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Another night fell on the neon Night City and V had just finished another gig and wanted nothing more to kick back and relax. For a brief moment he thought about seeking company for the night, but a certain rockerboy who was in his head probably wouldn’t help. Perhaps V would try though, it’s not like it would be the toughest challenge he’s faced.
Once home, V shrugged off his jacket and kicked off his shoes before heading to the shower. It had been a long day and he wanted nothing more to wash off the grime of the City.
“Got a big night planned?” Johnny glitched into existence on the sofa and kicked his feet up onto the small coffee table. Arrogant asshole acting like he owns the place.
V’s best line of offence was not to let Johnny get the attention he was demanding. “Can’t hear you!” V shouted out loud to be heard over the shower, deciding to wash thoroughly in preparation incase he does meet a fella at the bar.
“I fuckin’ knew it,” the rockerboy appeared leaning against the shower wall, casually taking a drag from his digital cigarette.
“Fuck Johnny, some privacy please!” V tried to cover himself from the ghost in his head. Turning away and trying to get further under the stream of lukewarm water to get away from the man.
“Ain’t nothing I’ve not seen before,” he threw the cigarette butt into non existence. “You planning to get laid tonight huh? Good for you kid.” Johnny crossed his arms and nodded at the younger man who refused to meet his gaze.
V turned away from Johnny with a scowl, ignoring him the best he could. If the Samurai star knew of his crush deep down it would only lead to more teasing and misery. After rinsing himself off he wrapped a towel around his waist and made his way towards his closet. It took V a moment to finally decide what to wear but settled on something casual for once. Ditching the heavily armoured garments for something more revealing and form fitting, nothing super fancy just some tight jeans and a crop top.
Finally satisfied with his appearance, and the fact he’d managed to ignore Johnny’s unwanted comments the whole time, V left his apartment and headed into the night.
Once he arrived at the crowded club, V headed straight towards the bar and ordered a drink. The glass didn’t even hit the counter before V snatched it up and downed it in one. Turning around he crossed his arms and leant back against the counter, looking to see who to approach. His eyes landed on a burly man sitting at the end of the bar staring into his drink. He looked kinda rough around the edges but V was into that.
“Really V?” Johnny made himself known sitting on the bar next to the man, “poor fucker looks like he’s had a fight with life and lost.”
“No one asked for your opinion,” the merc dismissed Johnny and tried to approach the guy.
“I’m telling ya V, he probably can’t even get it up with all that depression on his face,” Johnny waved his cigarette around the man’s face, not affecting him in any way.
V took a moment to look at this guy closer, yeah he may be feeling a little desperate since it’s been so long but this guy wasn’t that bad was he? With a shake of his head, he looked around again in the hopes of a real looker. A smart looking man was sitting at a table with a colourful cocktail looking around quite contently, V caught his eye and flashed a cheeky smile.
“This ones a corp rat and you know it,” again Johnny appeared next to the man he was insulting.
“Looks like this tool doesn’t even know how to use that tool between his legs.”
V sighed and rubbed his face and decided he needed more liquid courage if he was gonna make it through this. He ignored the ‘corp rat’ and went back to the bar.
“Real shame, you dressed up all pretty and no ones gonna hold you,” Johnny glitched onto the stall next to V and took his sunglasses off. “Maybe if you went to a proper bar and not a shitty dive like this, you’d be in luck.”
“Why don’t you just disappear for the night huh?” V had gotten used to the other man being a constant unwanted companion but this time he was being too much.
“Look I get it, you wanna get fucked. It’s been what? Since before I got stuck in your head? You must be real fuckin’ pent up,” Johnny lit a new cigarette out of habit at this point. “I’m not stopping you,” he casually spun around and lounged against the bar looking uninterested in the whole situation.
Of course Johnny was an asshole, he always was, but he’s crossed a line and V was mad. Annoyingly though he couldn’t do anything about it incase he looked like a complete idiot in the middle of the club, so he contained his anger for now. “You’re just jealous aren’t you? A ghost that can’t feel anything anymore and you hate it,” V felt proud of that comeback and with that he strutted back to the dance floor not even bothering with Johnny’s response.
V found a spot on the dance floor he let the music wash over him and he tried to forget the crappy world for just a few minutes.
“Look, you caught someone’s attention,” Johnny flashed next to V and gestured towards a fashionable guy shimmying towards them. It didn’t take long for V to make eye contact and give a little smirk before Johnny gave his opinion again, “I take it back, this guys got no rhythm clearly. Doesn’t bode well for fuckin’ does it.” V could have sworn he heard a deep chuckle under the rocker boys breath but it was hard to tell with the loud music.
“One sec,” V brushed off his dance partner and headed to the bathroom and hung his head over the sink. This was turning into much more of a challenge than he thought, but he’d be damned if he let that asshole Johnny win. V stood up and straightened his clothes and headed back out
The night continued and Johnny kept sharing his unwanted opinion on every man V took an interest in: “That one’s eyes are too close together.” “If he smells as bad as he looks he ain’t worth it.” “This one looks like he doesn’t even know what sex is.” “V I’m sure this one’s even older than me.”
V was getting frustrated. He didn’t want to hear Johnny’s wrong opinions on every guy he was trying to hook up with. It wasn’t like he could even ignore him, the rocker boy demanded attention whether you wanted to give it or not. It didn’t matter if it was good or bad, attention was attention.
“Too much chrome on that one, wouldn’t give you that warmth you’re desperately craving,” Johnny laid on the bar, vaguely gesturing at the man V had been speaking to.
“Why don’t you mind your own fucking business,” V finally snapped. He glared at the man he was just talking to before standing and marching towards the exit.
“Leaving so soon?” Johnny leaning now against the doorframe as the other man walked by him.
“You got what you wanted didn’t you! I’m going home” It had been so long since V had been with anyone, since before the whole biochip incident and it looks like it’s gonna stay that way. Johnny had fucking won.
“Hold on now V,” Johnny blocked V’s path, stopping the man even if he knew Johnny had no real physical presence. The rocker boy tapped the side of his head, “I got an idea brewing.” He took a step closer and tried to hide his smugness when V took a step back. The young merc remained silent unsure what Johnny was planning. Against his better judgement he let the other man crowd him against the wall.
“So then sunshine,” Johnny casually put an arm above V on the wall and crowded into his space, “since I feel sorry for ya, how about I treat you to something special?” Johnny removed his glasses and they faded into nothing.
It took V all his willpower to keep his composure infront of the rocker boy, this is like one of his wildest dreams coming true but under all the wrong circumstances. V looked to the side stubbornly, “thanks, but I don’t need your pity.” He tried to shake Johnny off him but he was finding it hard to move under the intense gaze of the other man.
“I’d treat you better than any of those gonks in there,” Johnny got closer and V held his breath. “I’ve had my fair share of experience, unlike those clowns, I know how to use mine.”
V stood there motionless, to a passerby he was just leaning against a wall but to him he was under an intense gaze of a forgotten rockstar. He swallowed. He’d be lying if he hadn’t thought about it, but Johnny was just fucking with him. Any minute now and Johnny would break and admit it was all a prank. V didn’t want that, “you can stop fuckin’ with me now.”
“Oh but V, fuckin’ you is exactly what I plan to do.”