The icy air nipped at Kellin's exposed fingers and face and snow covered him like fur. But he really didn't mind. He was numb to it. The wind picked up, tangling Kelllin's dark hair with it's cold fingers. His destination was in sight, the neon sign flashing multiple colors, and standing out against the dull and dark surroundings. Faint music could be heard from inside, as well as the sounds of people shouting at eachother. A woman was leaned against the bar's brick walls, a cigarette resting between her lips. As Kellin drew closer, she shifted her gaze to him, eyeing him warily as he pushed open the door and stepped into the warmth of the building.
He recognized the song now, it's lyrics all too familiar to him. It was Shiyan's favorite song. He found himself repeating the words in his head as he took a seat at the bar.
"Can I get you anything?" The bartender asked, leaning against the counter. "Whiskey and coke." Kellin mumbled, saying the first thing that came to mind and holding out his driver's license to show he was legal. He pressed a hand to his chest. There was pressure there and he didn't like it. He began to feel a little panicked, but the feeling faded as his drink was placed in front of him. However it wasn't a whiskey and coke. It looked fruity.
When Kellin opened his mouth to question it, the bartender spoke up. "You look like the type to drink fruity stuff, besides, i've found that this drink is good for helping people forget their heartbreak for a while." Cautiously Kellin took a sip of the drink, and found that it tasted alright. While he drank it, he watched the bartender as he worked, talking to customers, mixing drinks, and telling some dirty jokes in between.
And even though Kellin wouldn't say it out loud, the bartender was attractive. The odd scars on either side of his mouth were a little off putting at first, but he would be lying if he said they didn't suit him. "So how did you know I was trying to forget my heartbreak?" Kellin asked as the bartender leaned against the counter in front of him. "You don't seem like the type of person to come to a bar and get drunk for no reason." He was right. Kellin didn't like being drunk, and only if he was trying to forget one thing or another would he drink. "So Kellin, who was it that broke your heart?"
"I'd rather not say his name."
The bartender placed another drink in front of Kellin, taking his empty glass. "I'll tell you my name if you tell me his." Although he really had no desire to know the bartender's name, he saw no reason to decline. It's not as if saying Shiyan's name would kill him. "His name is Shiyan. Shiyan Jefferson."
There was silence between the two for a moment, and Kellin could see the bartender tense up. "He's the bastard than ran off with my little brother Liu. Said he broke up with his boyfriend to be with him, and the two left without warning." Kellin nearly spit out his drink in shock. "You must be Jeff then. Shiyan told me you guys are friends." "We were friends. After he started messing around with my brother around his boyfriend's back I stopped talking to him."
Jeff glanced around, noticing the population of the bar had declined severely. "Kellin, would you object to coming home with me tonight?" He asked, a suggestive glint in his eyes. "I wouldn't say no." Kellin said, and finished his second drink. "Why don't you stick around while I close the bar and we can leave together." Although it had only been a week since Shiyan left, and the feelings for him still lingered within Kellin, he wouldn't mind a one night stand.