Misfit

"One week. And I'm coming in with you. I'll sit at the bar during your shift."

"Your out of your ever loving mind Drew." Mike rolled his eyes as he looked at the club nervously.

"I'm staying." Drew sang. "Unless you drag me out of that club by my hair I am not leaving. And I highly suggest you do not touch the hair." Drew smirked.

"I will touch whatever I want to." He stuck his tongue out a Drew. "You made me bleed earlier, I can touch the hair." He smiled and kissed Drew's cheek.

Drew pouted.
"Please, the hair did nothing. Leave it out of this." He chuckled.

"Can we go home now?"
Mike didn't like it in this stank place.

"Course we can darlin." Drew started the car.

Mike watched as the scenery changed from out the window as his hands clutched eachother, his knuckles white.

Drew quickly drove them home, wanting time to cuddle with Mike before his shift.

Mike got out and went straight to the bed room, he needed sleep before going to work.

Drew followed him and laid down beside him.
"Night sweety." He kissed the top of his head.

"Night Drew....I love you." Mike turned on his side, his eyes drifting shut as sleep took him.

"Love you too." Drew smiled, completely content watching his boyfriend sleep.

After Mike was asleep he unconsciously rolled over and cuddled up to Drew, murmuring his name in his sleep.

Drew smiled so wide his face hurt. The sound of his name passing through Mike's lips was the sweetest thing he'd ever heard.

When sic came around and the alarm clock Mike had set began blaring, Mike cursed his life before getting up and getting dressed in his bartender uniform. Tight leather pants, and a white dress shirt that hugged his chest, showing every ripple of muscle, everything.

Drew eyed Mike appreciatively.
"Now, not that I don't enjoy that outfit. Trust me, I do." He smirked. "But I am not fond of the idea of you wearing it in front of that sleazy man you call boss." Drew pursed his lips, disapprovingly.

Mike rolled his eyes.
"Your momma says clean the gutters."
He just wanted Drew to let it go.

Drew frowned, but could not stop staring at Mike's... well Mike's everything. It all looked so perfect and desirable. He tried to hide the bulge growing in his pants.
If it could do this to him, there was no telling what it would do to the customers at that bar.

Mike giggled at the bulge in his boyfriends jeans.
"Ya like what you see Drewbie?" He inquired playfully.

"You're too sexy for your own good." Drew blushed.

Mike grinned and kissed his boyfriend.
"And im all here, for you entertainment.

"And everyone else at that club.." Drew frowned.
But he sighed and kissed his boyfriends cheek.
"Ready to go?"

"I am, you have a gutter waiting to be cleaned out." Mike smiled before getting up and going to the car.

Drew narrowed his eyes.
"I'll hurry and then I'll be over there."