Couldn't keep away... ( INANIMATE INSANITY // LIGHTBRUSH Fanfiction )

2 tequila shots, please.

trophy sat at the barstool and took small sips out of his cup of whiskey. he looked around, bored.

then someone he was expecting walked into the bar. 

trophy grinned and motioned over to him. "over here, Knife."

Knife looked around. he nervously walked over to Trophy and took a seat.

"was there a meaning for this?" knife asked trophy as the bartender came around.

"2 tequila shots, please." the bartender nodded and went to get Knife's drinks.

"yes, actually. there was." trophy said as he slumped in his stool and held his glass up slightly. 

the bartender gave knife his drinks and knife half smiled at him. 

"ok, so are you gonna tell me or sit there and make me all nervous." knife said as he frowned slightly and downed one shot.

trophy scoffed quietly and looked up at Knife. "I make you nervous?" he grinned and looked back at his glass.

knife rolled his eyes but got slightly red.

trophy got closer to Knife.

"Knife, is there something I need to know?" Trophy teased.

knife looked at him weirdly, "nope." he said, quickly dodging the question.

"hm, alright." trophy moved back to his stool.

"how's the game show?" trophy said, trying to make conversation. 

"horrid." knife replied. "MePhone's constantly up everybody's ass these days." he said as he put his elbows on the counter.

"yeah, that does sound like MePhone." trophy said as he moved his glass around, playing with the remaining whiskey and ice.

"how are things at the hotel?" knife asked.

trophy raised his eyebrow. "eh, pretty boring. there aren't many people like me, so I don't have anybody to be around." trophy half grinned and looked at Knife. 

"you know?.. people who share similarities.. like a jock.. and a jerk." trophy chuckled lightly and looked into Knife's eyes. 

knife got flustered and looked back at trophy. 

silence filled the air, but it was a nice kind of silence. 

knife's lip curled and his face got close to trophy's.

trophy leaned in slowly and the two kept looking into each others eyes.

Knife snapped out of it and cleared his throat, purposely breaking the silence. "Ahem, I'll be, uh paying now." knife smiled innocently at the bartender and took out his wallet. 

trophy chuckled and bit his bottom lip, looking down, with low eyes. he put his face in his hand, with his elbows leaning on the counter. "hey, put his order on my tab." trophy said to the bartender.

the bartender nodded and walked away.

knife paused and looked at trophy. "what was that?" 

"I think what you meant to say was thank you." trophy gulped his last bit of whiskey, winked at Knife and stepped off the barstool. 

"thanks for coming.. Knife." trophy half smiled before walking out of the bar. 

knife watched trophy leave then slouched in his stool, and sighed.

to be continued..