Sorry for late updates. Hope you like it and for those who think I suck... Well haters can go fuck themselves.

Today Matt was heading to a place he never thought he would go to. Technically legal. He wanted to just go home and lock himself up with his technology for a few weeks... Or months. But Mike was the one who texted him, saying that he wanted to meet up and hang out with a few others. He could never say no the guy he secretly loved.

When he got there he immediately started looking for the young Washington. No luck. He ran into different strippers who offered to give him a lap dance and some even offered to 'show him a good time'. He was going to leave until he saw a familiar face. Two actually. Pg Gat and Ken DeWynter. They sat at the bar, laughing together. He walked over to the two, hoping they would know where Mike would be. He tapped on Pg's shoulder. Pg's green eyes looked up at the Decker. He grinned.

"Hey, Miller. What's up?"

"The ceiling."

"Funny. I didn't think you'd actually come here."

"I didn't think they'd let you two into a place like this."

"Well how did you get in?"

"No one was there to stop me."

"Lucky."

"How did you two get in?"

"They invented fake I.D's for a reason."

"But-"

"Look, we're here to have fun. Not talk about how we got in."

Ken nodded in agreement.

"Well, I was wondering if you know where Mike is."

"Oh yeah, he's over there."

Pg pointed toward one of the booths in the strip club. Matt turned and saw Mike sitting in the booth with a stripper who had made herself at home on his hips. Matt balled his hands into fists. He was jealous, but he knew couldn't do anything about it. He walked over. Matt called Mike's name. Mike looked past the stripper and waved him over with a smile. When Matt reached the booth Mike politely asked the stripper to get off of his hips.

"Hey, Matty. I'm glad you came."

"Yeah. So why did you want me here? You wanted to talk?"

"No man, I just wanted a day with the boys. Y'know what I mean?"

"I... Uh…. No."

"Guess you never got out with your pals."

"I didn't go out at all. And I never had any companions."

"You do now."

Matt chuckled and nodded. Mikes attention was turned back to the curvy stripper, much to Matt's dismay. He didn't want to sit there and watch that whore take all of Mike's attention. What the hell was going to do about it, though? Matt looked at the seductive look the stripper was receiving from Mike. He knew the answer, but he still asked himself. Why couldn't he get that kind of attention? He got up and left the booth, not wanting to be in the club any longer. Mike saw this and jogged toward the Decker. When he caught up to him he grabbed Matts hand. Matt felt his cheeks heat up. He looked at the Washington before him.

"Dude, don't leave. You just got here."

"I'm sorry, but I don't feel comfortable in a place like this. I really think I should go."

Mike gave a look of disappointment. He hesitantly let go of his hand.

"Okay, well….. I'll see you later."

Matt nodded and left the building. He remembered that look of disappointment on Mike's face when he said he wanted to leave. Was he disappointed that Matt didn't wanna party, or was he disappointed that he left? Matt didn't wanna think about it too much. He just focused on the path to his apartment.

Hope that was good. See you guys next chapter.

Love,

Ki-sama