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"Mike,i want the house for tonight.Can I have the car keys?"

The other male gripped the mop around his fingers,his blue eyes looked over to him suspiciously.

"How so?"

"Movie night with (Y/N)."

He said with a cute smile,as the mind of his father figure had way too innocent thoughts for Jeremy.

"Sure,but don't make a mess.I am in no mood for cleaning."

He pulled out of his pocket some keys,throwing them towards him.

Jeremy catched them with a smirk."Thank you."

He turned his body around and walked away,his half lidded eyes were hiding under his brown hair.

Mike looked at the shorter male was leaving the Prize Corner.

"What are you thinking?"Scott asked beside him,resting his hand on top of the mop.

"Jeremy.You know,he looks different now lately."

"He is growing up Mike,he is starting to get more confident and mature."

His large hand rested on his back,giving him a small pat and a rub.

"You really do see him as your actual son right?"

Mike's eyes lowered on the ground,rubbing the back of his head."I guess,i mean,i wouldn't let that excuse of a father to torture him."

Scott couldn't help but smile,teasing his hat on his bald head making him huff.

"I bet you would be a great father one day."

The angry male scoffed,gazing away with a small pink blush along his cheeks.

"Don't cross your heart on that.Anyways,let's finish with cleaning so we can get the fuck out."

The dark brown haired male chuckled,shaking his head.

Jeremy and (Y/N) had already left,as Mike and Scott walked outside of the pizzeria.

"Are you sure you don't want to come over?"

"Yes Scott,i will be fine."

He smiled,patting his shoulder."If you need anything give me a call.Even if it is a ride home."

The other male just smiled,saying their goodnights.

He sighed,gazing at the road in front of him as he stuffed his hands inside the jacket pockets.

He found himself lost in his thoughts before a car honk made him slightly jump.

"Who the fu-"His words were cut off once he saw a familiar purple car."Grape."

The car stopped,as the window of the passenger seat lowered down.

The grin on Vincent's face was enough to make him scoff.

"What do you want,eggplant?"

"Well,i couldn't help but notice you were standing here alone.Do you want me to give you a ride home?"

Mike shook his head."The house is currently occupied with Jeremy and (Y/N)."

Vincent exhaled with a smile."Ah,young love.He will finally do it."

"What."

"Nothing."

He slightly smirked,but his eyes still focused on the male who was standing outside."Jump in,we are going to have some drinks."

Mike raised an eyebrow."Me and you?Drinks?"

"I will pay for them."

He scoffed,but opened the car door,sitting on the passenger seat."Whatever,you are lucky i have nothing to do."

Vincent chuckled and squeezed his cheek teasingly,making him groan in annoyance.

He rested both of his hands on the wheel and started driving to their destination.

~~

" 'Hidden Desires'?" Mike read the neon sign that was outside of the bar,closing the passenger door behind him."I swear if this is a strip club."

Vincent couldn't help but chuckle,exiting the car and also locking it."No,chill,the mood tonight isn't for a strip club."

His blue eyes glared over to him,as the tall male teasingly punched his shoulder.

The two men entered the bar,which didn't seem very crowded.

Music was playing,as a few people were enjoying their drinks.

Mike slightly smiled,looking around and actually liking the vibes of the bar.

They took their seats at the tall stools near the bar,as the purple haired greeted the bartender.

"You know,my usual.How about you Mike?"

Mike gazed at the bartender and then at him."Just beer."

Vincent nodded,telling the person behind the bar what drinks they wanted.

Mike's hand reached for his head,removing the hat and carefully running his fingers along his stitched head.

"Is it always this empty?"

Vincent chuckled,taking from his jacket a small packet with cigarettes."It depends.It is a pretty underground place,most people don't even know it."

He opened the packet,getting one cigarette out and placing it in between his soft lips.

His eyes shifted towards the male next to him."Want one?"

He slightly huffed,shaking his head."No,and you should really stop smoking.It is disgusting."

He grinned,now having the end of the cigarette slightly in between his teeth as he chuckled.

"Is Mike Schmidt,the biggest asshole,worried about my health?"

"Oh by all means,continue.Don't expect me at your funeral though."

Vincent poked teasingly his side,and then searched his jacket one more time.

The bartender placed the drinks in front them,as the two males gave him a small thank you nod.

"Oh fuck."

"What?" Mike was about to take a sip from his beer,but stopped and looked at the male who was searching all his pockets.

"I can't find my lighter."

"Good,it is a sign that tells you to stop."

Vincent removed the cigarette from his lips and stuck his tongue out,before placing it back to his mouth.

The angry male softly laughed,shaking his head."What a child."

His hand reached inside his pocket,pulling out a small black lighter.

From the corner of his eye,Vincent noticed a small flame,turning around and seeing Mike was holding a small lighter,lighting up the cigarette's end as he still had it in between his lips.

A small pink blush dusted along his dark cheeks,puffing a small smoke.

"Thank you."

"Whatever."

He picked up his beer again and Vincent did the same with his glass of bourbon whiskey.

"Let's toast on something."

"To you not dragging me here again?"

"Oh come on,is it that bad?"

He sighed,gazing around for a bit."Alright,it is not that bad."

Vincent smiled victoriously as his perfect white smile made Mike chuckle.

"How about,to us?" The male suggested,puffing another smoke and making sure that the smoke wouldn't land on Mike.

"I can get behind that.To us then."

His bottle gently clank with his glass,as they both took a sip from their drinks.

"Tell me more about yourself Michael.You never talk about yourself."

Mike frowned,looking over to him."Don't call me that."

"Alright,then i will use your middle name,Elizabeth."

"I swear i will hit you with the bottle!"

Vincent couldn't help but laugh,as Mike was pulling his rat tail.

The angry male eased himself,taking another sip from his beer.

"Why would i talk about myself?I have nothing to say."

"Oh don't say that,everyone has their story."

"Oh yeah?"His gaze shifted towards the male next to him,who just finished his smoking and pressed the cigarette end against the ashtray to light off."What is your story Vincent?"

He chuckled,and rather deeply,taking a sip from his whiskey.

"You know my story Mike.The good,the bad and the ugly."He let out a small sad laughter."Who am i kidding.I never had anything good."

Mike sensed the hint of sadness,gazing away and playfully punching his shoulder.

"Oi,are you saying that me and the others are that bad too?"

He smiled,running his fingers through his messy purple hair and fixing his rat tail.

"I guess,you all aren't that bad."

They both laughed.

Their smiles really bring another life on their faces.

They didn't genuinely laugh a lot,but when they did,their hearts would feel so satisfied.

And it was only just the beginning of the night.

~~

Glass after glass.

Bottle after bottle.

And an ashtray almost full with cigarette ends.

The two males were drinking another round of their drinks.

They didn't even remember how many they had.

"And this."Mike softly giggled,his cheeks were slightly red."This is why is my biggest secret,so shush,don't tell anyone you fucking walking eggplant!"

They both laughed,as Vincent pressed slightly his head on his arms that were resting on the bar.

"You bald fuck,even Foxy knew that you were pissing in empty beer bottles!"

"What!"He said in a rather slurry voice,managing to stand himself up."No,we were just having an eye contest through the left window."

Vincent's cheeks were hurting from smiling and laughing as he was having a dust of red blushing on his cheeks too.

His eyes were clouded,feeling dizzy but also happy.

Surpringsly Mike wasn't that drunk.

He was just being a little giggly and sleepy,but he knew what was going on.

On the other hand,Vincent was wasted.

"Alrighty you little purple hair fuck,i told you my secret.Now it is your turn!"

Vincent grinned and giggled,lifting his body off the bar and standing up.

"Where are you going,don't avoid my question!"

"Hush!I will show you!" He managed to utter in his deep slurry voice with a small hiccup escaping his lips.

His blue eyes watched the tall male who was managing to make his way towards the jukebox,gripping it so he wouldn't fall down.

Mike held back a laugh,as Vincent was looking through the song options.

Suddenly,the music that was playing in the almost empty bar stopped.

Another tune filled the bar,a more slow one.

The tall male smiled,making his way back,but he stopped in the middle of the small empty dance floor,slowly moving his figure along the music.

He extended his arm with an open hand towards him.

Mike looked at him confused,but Vincent was still holding that big smile on his face.

"Don't leave me dancing alone Mike."

His fingers tightened around the empty beer bottle as something thumped against his rib cage.

A tight knot was built in his throat,but stood up,approaching the male and gently placing his hand on his,as Vincent brought him close.

I don't want a friend (Just one more night)
I want my life in two (My life in two)
(Please one more night)
Waiting to get there..
Waiting for you (Waiting for you)
(Just one more night)
(I'm done fighting all night)

Vincent's large dark hands brushed against Mike's back,making the male softly gasp as he gripped on the tall male's jacket.

When I'm around slow dancing in the dark.
Don't follow me, you'll end up in my arms.
You done made up your mind,
I don't need no more signs.
Can you?
Can you?

His nose slightly traced along his neck,making his whole spine shiver under his touch.

Their bodies were slowly moving side to side to the song.

Slowly.

As if the time stopped,and they were the only ones inside the bar.

Give me reasons we should be complete..
You should be with him, I can't compete.
You looked at me like I was someone else, oh well..
Can't you see? (Can't you see?)
I don't wanna slow dance (I don't wanna slow dance)
In the dark, dark..

Their intoxicated bodies were pressed together,as Vincent moved his large hand from his back towards Mike's cheek.

The two males looked into each other's eyes as his blue eyes were gazing into his almost white ones.

Mike was slightly clinging on to Vincent's black jacket,swallowing hard.

Their cheeks were red,but they didn't care as their noses slowly pecked one another.

Then,Vincent's head moved to the side,placing his soft lips against his ear.

"I love you Mike.That's my secret."

His whisper made Mike's body to tense up,but also made his cheeks redder than before.

Vincent's thumb caressed his warm cheek,looking into his eyes once again before leaning in.

Their bodies stopped,and now their lips slow danced to the song.

Taste of beer,whiskey and cigarettes.

But neither of them cared.

Their lips pressed against one another,almost getting them both out of breath.

They were getting lost into each other's lips,getting more intoxicated with each kiss.

They were holding each other close,as if they were afraid to let go.

But they slowly pulled away,feeling their lips empty.

Their foreheads pressed slightly as they were breathing heavily from their heavy chests filled with emotion and desire.

Their eyes locked,looking into each other as their noses pecked one another.

After a safe ride,with Mike driving since he wouldn't let Vincent near the wheel,they arrived at his house.

He slowly pushed the door open while he was having Vincent clinging on to him on his back,softly purring against him.

"I don't see them around.Maybe they finished early."He mumbled to himself as Vincent hiccuped.

"They fucking."He softly sang with his words being slurry,getting off Mike's back.

Mike rolled his eyes,looking back at him.

Vincent smiled,wrapping his arm around his figure pulling him close.

He gently pinned him against the wall and their lips met,making the both of them softly groan.

Their kisses were more aggressive,hungry and craving for each other.

Their large hands brushed against each other's bodies,slowly removing each other's jackets.

They pulled away for a bit,panting softly as Vincent traced his wet lips along his shivering neck.

Mike frowned but also groaned,but his hands pushed the other male's shoulders and turned him around so Vincent would be against the wall.

He grinned widely,biting his lip as Mike's kisses traveled along his neck and collar bones,slowly unbottoning his work shirt.

"God yes."He said playfully in between his groans."Give me more Mikey."

"Shut up eggplant."He softly growled,biting and sucking softly his neck,making him moan.

"Fuck,i love it when you insult me like that."He softly chuckled and pushed his head away from his neck,attacking his lips with passion.

Mike kissed him back hungrily,and moved their bodies towards his bedroom,closing the door behind him.

Vincent grinned and turned him around,pinning him down on the bed.

"My turn."He purred playfully against his ear.

Slowly and agonizingly his tongue traced along his neck and collar bones,leaving small bite marks as he was going lower.

His long fingers unbottoned his work shirt,exposing Mike's upper body.

His lips were traveling along his body,kissing every inch as the male found it hard to breathe under his kisses of his exposed body.

He didn't notice his hands were caressing his hips and then his legs,slowly removing the belt along with his pants.

His back arched in pleasure,feeling the cavern of his mouth around his manhood.

Sweat was rolling down his steaming body,breathing heavily and gripping on the bedsheets underneath him.

His teeth tugged at his bottom lip,trying to hold himself back from both swearing and moaning loudly.

For a moment,Vincent's mouth left his crotch which made Mike to turn him around and pin him on the bed.

Their lips met again as Mike was on top,removing impatiently Vincent's clothing.

"Well,aren't you an impatient one."He teased,running carefully his fingers along his stitched head.

Mike huffed,and bit playfully Vincent's nipple,which actually made him groan.

He gazed at the male who was kissing and biting his body,biting his bottom lip with clouded eyes.

Mike's fingertips traced every inch of his well built body.

Not too buff,neither too slender.

His hands landed on his dress pants,pulling them down with almost a swift move.

His tongue rolled around his erect groin,making Vincent to tilt his head back and moan.

The room was full with passion and erotic sounds.

Nothing made them stop as the night continued,filled with kisses,love and hidden desires.

Hidden desires that were finally coming up to the surface.

~~

The sunlight softly caressed the two male bodies.

They were laying on bed,both of them tired and asleep.

But their peaceful sleep didn't last long as Mike's phone started ringing.

With a groan,the male with still closed eyes,he reached to his night stand,grabbing the phone and answering it.

"What in the fuck do you want."

"Morning shift Schmidt."Byron said on the other line.

"Fuck." 

They hung up with that,as Mike let the phone fall on the floor.

He turned around,getting himself comfortable for five more minutes of sleep,until he felt a presence was pressing against his figure.

He huffed,rubbing his eyes as he fluttered them open.

His blue eyes softly shined seeing Vincent was laying next to him.

He slightly pulled himself away,as he managed to sit up.

He was trying recollect his thoughts from last night,rubbing the back of his head.

Lost in his own thoughts,he heard a small groan from next to him.

"God,i feel like shit."Vincent mumbled,rubbing his forehead.

His eyes gazed back at him,as Vincent managed to open his eyes.

"Oh,hey."He inhaled,softly yawning as he ruffled his messy hair.

It took him a few moments to realise the situation.

He stared at the ceiling for a few seconds,and then sat up.

"Wait,what happened."

Mike couldn't help but chuckle,rather sadly,as he gazed away.

"You don't remember,do you?"

He rubbed the back of his neck,looking around Mike's room.

"Fuck it."He sighed,getting the bedsheet off his naked body."I guess it was just,one night."

He let his feet touch the cold floor and picked up his button up shirt and undergarments.

Inside his mind was angry,annoyed that he didn't remember anything.

But his heart was actually aching for the person who was on his bed.

His blue eyes gazed sadly at the floor,looking at his clothes and remembering of last night's events.

Suddenly,a pair of dark,somewhat,muscular arms wrapped around his figure,making him gasp.

"Pissing in empty beer bottles,dancing together and giving in to each other's bodies on that bed last night."

His face nuzzled against Mike's neck,feeling the smile along his lips as he placed a kiss on his shoulder.

The line on his lips slightly lifted up,smiling a bit as he gazed away."You little fuck."

He softly chuckled,and felt his a large hand was cupping his chin and turning his attention towards the other male.

"I love you Mike."Vincent softly said against his lips,and Mike with a smile pressed his lips against his.

I love you too.