Berwald was bored, so bored. Why was he at a club he had no clue. Well actually he did. He allowed Magnus to take him here so he would shut up about him being a stick in the mud. But it was loud, annoying, bright because of all the flashing lights, kind of smelly due to what he had to guess was people puking from getting drunk off their ass. He just needed to wait a little longer until he could leave since he said he'd stay for at least fourth five minutes and he didn't want Magnus being a pain and annoying him over not staying. He sat at the bar until from the corner of his eye he saw someone. They were short, with shiny blonde hair, had a chubby looking face, and bright violet eyes. He was surprised when they turned towards him and started talking. He was actually caught off guard.

"Hey ." The person smile at him and stuck out his tongue a little, chucking afterwards.

He could tell almost right away and was sure once he smelt their breath, they were drunk.

"Helloooo? Handsome? ?" They were persistent about wanting to talk to him.

"Mh, hey." He murmured while looking at them. It was a guy now that he got a better look at him. He was cute too. But gosh was he drunk. And he was making him feel embarrassed because he called him handsome.

"Want to dance stranger?" The smaller man held out a hand and winked at him.

No. He didn't want to dance. But maybe he could kill sometime. "Sure."

Berwald danced with the stranger on the crowded dance floor going along with whatever he was doing. When the smaller man looked tired out he helped him over to bar.

"So handsome, what's your name?" He batted his eyelashes at him and grinned.

"Yers first."

"Tino. Now yours big guy."

"Berwald." He took out his cellphone to check the time. Just a little longer and he could go. He didn't really mind this little guy talking to him though even though he was drunk. And he had a nice name, and face. If he wasn't shy and awkward he'd ask the little man for him number, but besides that he was so drunk he probably didn't know his number.

The stranger Tino, grabbed Berwald's phone from him. "I think you are cute big guy. Would you mind if I took your number and gave you mine?" He shot a smile at him. If he wasn't drunk he'd never have the guts to walk up to such a hunk and ask for his number.

He nodded his head at Tino's question. Gosh, he was getting such a cute guys number. He rubbed the back of his neck and looked to the side. He tried to stay focused on not getting embarrassed. He got his phone back after a minute and it looked like Tino added his number then sent a text to his number as well. It said 'A big cutie from last night! Don't wuss out, call him! :)' So Tino was shy when he wasn't drunk and he should actually expect a call?

When Berwald's time at the club was over he said bye to Tino and felt. He had just been listening to him ramble on about his dog and how great the music and alcohol was until he left. He occasionally just let out hums to show he was listening or small yeahs and okays.


I wanted to try writing a fanfic and actually going though with it, only if it gets reviews though. Tino is a Trans man in this, but of course that hasn't come up yet. Any suggestions about my writing or any ideas would be greatly appreciated. Thanks for reading.