A lie!
A big fat lie, that statement Miguel just dropped now? It was all a 'damage control ' lie he told himself, which he planned on holding onto firmly, so as not to shrink and give in to the embarrassment that clouded his mind.
"You see, I just came down here to grab a drink" Miguel began with that usual overwhelming calmness, noticing how Fedora's knitted brows slowly softened.
" I don't know what and why you are being so rude to me, does my face remind you of an ex?—I just walked over here to grab a drink..... Remember? 'Bills on me' " Miguel quoted the waiter's delivered message, tilting his head slightly, then a victorious smirk flashed on his face, 'it looks like the boy's defence has begun to shake ... exactly what I thought ' he chuckled faintly.
But he wasn't done yet, " what even makes you think everyone wants you?, not like you are too beautiful, superiority complex is kind of.... Not good" he landed the final blow, and just like he had stacked the stages of his execution layer by layer, he was certain, in fact it was obvious he had practically turned the tables round.Genius!, Now look who is embarrassed, he has finally demolished that barricade.
' Easier than I thought '
Fedora couldn't even utter a word, didn't even know what to say, or how to even begin, he had really gone down that hole to destroy his life that night with liquor, and here it was, paying off in double folds.
He just fixated his gaze on the marble floor, away from that piercing intimidating eyes that searched for his soul, just staring at the floor that reflected the dancing colours of the disco lights, ' fuck!, this was more than embarrassing ' Fedora told his wasted self as he stylishly scanned the room to make sure eyes weren't still glued on them "or else I would just get a plastic surgery and start a new life in some rural area as a psych nurse"
"Well, sir, do you have anything to say to me?" Miguel broke the silence that almost stretched into an awkward standoff as he took a quick, calculated step closer, that smirk still carved on his lips.
Fedora let out a hard grunt, it took him a little while but he finally picked the courage and raised his head, locking eye contacts with the man before him, but that didn't last for long, because those eyes, made his dizziness worsen, he just needed to apologise and all this whole shit would just end, 'let's get it over with' he mumbled stealing another quick glance at the man who hitched an eyebrow in anticipation.
" Umm.... I'm.... I am..."
'fuck, this shit was not his type of thing' he wasn't used to being the first to apologise in any situation, but for some reason this man had his way, Fedora scratched his neck subtly and then.
" I am sorry for my actions, I think I have had too many... Am overstimulated " he rushed the words like every sentence burned through his throat as he delivered them.
Miguel just nodded in agreement,
" I'm really sorry, sir ", Fedora added again with a forced nervous smile while wishing he could roll his eyes out at this scumbag.
" It's okay"
Miguel assured with another nod that came with a thinned lip smile, as his palm already found its way cautiously and casually resting on the boy's shoulder, sending shivers of:' I don't know what I am feeling from this touch' that pricked Fedora's skin.
" It's obvious you've been drinking your heart out, you really look wasted— relationship issues?" Miguel asked with mock concer , not like he cared, but that was his plan to take the next step.
He was actually getting somewhere.
Fedora, still with that fake smile reciprocated the nod as he shifted uncomfortably away from the man's touch, his eyes working back to that exact spot those damn palms had rested on and then back to Miguel.
"You don't have to worry anymore, since you've apologised, I will gladly pay for the drink you broke, and if you are still interested, my offer still stands"
Fedora plastered another exaggerated hollow smile on his face, fighting the urge to protest about who actually caused why that bottle broke in the first place.
But then his brows furrowed in confusion, "What offer are you talking about, if I may ask?" It took Fedora everything he had left in his body not to show how irritated he was getting , the longer this whole conversation lasted.
"Oh, about that, I can still cover your bills, and also that of your friends, as i proposed earlier", that made Fedora sigh in relief, but Miguel wasn't done yet.
"If only you would let me...." He paused, he couldn't hide it anymore, this boy was doing numbers on him, he couldn't deny to himself anymore that he was stealing sneak peeks at the boy's fragile soft frame, his leather tank that hugged his snatched bare waist again, an absolute masterpiece, who gives birth to this Eve's? '
A little silence, before an implying smirk stretched Miguel's lips, showcasing his lower teeth briefly, "look I have an Escalade by the way"
Fedora's lips folded; he didn't know what to do with that information, but he was aware that if he didn't indulge, it would end faster.
.faster my foot.
Miguel swallowed hard, then continued, "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for, I will get it done…." he beat his chest softly, then lowered his voice as he leaned in, almost in whispers.
"If you can just follow me outside, to the back of my comfy Escalade, It's been long I had a bitch served, in my car" he finished, as he swiped his tongue across his lips waiting for final reply, already getting excited by the thoughts of how he would cup that tiny waist with just one hand and bury all of himself on that tiny Chanel, till the boy called and plead his name in parables.
Fedora, on the other hand, went stoic, completely frozen in shock and bewilderment at what he just heard. He scoffed in disbelief, picking his slackened jaw.
'back of the escalade'
'bitches served in a car'
" Me!, bitch!! , served in the back of a car!!!, unto delicacy!!!!, gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered quietly, a dry laugh escaping his lips.
'oh this was the height of it, he wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him, never! '
Miguel took another step closer, head hovering above Fedora's. The boy hadn't said a word; he was sure going to give in, he thought, still waiting for a reply, but what came next?!
Was by far, the least of things he ever expected any living human being on earth would have the guts to do, behold it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective resounding slap!!!!.
To be continued.....