Bromance with Benefits - Close to him sequel {YOI Fanfic, ft. Otayuri & Victuri}

Chapter Nine

^ I think my nose is bleeding after looking at this ^

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[Yuri's POV]

Otabek and I had found a table to sit down and order some food after a long hour of dancing. I must admit it's a little distracting with him sitting there topless...because of the bright orange paint all over his body, obviously. It's so hard to think straight with it...glowing all up in my face and stuff. Stupid fluorescent...and toned...body...

"Do you want anything to drink?" Otabek asks.

"I need vodka." I answer shortly.

"Wha—Yuri! You're underage." Otabek says. "I meant water or a soda or something."

Unless he is going to splash it on my face, water is useless to me right now.

"I was kidding; a soda is fine." I lie.

Maybe I can ask the bartender to slip in some vodka while Otabek isn't looking. What am I even saying? Alcohol won't help my mind get any clearer. I'm probably just dehydrated and delusional.

"Actually you know what, I could do with some water." I tell Otabek.

"Sure thing." Otabek smiles before getting up and making his way to the bar.

The bar is swarmed, there is no way Otabek is getting serviced any time soon—

The bartender beams at the sight of Otabek and waves all the other costumers away. The crowd parts for Otabek to make his way to the bar, people patting him on the back as he passes. I watch as Otabek and the bartender share a short conversation, followed by a bit of a laugh and in no time Otabek is returning to the table with our drinks.

The whole night people have been coming up to greet Otabek as if he is some kind of legend. Even the staff respect him, first the security guards letting us skip the line and now the bartender?

"Should I be concerned that you grew up in a club?" I ask once he has sat down.

"I didn't come here that often." Otabek replies.

"Sup Ota-man," A passing stranger says.

I raise my eyebrows at Otabek.

"Okay, but I didn't literally grow up here. I just meant that this place is a big part of my life." He answers. "That's why I wanted you to see it."

"A big part of your life?" I repeat.

Before I can inquire any further, two girls approach our table. The first has long, curly, black hair and cool brown eyes. The second girl has short, red hair and bright green eyes.

"Hey Otabek," The first girl greets as she twirls her hair. "I haven't seen you in a while."

"Hey Sabina." Otabek greets back.

"This is my friend Natalie, she's American." Sabina continues, gesturing to the red haired girl beside her. "This is her first time in the town. I just had to introduce her to the famous Ota-man."

"Hi. My name is Otabek, please, that title is a little out-dated for me." Otabek introduces himself, holding out a hand.

Natalie smiles and shakes his hand. "That's a shame. From what I've heard, Ota-man is a really cool dude."

Sabina shoots a glare at Natalie before quickly smiling back at Otabek. She steps closer to him and traces a finger down his chest. "I like your body paint."

Otabek clears his throat awkwardly. "Thanks, Yuri did it."

Both of the girls turn to me as if noticing me for the first time.