unknownrival | [RL with Birkin - you! I wanna take you to a gay bar!]

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[RL with Birkin - you! I wanna take you to a gay bar!]

"I don't know what to do in this situation," Issei explained, gripping his drink (water) tightly. He was considering clinging to Birkin, the only familiar person in this whole place.

They were at a bar. A gay bar. For people looking for dates. Issei already had a boyfriend. Even if he had been single, he wasn't one for the loose atmosphere. What was going on? Why was he at such a place?

Well, because Birkin had asked him to and he'd accepted. Now here he was, nervously looking around and trying not to panic.

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Stein just looked at Birkin, then rolled his eyes. "No, you never bring people home. Wesker must be crazy, and Adachi and Shito were hallucinations. I'll go find some clean bedding for Issei," he said.

He dragged the chair back a little ways, off of the lobby flooring. Then he sat down again and pushed off with one foot, slowly rolling himself back down the hallway.

"...I'm fine." Issei watched Stein go, warily. "May I make an honest comment here? Your boyfriend is a little scary."

Issei sighed. "Yes, I'm fine with asking him. But are you going to be okay? He won't hurt you, will he?" Concern crept into his voice without him even realizing it. "I didn't mean to cause you trouble. I'm very sorry."

"I know, isn't he great?" Birkin said with a very honest, slightly delusional smile.

Birkin simply shrugged. "Yeah, probably. To both." He smirked at the concern. "Don't worry about it, Issei, I can take care of myself. Plus, it's not like Stein's going to kill me. He likes me too much." He ruffled Issei's hair playfully. "You're not causing trouble, it's my own damn fault for drinking." Birkin let out a laugh. "Don't apologize, really, it's nothing!"

"But I don't want you to get hurt... even if you tell me to not apologize, I won't accept it if my presence has led to you being harmed," Issei huffed, feeling his overprotective streak rise within him. "I'll do whatever I can to make this up to you, so just say the word."

Birkin snickered. "So that's how that guy managed to start kissing you. He bought you a drink and made you 'pay him back'." He smirked darkly. "How do you know I'm not going to ask for the same exact thing?"

His face lightened up and he was starting to laugh loudly. "Issei, what world do you live in where you think I don't like it? There really isn't a reason to make this up to me, seriously." He giggled a bit.

Issei rolled his eyes and began to list off reasons. "One, you have a boyfriend. You have no need to turn to me for this sort of thing. Two, your boyfriend is in the building. Seriously annoying him by cheating on him where he could see would be a stupid idea. Three, I know who you are and where to find you. I can easily tell my friends what happened, and then you would seriously regret doing it. And four, I simply trust you not to take advantage of my kindness like that. It isn't worth breaking my trust, is it?"

He raised an eyebrow. "You mean you enjoy that? ...I didn't need to have that much information."

Birkin laughed harder. "Sorry, but you'd just keep insisting on apologizing if I didn't say it!" He ruffled Issei's hair again. "You're adorably innocent sometimes, you know that?"

"But you're right, I wouldn't do that. Because I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a total creep. At least not when it comes to things like that." Birkin smirked and winked.

"I'm not adorable!" Issei squeaked, glaring ineffectively at Birkin but not protesting the touch. "Really, I'm not!"

"...Good. I trust you, but please don't give me reasons to do otherwise," Issei commented, still blushing. "I would hate to lose a friend that way, particularly one I like so much."

"Awww! You're so sweet!" he slurred, dragging Issei closer and into a hug. "We're friends. You trust me and everything." Birkin was grinning like a loon at this point. "Hope you don't mind the couch too much. And if you see a cat wandering around, I promise he's not infected with anything so don't worry too much!"

Issei blinked, but returned the hug. "Of course we're friends. Why wouldn't I trust you, apart from the obvious reasons?" He offered Birkin a small smile. "Don't worry. A monk should be used to much more uncomfortable conditions than a couch. And I like cats, so there shouldn't be any issues there at all."

Stein returned, heralded by a cloud of smoke, with his arms loaded down with a pile of bedding.

"Here we go!" he said around the cigarette in his mouth, starting to spread the sheet over the couch. He had a nice soft duvet and a pillow. Issei should be comfortable.

Birkin pulls away from Issei, smiling sheepishly. He sort of wondered where Stein found the sheets, but he'd never really looked through the various closets in the house so maybe there were extra linens tucked away somewhere.

He gave Issei a quick half smile. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to let me know, alright? Just, uh, knock first." A blush crept across his face.

However red Birkin's face might have been, Issei's was twice so. The thought of interrupting whatever Birkin and Stein were getting up to in their spare time... "I-I won't forget. You can count on it."

Stein snickered softly, quickly making up the bed for the boy.

"Sleep well, Issei-kun~ and watch out for Krauser. He's cranky in the morning."

Then he sobered and reached for Birkin, hooking two fingers in the back of his collar. "You're coming with me, William."

Birkin made a squawking noise before turning around and following Stein out of the living room, waving slightly at Issei as he left. "See you in the morning."

"Y...you too," Issei mumbled, before burying his face in his hands. "I didn't need to think about that..."

Stein grinned, his fingers still hooked in Birkin's collar as he walked all the way back to their bedroom. "So you killed someone and brought home a stray," he said, twisting the knob to open the door and leaning in close as if to kiss his boyfriend. "Sounds like you had an exciting night."

He chucked. "And I drove through those sea mines while I was drunk. It was quite the adventure." Birkin smirked, wrapping his arms around Stein's neck, though whether it was from affection or whether he was worried he was going to fall over was very debatable. "He's scared of you. Thinks you're going to hurt me." He leans in the rest of the way and gives Stein a quick kiss.

"I probably am," Stein said ominously, but he was grinning. He hummed into the kiss and pushed them both through the door, kicking it closed behind him.

"So tell me about your adventure," he said, tugging at Birkin's clothes. He was pretty sure Issei wasn't Birkin's type, so the possessiveness was more playful than anything else. He was just honestly curious about what the hell was going on here.

Plus he liked Birkin when he was drunk and happy.

Birkin obediently unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor. "Well, I invited Issei out to a gay bar with me. I figured the kid could use some help in the flirting department." He smirked and giggled a bit. "And you know how good I am at it! So I told him to go flirt with a few people, I got a bit distracted and wasn't watching him." A small blush crept across Birkin's cheeks. "And then this asshole started getting all touchy feely with the kid and I... Accidentally killed him when my virus decided to activate itself. I don't think Issei noticed, though."

He wound his arms around Stein's waist, goofy smile on his face. "So what'd you get up to while I was gone?"

Stein pulled his own shirt off while Birkin spoke, letting it fall to the floor. He wrapped his arms around Birkin and pushed him gently to the bed, straddling him.

"You accidentally killed him? Now who's the hero?" Stein teased, running his fingers greedily over the scars he'd left in Birkin's chest.

"Hmm, I didn't do too much. Tuned up your moth and gave it a new power source," he murmured, bending to kiss and nuzzle along Birkin's throat. "I didn't get to flirt with any underaged boys, that's for sure."

"Maybe my Tyrant side is more heroic than I am," he said with a small snicker.

Birkin sighed contentedly. This was nice. A small part of him wished Issei could see them simply so he could say 'Told you he wouldn't hurt me.' His blush suddenly got darker at Stein's insinuation. "I-I wasn't flirting with him! I swear I wasn't! I love you and only you." He leaned up and kissed at his neck desperately. "What do I have to do to prove that to you? Because whatever it is, I'll do it."

"Maybe, but I doubt it," Stein murmured, smiling. "I like to think there's a secret heroic side to you, buried under everything else."

He nuzzled and nibbled at his throat, drawing his fingernails down Birkin's chest. The blunt nails caught on the raised scar tissue and he shivered as a rush of heat went through him.

"I know you love me," he whispered. "I know it, William. Besides, he doesn't seem like your type. But I like to keep you on your toes."

Birkin gasped slightly as he was scratched. The sensation wasn't painful exactly, but it still felt strange as anything, especially on the fresher scars. He forced himself to hold still and not flinch away, though, honestly worried Stein was just paying him lip service and really was offended he ran off with Issei for the night.

"Don't scare me like that," he mumbled, running his fingers through Stein's hair. "You know how paranoid I get..."

"I know," Stein murmured, lifting up and stealing a kiss. "You're enough to make me paranoid too, you know," he went on, a little severely. "Leaving a message with an obvious lie, coming home drunk. Really, you're lucky I believe you about what you did, and don't think you're lying."

He slid a knee between Birkin's legs, pressing his knee right up against his balls. It wasn't painful, but not the most comfortable thing he'd ever done, either. "You aren't lying, right?"

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