"Is there a reason everyone suddenly knows your name overnight?" //awkwardly pops in
❝There shouldn’t be.❞At least not after he’d destroyed all apperent evidence and scared off the witnesses.
It wasn’t even Subarus fault that the last evening had gone this terribly wrong, ─ well, at least not completly ─ but moreso of the two who dragged him into the Club in the first place to celebrate his birthday. He wasn’t sure why they insisted on celebrating but supposed it was rather because they needed a reason to party in the middle of the week than the fact that it was his birthday, not that it mattered anyway.
How most of his brothers managed to escape the hell that was called a Club he would never know, only that soon it were only him, Ayato and Laito sitting in their small booth. Laito dissapeared soon after to do who-knows-what ─ Subaru really didn’t want to know ─ and Ayato succumbed to the excessive drinking he’d done since they arrived.
Deciding that his presence wasn’t needed anymore he wanted to leave, he made his way across the Dancefloor, barely restraining himself from shoving the people away that blocked his path. He almost made it to the exit as two arms embraced him from behind, someone slurring words in his ear he couldn’t make out over the blast of the music.
Red eyes narrowed as he pryed the arms away with more force than necessary, almost breaking them in the progress. How dare someone touch him this freely ? He turned around shortly, looking at the man now sitting on the floor, unable to stand up without stumbling. Deciding that it was more trouble than it’s worth he turned again, this time leaving the Club, unaware that the man from before was following him.
Once outside Subaru was waiting for the driver that would pick him up as he once again was adressed in a more than unintelligible slur. Clenching his fists he faced the man, more than ready to make a broken arm the last of the others worries should said man decide to do as much as try to invade his personal space again.
The stranger didn’t lost a second until he send a poor aimed punch at Subarus stomach, mumbling something about Subaru embrassing him in front of the whole Club. His fist however, never connected with its target as Subaru caught it midair, simultaneously kicking the others stomach, sending the man flying across the parking space, straight through the door and back into the Club.
He didn’t notice the bystanders until he was blinded by a camera flash, his eyes narrowing he turned to the small crowd. Starting off with the woman that just blinded him he took their phones one after another, crushing them in his hand while glaring at the group, daring them to even think of this incident ever again.
