принимаю наркотики." 'I don't do drugs.'

"А почему нет? Это же весело!" 'Why not? It's fun!' Vlad grinned, seeing nothing wrong with it. "А если тебе страшно, я присмотрю за тобой." 'And if you're scared, I'll watch over you.'

He poured the cocaine onto the table and used a coaster to form a few lines. Once finished, the party animal looked back at Y/N with anticipation.

"Давай же, будет весело!" 'Come on, it'll be fun!'

Y/N looked uneasy, unsure whether rejecting him would lead to consequences. "...Я пас." '...I'll pass.'

Sensing the stress, Vlad placed a hand on the smaller man's shoulder.
"Чувак, расслабься! Я же не собираюсь тебя обидеть. И, эй, больше достанется мне!" 'Dude, relax! I'm not gonna hurt you. And hey — more for me!'

Vlad leaned forward and began snorting the coke, while Y/N looked away, clearly uncomfortable. But everywhere he looked, there was just too much happening. Covering his ears a bit, he tried to find calm in the chaos.

After a few rounds, Vlad looked up. With white powder beneath his nose, he noticed how distressed his new younger brother was.

"Ну же, Мак. Я понимаю, это трудно, но ты теперь свободен! Тебе стоит наслаждаться жизнью!" 'Come on, Mak. I get it, it's hard — but you're free now! You should enjoy life!'

Vlad slung an arm around the uncomfortable. Together, they looked over the crowd. "А теперь скажи, какую девушку ты хочешь — я устрою тебе отличную ночь." 'Now tell me which girl you want — I'll make sure you have a great night.'

"...А обязательно?" '...Do I have to?'

"Слушай, будто это проблема." 'You're acting like that's a problem.' Vlad scoffed. "Лучшие моменты в моей жизни — это когда я трахаюсь с женщинами. И, судя по тому, как ты напряжён, тебе точно не помешал бы хороший трах." 'The best times of my life? When I'm fucking women. And judging by how tense you are — you definitely need a good fuck.'

Y/N looked even more uncomfortable as Vlad powered through his pitch. "А как насчёт брюнетки? Большая грудь, большая задница, худенькая. Я бы её всю ночь трахал." 'How about that brunette? Big tits, big ass, skinny waist. I'd rail her all night.'

As Vlad kept talking, Y/N looked anywhere but where his brother pointed. Then, his eyes landed on a guy at the bar — just a little older, standing alone while sipping wine. Black slicked-back hair, a body as built as his own, and a neatly trimmed beard.