forum To Gay or Not to Gay; That is the Question (one on one//closed)

Started July 21, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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Vien rolled his eyes, even sticking his tongue out at Vin before sticking his cigar back between his lips. He slowed to a stop, now in front of his apartment complex. He walked inside, making his way towards the elevator

Vin pursed his lips suspiciously but followed Vien anyway into the elevator.

"What?" Vien asked, noticing the look on Vin's face. He pressed the button for the top floor, glancing over at the other as he blew out another ring of smoke

“Nothing.” Vin lied calmly, while putting his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, don't give me that," Vien said with a roll of his eyes. The elevator slowed to a stop, and he stepped out of it. He began to walk towards his apartment, humming absently as he did so

He tailed Vien, rather curious as to what his apartment looked like.

Vien walked into his apartment, smothering his cigar and dropping it in a nearby trash can. The apartment was nice an spacious, with everything neatly organized and clean. "Welcome to my humble abode."

Vin looked around. He liked the relaxed atmosphere and glanced over at his comfy looking couch. “Hmm, I like your taste in decor.”

"Thanks," Vien said. He walked over to the fridge, pulling out an expensive-looking bottle of bourbon and gesturing with it. "Drink?" he asked

“Maybe just a little.” He grinned.

Vien returned the smile before reaching into one of the cupboards. He pulled out two glasses, filling them with the liquor before handing one to Vin. He leaned against the counter, taking a sip as he looked over at the other

Vin leaned against the counter and sipped the bourbon, smacked his lips earnestly, then drained the glass.

Vien laughed a little at the way Vin chugged the drink. "Told you. The bartender always keeps the good stuff to himself," he chuckled before reaching over and refilling Vin's glass

Vin made a noise of agreement and drained the second as quickly as the first.

"Jesus, you'll drink the whole bottle on your own like that," Vien laughed, pouring Vin another glass before taking a swig of his own. He ran a hand through his messy hair, amused by how much Vin seemed to like the drink

Vin laughed. “It’s good bourbon. No wonder you don’t waste it.”

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"Told you. The bartenders always keep the good stuff for themselves," Vien chuckled before tipping back the rest of his glass. He looked down at it, licking his lips absently before refilling the glass

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Vin finished his (what, third?) glass and set the cup down on the counter, and leaned back into the counter, somehow getting comfortable.

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"You want the TV on or something?" Vien asked. If he was being honest, he didn't really know how to have people over. He really only had a few friends, and they were usually too busy to bother with him

“I mean, sure, if you want.” He shrugged nonchalantly.

Vien walked over to the couch, glass in hand as he flicked the TV on. It began to play some documentary, something about planets and stars. He walked back to the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of bourbon before sitting down on the couch

Vin followed him and sat down on the couch too, feeling comfortable.

Vien sat back, his usually perfect posture slumping just a bit as he relaxed into the couch. He glanced over at Vin, icy eyes trailing across his frame for a moment. In the dim lighting, the other was actually…rather attractive. He quickly shoved the thought out of his mind with another sip of his drink

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Vin curled his fingers together and moved his sharp jaw around, nervously hearing the cracks of his joints. He rubbed his rather pointy nose, and continued curiously watching the documentary.

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Vien arched a brow at the noises but said nothing, going back to watching the documentary. He loved the stars, which he supposed had been his contract's inspiration for taking shape in the form of the Argo constellation tattooed on the back of his neck. He was feeling faintly tipsy but ignored it as much as he could

Vin, on the other hand, didn’t feel tipsy at all. Perhaps a little free of tongue, but not dizzy. He watched the Astronaut explain with passion what it was like to be up in space and felt distantly curious.

"Space fan?" Vien asked, a smile crossing his face as he saw how interested Vin seemed. He thought it was kind of…nice that the other seemed to enjoy the documentary

“Hmm?” Vin glanced over at him, his gray eyes glinting subtly with the first somewhat sober expression on his face: interest.
“Oh, yeah I have been for a while.”

"I actually have a constellation tattoo on the back of my neck. It's kind of hidden by my hair, but it's there," Vien said, a small smile crossing his face. He turned his head a bit, brushing up his hair so that the tattoo was more visible. It appeared black at first, but it shimmered a sort of dull blue in the light, almost as if the ink used to make it was made out of space

“Awesome…” Vin breathed. “I have a tattoo on my arm.” His right arm twitched gently. “But… it’s kinda, well, dark.”