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"Yes, of course i'll work this out..." Izzy scratched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes as he took a long breath.
He couldn't stand the neighbor's complaining about the loud noises and couldn't stand his roomate.
"Okay, bye..." he ended the call and threw himself against the back wall of the club where he worked, looking up at the starry sky.
Izzy snapped out of his trance when the door to the back was flung open, revealing a tall, blond man. He wore tight jeans and a leather jacket.
From what he could see, he seemed to be trying to light a cigarette but the lighter didn't help, failing with every attempt.
"Shit..." he muttered and turned to toss the lighter into the trash cans, but ended up almost hitting izzy. "Oh man, sorry, I didn't even see you there! Did I hit you?"
"No" Izzy replied and shook his head.
He tried not to maintain eye contact with the blonde, you could tell he wasn't in the mood to talk by the serious expression, he was angry.
"Um... Do you have a lighter there?" well, not all that angry.
"I do" he reached into his pocket as he approached with a cigarette between his lips. "Can i have one?" he didn't get a verbal response, the taller one handed him the pack and as soon as Izzy took one he put it back.
Izzy put the cigarette between his lips and the man bent down so they were the same height, Izzy hadn't noticed the height difference until then.
As he braced a hand on the wall behind him, Izzy could feel both his breath hitting his face and the strong scent of perfume mixed with booze.
He pushed those thoughts out of his mind and focused on lighting their cigarette, taking the first drag and then exhaling.
"I'm Duff, what about you?" Duff straightened his posture but remained leaning against the wall, his hand close to his face.
"Izzy."
"Nice to meet you, Izzy" he pulled away completely and popping the cigarette back into his mouth. As soon as he was about to exit the alley, Izzy ran after him, an idea welling up in his mind.
"Hey," he stopped beside him, met with a curious look "Can I ask you something?"
"Whatever you want, baby."
Izzy's eyes widened but couldn't help but smile at his speech. He spent so long trying to remember what he was going to order that he didn't even realize he was staring at the blonde.
"Do you mind giving me a ride?"
He finally asked and Duff's face relaxed, an inviting smile forming on his mouth.
Fucking cute blonde...
"Get in there" he nodded towards the car a little further on and Izzy got in right after him, indicating where he lived.
Duff was driving in silence, enjoying his cigarette and the music playing on the radio Izzy decided to do the same, enjoy the cigarette and... The good view he had of the blonde's legs, the jeans valued his thighs well...
"So… What were you doing in the back of the club?" Duff broke the silence as soon as they stopped at a red light.
"Gathering up the courage to go home... What about you?"
"I had an argument and decided to leave."
Silence was present again, accompanied by the smell of cigarettes.
It didn't take long for them to reach Izzy's house. He didn't even have to get out of the car to see flashing lights coming out of his apartment window. He huffed and ran his hands over his face, he could foresee another fine coming out.
"Thanks, really... If there's anything I can do to make it up..." with that, Duff looked him up and down, smiling and biting his lower lip.
"And what can I ask?"
Izzy looked out of the car and shrugged, looking at Duff again.
"Whatever you want, baby."