The warehouse was dark and full of bodies Gage barely recognized in the dim light, but none of that mattered when he had a cute -- and pretty intoxicated -- Rohan next to him, taking another shot. Not that either of them needed it, but it had been a lot of fun so far, and why ruin a good thing? Not to mention, the more Rohan drank, the more he warmed up to Gage, which was definitely working in his favor. It wasn’t the first time they’d drank together, hell it was something they did together pretty often, but usually Gage’s advances towards him were casually shoved to the side. Which, never usually deterred the tall man because he always ended up trying again the next time. But for some reason tonight, they weren’t. Gage didn’t know if it was the unfamiliar atmosphere, the free alcohol, or some mix of the two, but he definitely wasn’t complaining about it.
“Babe, babe, slow down, you actually wanna be alive tomorrow, right?” Gage spoke with a slight drunken giggle to his tone, resting his chin on the other, familiar man’s shoulder, breathing in the scent of his cologne, and the tequila on his lips.