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Drugs - A MiniCat (Miniladd and IAMWildcat) Story

This a thing I randomly thought of, but I hope you enjoy <3

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Swearing

Words: 1327

-TaylortheDinosaur ^,-,^

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Mini/Craig's POV (ONLY POV)

I had walked into the small vintage bar on the corner of the street. I had just been fired from my job and alcohol seemed to be my only option right now. The cosy bar had small antique lights hanging from the ceiling with a dark maroon carpet. Creamy brown sofa chairs laid around the room neatly with the bar directly placed in the centre of the room. The bar had old scratchings of designs laced on it, the history reeking from it's patterned wood.

I sat down on the cushioned bar stool that were aligned by the bars counter. The place was crowded, the popular bar having cascading queues and drunken squabbles here and there. The aroma of beer and sweat mixed in the air, it becoming very strong in certain areas.

The male bartender walked over to me glumly, glaring around at the crowds behind.

"Hi, what would you like sir?" He asked monotonously but polite.

"Could I have 3 shots of zambooka and a pint of Guinness?" I asked nicely, ending my sentence with a smile. The bartender walked away, ignoring my smile completely. I looked around at the different bottles, examining their shape, sizes and colours. Until, the bartender returned with my drinks. I drank the shots immediately, the smooth liquid rushing down my throat with a thick burn replacing it. I returned back to the ale beside the empty shot glasses. I gulped down half of the bubbly liquid, the tanging taste carried on, my eyesight slightly fuzzier. The liquid making me glance over my problem of being fired from a petty job. The cold drink was soon finished, and I had called for another drink, a gin and tonic. Once it had arrived, I almost drank it straight away, but in the distance I saw a pair of aquamarine eyes glance at mine. I turned and looked around for those gorgeous eyes, but they weren't anywhere to be seen.

I picked up my glass, the alcohol I had drank before affecting my eyesight slightly. I raised the glass to my mouth before it was knocked away. I glanced away shocked at a tall, muscled guy looming over me. Those gleaming turquoise eyes glancing at me. A loud ruckus from another man sitting beside me at the bar started. His dark hair and beard was messy and he had a crooked smile, almost sneering. The serious men started to yell, causing everyone near by to fall silent and whisper.

"You pathetic fuck face, why are you trying to drug this guy?? For petty sex?! Disgusting." The heavenly eyed man spoke, his smooth but rough voice grated towards the scary, alcohol stenched male.

"And? He's got a fine ass! It's mine. I want it and I'm going to take it. The drug is a mere option." He answered back devilishly, smirking at me with a snide wink. The other male was seething with anger.

I got up abruptly, trying to walk away. The drunk, dirty guy grabbed me and pulled me back, slapping my ass hard. I yelped and slapped his cheek, trying to get away from him. He grabbed my wrists before slapping me back. But the other male grabbed him and punched him in the face. They both started to fight, punches flying everywhere. I laid on the floor, where I had been pushed, watching the horrific man punch the guy trying to help me. I stood up, adrenaline flowing and punched the messed up guy that was harassing me. He fell down, already weak from the blue-green eyed male before.

I grabbed the heavenly eyed man's hand before walking him out. He limped and rested against me, his height towering over me and making me stumble. Luckily, my house was only a few blocks away so I could help him. Once reaching my house, with a lot of effort, I placed him down on my comfy, black sofa. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed the medical kit stored in there, rushing back to the stranger on my sofa.

I pulled the light closer to his face. His tan complexion was smooth although now was swollen and purple bruises had appeared. His plump lips were busted and bleeding as well as his nose that was gushing fresh blood over the old and dry parts. But his eyes, they still shone as bright as they first had. Still staring into mine, searching.

I moved away from his eyes briefly, remembering to have to help him. I grabbed a cloth and quickly wet it, and started to dab at the bloody areas. Once the blood was removed I grabbed a disinfectant wipe. I grabbed his hand gently, his smooth skin rubbing against mine.

I dabbed at his skin and near the grazes and cuts that were scattered on his skin. He growled in response when the alcohol reacted to his hand.

"Sorry." I said, quickly apologising.

"It's fine, just stings." He said, grasping my hand tighter. I smiled slightly, admiring his voice.

After doing both hands and dealing with a few growls and silent curses, I moved back to the face. I brushed over his face with the wipe, catching the cut on his lip.

"Fuck dude, why does this hurt so much?" He whispered loudly.

I shrugged but smiled at him, trying to be assertive. I packed my medical stuff away and left it on the lounge table. I looked up at the stranger, the beautiful heroic stranger on my sofa.

"So, do I get to know my knight in shining armours name?" I asked, smiling widely.

"Tyler, and may I know the name of the damsel that was in distress?" He asked smugly, returning the smile.

"Craig." I said with a small giggle. "Thanks for saving my ass back there, literally." I said, thinking back to that moment.

"No problem, I just didn't want him taking advantage of you." He said honestly.

"Why?" I replied, down-hearted at my question. Scanning him curiously.

"What...what do you mean by that?" He asked quickly, trying to hide his brief hesitation. His hand resting behind his neck and scratching it nervously.

"Why me? I'm not special. I'm not anything great. Anyone would walk past me, and wouldn't think anything of it. They'd let that gruesome guy take me, with my consent or not."

"Hey, now that's not true. You are special, unique even. You are great, a lot of people think so, including me. I may be a stranger, and a complete and utter idiot but I wouldn't walk past you and as I did, would have stuck up for you. No one should be treated like that, especially you." He said, not taking his eyes off of me. He grabbed my hands gently and lifted me up so we were both standing. 

He stood there, smiling smugly once again. He leant down, brushing past my cheek to my ear, before saying,  "But that guy was right, you do have a fine ass."

My cheeks grew hot and I became the shade of a tomato. I slapped his arm with sass before replying in my signature 'white girl voice', "Yasss, I know gurl."   

We both laughed for a while before he suggested he should leave. I nodded and lead him to he door.

"Thanks again, for everything. Can I do anything to make it up to you?" I questioned. 

"Well, how about we go out for coffee sometime?" He suggested. I nodded and smiled in reply. We exchanged numbers quickly before saying our goodbyes.

"Goodbye, my charming knight." I said, giggling and staring into those aqua orbs.

"Farewell and sweet dreams, my fair damsel." He replied smoothly. He leant in and kissed my cheek gently. After, glancing at my shocked flustered face and leaving.

Fuck...