Scribbles and Drabbles

Mini Drabbles A

Stuff to expand on at some point:

One

Theo spiralled his whiskey and watched the cityscape in front of him. Music was pounding from below him, but in the VIP lounge, it was quiet enough that he was able to relax and let everything sink in. The deal had been successful. He was reaping the rewards in his stocks.

Just a shame he couldn't shake of the feeling of betrayal. The company had fired him for this. He sighed and pushed his glasses back up his face.

"Big T,"

"Fuck,"

"Heard the news," Mikey slid up to him, stealing the whiskey from his head and downing the rest. "Tough luck, time to join me in the freelancing gig."

Theo growled, summoning a waiter to provide a new one. "Give me a night of peace," he complained.

"Come on, Theo, a night of peace is not what you want," Mikey purred, an arm around his shoulders. "Tonight is a night of celebration. You have shed the chains of oppression. You are free to walk your own power."

"I'll never get to work for a top 100 company again," Theo slapped back, slipping his new whiskey because he wasn't a barbarian like Mikey. His boss was a dick with a capital D. Theo tried to warn him, but 'insider information' and 'I've done this job longer than you've been alive'. It didn't count as insider information if a basic scope of research showed the market was on a downtrend. If YouTube could see it, a CEO should have. 

"There is more to life than that. What is that older brother of yours up to these days?"

"He's writing that comic book of his still. His novels have had some critical acclaim, however. He's on his way to being a bestseller," Teho let himself brag a little. A lot of his work colleagues were dismissive of his brother's talents despite him writing a marketing campaign that brought in numbers. Nate had some talent despite what others thought or said. 

"Good for him, not your speciality, though," Mikey ordered another. "Do I need to get him to bully you into relaxing a little?"

"I've lost my job," Theo resisted the urge to slash Mikey in the face with the leftover mix of melted ice cubes and dregs of his drinks.

"You are hardly on the street," Mikey ordered another two glasses. "Relax."

Things started to blur. Mikey kept him drinking and somehow pulled him into playing video games and then more drinking games. Never Have I Ever appeared, and things grew hotter and heavier. 

A memory of straddling Mikey appeared, and not to strangle the living daylights out of him. 

"Well, Theo, I never realised how aggressive you were in the bedroom," Mikey smirked up at him, hot hands resting on his thighs. Theo groaned as something thick and throwing entered him. The stress of the last year lifted. 

"Shut up and get to work!"

"With pleasure."

-x-

The next day was beyond embarrassing. The main reason Theo didn't skip out on Mikey involved his stomach refusing to hold its content until a more suitable venue. The result led to Mikey rubbing Theo's back as he threw up in Mikey's expensive toilet while kneeling on the 'cheap' towels. 

"Maybe I should have waited until you were sober," Mikey said.

"This isn't the time to talk about last night," Theo scowled, wiping his chin with the back of his hand. "I was perfectly willing, and unless you filmed it or badger me about it, I'm happy to forget about it." And please, dear God, let Mikey not want to Lord over him that Theo did his best himbo bunny impression.