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"Gotta pay Trent," Zephyr spoke, a teasing smirk on his face, shaking a mixed drink up. He poured the drink, setting it in front of a blonde girl. She giggled and grabbed it, finding whoever it was she was going to fuck.

"Bad day?" He asked as Kit walked up.

He grabbed a bottle and looked at Nakai. He raised a brow but didn't comment, instead looked at Zephyr. "Bad day for Trent's ass later."

The long haired male rolled his eyes, taking a drink order from Kits hands. "Stop talking about it with me present."

"As if you weren't ogling the nerd over there." Kit pointed at Nakai even though he was right next to him. "Speaking of which. You have caught the eye of the Zephyr, very very astonishing because our dear bartender has been practicing abst-"

Kit caught Zephyr's eyes and shut up quick. "Keep talking."

"No thank you,"

"Good boy."

Kit huffed and patted Nakai's shoulder, "Good luck, enjoy yourself pretty boy."

With that he took the orders and moved away, leaving Trent nearby.

Trent softly sighed, downing his water before moving to set the tray down for his five minute break.

"Hey newbie, don't pay any of them any mind. They all just have lay preferences and are mad when they don't get it."

Nakai looked up, catching the eyes of the pretty skinned male.

"Oh... you must be Trent, huh?"

Trent nodded, grinning.

"Yeah actually."

"Filling up my work space," Zephyr grunted, annoyed of his charming smile with Nakai.

Trent looked at Zeph.

"Hey, we can always have a good time. You know that, but... I'll leave you be," he watched Zephyr for a bit, maybe even a bit longer than necessary.

Nakai softly waved when Trent left. But his eyes went back on Zephyr.

Zeph swallowed, looking at Trent as he left and sighed. Then noticed Nakai's gaze.

"I have an offer," He suddenly spoke.

Nakai shifted, a bit confused.

"What is it?" he asked, noticing the change in his demeanor.

"Tonight, we take that room, put your friend's gift to good use. And if you're worried about sex and dipping, I don't dip. So..." He shifted, wiping his hands off. "I'm gonna be honest I don't want another guy or girl take your virginity if that's your plan, I'd rather it be me and i'd really hope you'd rather it be me too."

Nakai's eyes went wide, but something about Zephyr's confession made him feel at ease. Like he was being truthful... like it wasn't just sex... and honestly that scared him... but in a good way.

"I don't get off till an hour," Zephyr said, "I'll let you think." He walked off, wiping his hands, as it was slow so he took a break himself. Silently moving into the back where the dancers were.

In the back, Jezz was laying his head back on the sofa. Seela was in the changing room to do her next scene.

Zeph silently ruffled Seela's already perfect hair, "Where's Ren?" He asked the two, silently grabbing out his cigarettes from his bag.

Seela softly paused, looking at Jezz.

Jezz blew out a breath, "He went for a walk, him and Xaj got into it about an hour ago."

Zeph sighed, he glanced at the time and then kicked Jezz. "Man the bar," He spoke, turning and left without a response. He headed out the door, lighting a cigarette before walking to find the male. He had a usual route so Zeph figured he wouldn't be hard to find.

Rendal and Xajer had indeed got into it, resulting in both of them having to be pulled off of each other. They both got a few punches in, Xajer getting a busted lip and a bloody nose and Ren getting a black eye. Ren went really hard to the point his right knuckles were busted. He had been sitting on a bench, wrapping up his knuckles.

Zeph silently sat next to him, blowing out smoke and handed him a cigarette. "Busted dancer."

"Busted lipped fucking bouncer, bouncer got fucking bounced. Fucking pussy ass," Rendal immediately took it, inhaling deeply.

Zeph sighed, "This weird shit y'all have going on is annoying you know?" He looked at him, fixing his wrapped knuckles. He knew he was in risk of getting his own ass beat but his sloppy job of fixing himself needed fixing.

Ren hissed, turning his head.

"He needs to learn to fucking stay to himself before I fucking kill him."

"He isn't that bad Ren." He hummed, silently grabbing his face and inspecting his eye. "Come back to the bar and put ice on that shit."

"That's exactly my goddamn problem, nah fuck that shit. On my fucking life if he steps in front of me again, I won't stop this time," Rendal stood, yanking away like he'd been burned.

"Ren, dont do this stupid shit."Zephyr stood up as well grabbing his wrist and pulled him back. "Stop."

Rendal was shaking, at this point Zephyr never saw him do that before.

"Hey." Zeph grabbed his face, "Look at me, hm? Calm down."

He was breathing heavy and all, his eyes dilated to the point he looked wild. In that moment, Zeph knew Rendal probably could kill Xajer.

He softly grunted, those hands... those fucking hands. They were like a breath after a long day. A kiss from a butterfly.

"What can I do Ren?"

"Just..." Rendal breathed.

"Keep touching me."

The longer haired male shifted, instead just pulled him in for a hug. "You're a big baby," he spoke with no malice, just loving how soft Ren was to him.

Rendal grumbled, "Don't."

Zephyr chuckled, kissing his shoulder. "Come to the bar so I can put ice on your face."

Rendal softly looked at him, "Do that again..."

"Do what?" Zephyr pulled back, a small smirk on his lips.

"Just... do it again?"

Zephyr kissed his shoulder, neck, everything. "Missed me?"

"Fucking hell yeah I did, Zeph," Rendal confessed, even though they both knew that.