Club 18 -Stucky Au-

Club 18

A/N That gif is my life 😍 Enjoy my dudes.
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Steve pov.

I'm woken up by the smell of bacon. My favourite.
I slip on a shirt, piss, and walk into the kitchen.

Jamie is dancing to a song in her head while making bacon pancakes.
Then she starts to sing, "Makin pancakes, makin bacon pancakes. I take some bacon and I put it in a pancake. Makin pancakes, makin bacon pancakes. Bacon pancakes!"

"At age 21 you're still singing Adventure Time songs?" I sit down at the eating bar and rest my head on my arms.
She jumps slightly before laughing.

"Yes, and I forever will be." She piles 5 pancakes on a plate and sets it before me. They're fucking delicious. And I tell her so.

After breakfast I clean up the dishes and we sit on the couch. We watch a new anime called Neo Yokio on Netflix.
It's pretty funny and we are quickly half-way through the series.

At around one o'clock she leaves me to get ready for a date that she has later with her boyfriend.

"I'll be back around 8 to pick you up for the club. Be ready. Byeee." She winks and slams the door in her usual fashion.

I lay around until 7:30, then I get up to get ready. I take a quick shower and blow dry my hair into a nice quiff. It looks pretty good. I decide to leave some stubble. In only a towel I go to find some clothes.

As I'm looking for a shirt I see the panties.

"I can't believe that I'm doing this.."I mutter and slide them on. They feel just as nice as they b did the night before.

I put on some ripped skinny jeans and pair them with a blue shirt. I decide not to wear the necklace Jamie gifted me in fear I might lose it.
To top it off I spray on some cologne, brush my teeth, and slip on some all black vans.

The mirror shows me a fine ass reflection, so I know that I'm done.

My phone vibrates. It's a text from Jamie saying that she's here.
I grab my keys, wallet, and phone.

She's outside waiting in the car. Jamie rolls down the window and the sound of California Love pours out onto the street.

"Damn boy. You look hot as hell."

I do a cheeky spin and thank her before hopping in the car. It only takes about a 30 minutes before we're there.

The line to get in looks daunting but Jamie shows me a card that reads 'VIP Motherfucker, Let Me Thru'

That vulgar thing allows us to skip the line. I don't question as to where she even acquired it.
As soon as we get inside we're greeted with pumping bass and the stench of alcohol, sex, and sweat. It's all very mesmerizing.

Jamie mouthes something to me but I can't understand her. She weaves into the crowd and I'm left alone.
Bodies are knocking into me left in right. Everywhere people are grinding up on eachother, making out, and generally having a good time.

Jamie returns with shot glasses in her hands. She hands one to me. I tip it back and it stings my throat.

"You good?" She yells.

I nod before pointing to the bar. We weave through the sea of bodies towards the bar. (a/n lol that sounds so morbid)

About 10 shots later I'm feeling a little buzzed, but Jamie is totally wasted.
She never has been a good handler of alcohol. Minutes later her boyfriend shows up and they go into the crowd. Occasionally, I see them all up on each other.