♤ spade

toma was here and ikki I am the biggest trashcan

[optaveram]

Happy birthday, Ikki. Since you’re reaching a pretty… considerable age, I figured I’ll get you something that’d benefit your future. I found it by the clinic, you might wanna go there for more information regarding the meetings. I think it’ll be fine if you just show up with this, though.

[nirdaya]

he can drink so much they call him charlie 40 hands [ shin + ikki ]

      Being woken up by the rhytmical beat of his ringtone is hardly anything unusual; he figures that it’s karma denying him sleep on the one night that he actually can, and pushes himself up with a faint groan, the clock greeting him with a red ‘3:23 AM’ displayed on the screen. He’s not in any particular hurry to pick up: upon seeing the caller ID, he figures it’s actually better to let this go to the voicemail, as Ikki calling him at this time could mean only one thing, and, well —

      Talking to him is way too annoying when he’s intoxicated.

      It takes Shin about ten minutes to decipher the message, half of it skipped for the sake of his own sanity. Somewhere among the slurred sentences, he catches a whiny ‘please help’ and what he assumes to be a name of the bar Ikki’s currently in. Upon checking the location, he conveniently discovers it’s not too far from where he lives: good, because he wasn’t planning on taking the car, anyway. Ikki needs to walk it out, and, most importantly, not stain the vehicle.

      After twenty, solid mintues of steady march, he arrives at the described location, the strong scent of alcohol and a bunch of intoxicated people surrounding the entrance enough of a proof that he got it right. Slipping past them awkwardly, he shows his newly-acquired ID to the guy standing by the front door and then enters, nose scrunched up in disgust. He’s never been a big fan of alcohol — and especially not its smell, now mixed with sweat and all sorts of obnoxious perfumes. 

      Thankfully, spotting Ikki isn’t very hard, considering he’s always surrounded by a crowd of loud, fawning girls. Their screeching actually manages to outdo the music, and on a better day, he’d congratulate them on their incredible vocal chords. Alas, it’s 4 AM, and he’s really not in the mood for human interaction.

     ”Ikki,” he has absolutely no qualms about pushing one of the girls out of his way, slim fingers curling around the older man’s wrist to pull him out of the group. “Let’s go.”

[optaveram]

                He never really meant for this situation to get out of hand. Mistakes happen; he knows that all too well for sure. Although, well, looks like it did get out of hand anyway, and there was nothing Ikki could really do about it. Being invited by a group of fawning, irregulars at the café to have some fun with them, Ikki couldn’t just give them the simple refusal, and go on with his business- as sad as that sounds. With a soft sigh, and a kind smile the man easily agrees, to save him the burden of the occasional stress of disappointing quite a lot of people, and pleasing them for the evening.

                Well, honestly, he wished he hadn’t gone that evening because it turned out to be longer than he had imagined. Presuming he’d hopefully get home at a regular time to actually have some time not swamped by responsibilities, or guilt he never asked for in the first place… That turned all upside down… Damn. This sucks.

                Surely, it’s getting awfully late… Dang, he really hecked up… How does this happen. Why does he make these life choices, going to bar at such at time… To be honest, a lot of the night was just starting to blur. What did he even do tonight? Ahaha, well, don’t ask Ikki.

                Head against the wooden bar, he takes out his cellphone to ring up one of his trusty workmates- Shin, who hopefully had no qualms about helping Ikki in such a time. Well, for the most part, what happened in that next thirty minutes became yet another blur… What did he do in those thirty minutes? We just don’t know. And, well he wasn’t going to question himself either.

                Thankfully, It isn’t too long until he was picked up… Literally, sort of. With a hand grabbing his wrist, Ikki is suddenly pulled from the crowd that was surrounding him. He blinks at the the other male, and with slurred words, he finally replied, “… Ahh… Shin… You actually came, what a surprise…” he stumbles behind Shin, running a hand through his hair trying to recollect his thoughts, and surroundings, “You finally came… I didn’t even know if you got my message. I felt as if I may have been stuck here forever if you haven’t… … …” And with that, his sentence slowly begins to drift off into a small series of mumbles that weren't very audible to Shin's ears. Poor kid, having to deal with this.

[cywscross]

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