It was just a normal Friday night at Chez Chez. The music blasted and the drinks were flowing. The dance floor filled as the night went on.
Brendan had spent most of the week in his office, hardly taking any interest in what was happening at the club at all. But tonight was different.
For some reason, Brendan found himself watching over Steven as he re-stocked the shelves with a variety of drinks, and served the regulars at the bar.
He noticed that young Steven was looking particularly attractive this evening; with his hair gelled up at the front and his tanned face and neck appearing just above the open neck of his work shirt. To Brendan, Steven was the most beautiful human being he'd ever laid eyes on; although he'd never tell him that.
He watched as Steven served the customers with that cheery smile on his face. He admired Steven's work ethic.
He observed him closely from the other side of the room, adoring the young barman. That was until he noticed a shy but cheeky grin appear across Steven's face.
He looked to the 5'7 guy that stood in front of Steven at the bar; blonde hair and brown eyed. He appeared to be edging closer to Steven as he whispered something in his ear. Brendan began to see Red as his patience was wearing thin. What did this guy think he was doing, trying to make moves on his Steven?
He noticed Steven shaking his head as the guy gestured for him to follow him to the nearest exit. Brendan couldn't quite believe that was going on. He thought Steven and him were moving forward, why was he getting involved with any old randomer?
Brendan's heart ached at the sight of it.
Eventually, the guy seemed to have got the message and left the club not long after and Brendan breathed a shaky sigh of relief.
Steven was his and no one was going to take him away again. It was at this moment that Brendan realised he needed to do something to make sure Steven knew this too…