MithzanxRoss Oneshots {{Completed}}

Blood Mate - Myth AU

*****You guys already know the drill on the pictures and sorry I didn't have time to color it. This more of a quick sketch and I had to ink it quickly, for you guys.*****

This one is requested by TwilightEclipse20 and 77jadyn

* TwilightEclipse20 and I thought the exact same thing
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* 77jadyn : I just really want just one oneshot where Ross tops Max

So yeah R!Ross and R!Max are back :3
But it's a little difficult to write it out with um Ross topping. Then I realized how I wrote it and at one point it was like 'Ummm 😳.' OH GAWD! If they had an argument about this
That'd be kinda hilarious. Seriously though this chapter went in so many directions at one point to be honest. But I don't mind since I like how this turned out :D

-DawnADHH

Ps. Sorry if it sounds rushed at the end guys

Word Count: 3234 😱😱

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*~ Max's P.O.V ~*

I locked the door to my New York apartment and headed toward a popular bar I work at. The place had been opened for a few weeks, luckily I studied a little bit of mixology in order to qualify. But being the a poor college student I am studying computer programming and technology, it pays well. Though it was a Saturday night it was going to be extra busy. I let a sigh slip pass my lips as I covered up my neck with the scarf I wore to battle the cold. Looking up I made it to the bar- 'Klub Ice' and I walked inside before it opened. Here I was known as 'Shlagathor' and I had this ridiculous French accent, though I am French I could actually get away with it.

"Hey Adam!" I shouted and he waved over to me

"Hey Max! Shelby won't be in so its going to be only you and Barney."

"Alright." I replied as I went to the back and got dressed for the night.

<----- Tardis Time Skip ----->

"Bonjour Monsieur~, what would you like to drink?" I asked as the guy sat down on the stool

(Hello Sir~)

He had thick curly brown hair, bright ocean eyes, palish tan skin. The man wore a black beanie, black tight fitting shirt, dark blue jeans, and black shoes. He seemed around my age, tall, and medium muscular build. As he flashing a smile while looking at me, and replied,

"I'll just have a Roy Rodgers." He smiled

"Votre souhait est mon commandement, monsieur." I bowed and went to prepare his drink.

(Your wish is my command, sir.)

Through the corner of my eye I could see him looking at me. Eyeing me up and down as if prey. I felt nervous as I finished his drink and handed it to him. "Here you go, monsieur."

(Sir)

He looked at me and replied, his voice was soft, "Vos yeux bruns lucioles briller aussi brillant que, de l'amour."

(Your brown eyes shine as bright as fireflies, love.)

I felt my cheeks heat up as I looked away shyly. The complement was really something. . . I looked over at him and flashed him a shy smile, before going back to work. For the rest of the night he would order little things here and there. At one point during when the bar was the busiest, there was one patron who kept on staring at me. He was a guy around my age with a creepy smile and void like eyes. When I went to go fill his drink up, he grabbed my arm tightly, making me whimper.