“Oh, yeah?” Spencer asks before his eyes widen slightly when Sebastian steps closer to him. He quickly schools his face, though, he isn’t intimidated by it, he quite like it, but when someone that attractive gets that close to you when you’re not 100% comfortable with your sexuality? Well, that was intimidating. Even if Sebastian probably didn’t mean anything by it. “And of course it had to be you, he adds, laughing.
So, Sebastian didn’t like being insulted about his intelligence. Noted. “Oh, sorry. Was that too much?” he asks but he’s still teasing because he’s not about to let the mood change between them because he’s having too much fun right. He rolls his eyes when he hears the sarcastic tone of Sebastian’s voice. He’d tempted to call him an idiot again but decides against it. “Na, not really, I can handle it. Just don’t use big words,” he says, feigning a serious expression on his face.
“I’m buying shots for the people I’m out with, and since you’re here I may as well get you one, too,” Spencer says with a shrug of his shoulder. He’s not about to admit it’s so he can spend more time with him. When someone finally comes to serve them, he orders enough shots for him, Sebastian and his friends, along with two beers and yes, one was for Sebastian, so what. It was only polite. He pays and waits for the drinks to set in front of the duo.
Quickly picking up how Spencer replied to his actions, Sebastian held back a little. He was suddenly aware that not every male he encountered was a part of the lgtb+ community. Not that it stopped him, but he was aware. He, however, ignored his thoughts and smirked. “Yes, it had to be me,” he looked down at the just a tiny bit smaller dude. “Since you could probably get away with it with any other, however I’m not buying that shit,” still smirking.
His eyebrows cokced up again. Was it too much? Sebastian wondered. “It was, you really are overstepping boundaries here,” and he didn’t mean to, but his eyes darted over to his lips before looking back up again. Sebastian wasn’t even feeling tipsy and this was very unlike him, so he had to stop this.
When he heard ‘big words’, it made him smile, again. “Aw, I’ll try to be very understanding, so it won’t be all too difficult for your fuzzy, Baileys brain,” saying all these things with a tone of how it seemed like he was belittling him. Like talking to kid.
Sebastian watched the not-so-much stranger order and forgot that he needed to order for his friends. He hummed and a small nod in response; they were in a bar after all, it was a very likely he wouldn’t hear him hum. He also wasn’t really sure how to reply to it. Sebastian saw how many glasses were in front of them. Not wanting to imply that he could help to carry them all (also maybe because he’d like to spend a little more time with Spencer), Sebastian just waited for the other to give him the shot he promised him.
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