Drunken Exposure

Jinhong Eijirou looked at him with ruby eyes full of curiosity and a little caution. Lan Wuxian's violet eyes hinted amusement at his sudden discomfort, showing peaked interest and mild respect but Lan Yibo he was the scariest; the golden gaze pierced him to his soul, both as a warning and a promise - to absolutely not hurt one of his husband's precious people, thus someone Lan Zhan would protect at all costs.

Lan Yibo's husband loved the light brunette as much as he loved their son Lan Sizhui. BamBam felt himself sweat-drop at the golden gaze which marked him as a hunter would mark its prey. What was in actuality less than a minute felt like hours, BamBam felt as if the tension levels at the table thickened noticeably.

"Hey. Ya know it doesn't matter anymore. Well... it does but right now I don't give a shit, I don't give a fuck, just let it go. BB told me he hasn't worked for that mother-fucking cunt in three and a half years. That's why I asked you how long he'd been around Lan Yibo, 'cuz he told me Izuka Yang found out his ass was in love with my sorry ass and threatened my life to make him leave, so BB left but I thought he didn't... You guys will have to do a reading on me or some shit because I swear it was fucking BB here that messed me up all those times, ya know? Being the uptight loyal dog that I believed he was but he said he was here in Liánhuā Hú the whole time and not in Qīpiàn City with me an' the cockroach where I thought he was. And Lan Zhan verified this just before so I really believe him and I'm so relieved that it wasn't BB but the question's now who the shit WAS the dude pretending to be the person I loved all this time and was it a thing to make me turn against him or hate him because Izuka Yang didn't like having competition for anything that he thought was HIS POSSESSION. BamBam fucking abandoned me and I didn't even know it. I had no fucking clue and he didn't come back for me. I mean, really, how damn special am I, yeah? Seriously, this afternoon I thought this bastard was like over a thousand fucking miles away and then he waltzes into my room as bold as ya want while I'm in the middle of a fucking panic attack over none other than Izuka-fucking-Yang and his bunch of thugs, my ex-goddamn-boyfriend turned torturer. So, anyways, I think I'm gonna die because my ex-boyfriend and his fuckers has found me after all this time just when I think I'm finally fucking away from that bullshit and can maybe - MAYBE - have a clean life away from all that shit and I can be happy for the first time in like five goddamn years but I'm gonna be dragged away from everything that's finally fucking good in my life," he gestured wildly with his hands to indicate the bar and all the people in it,

"I thought I was gonna be taken away from you guys without getting the chance to say I'm so fucking sorry for the trouble I caused and to say thank you for accepting me for all my broken pieces and for loving me and caring about me even if I am so screwed up. I'm over being terrified all the fucking time and living in fear that I'm gonna be found or that I'm gonna lose you all - that I'll disappear one day and you'll just think I left without saying shit when really I'd be dead or worse. I could be confined by the sadistic piece of shit or they'd be torturing me for fun when really I don't want to leave! I just wanna stay here with you all and I wanna stay with you 'cause you guys are like my Dads and I love you so much and I can't thank you enough for saving me when you didn't have to and even you, Eijirou you bastard, I love you too for accepting my scarred self and for protecting me an' looking out for me an' shit. 'Cuz you guys all accept me for my fucked up self, you don't pressure me for anything. Though sometimes I really think you should like now when I keep saying I don't wanna do anything about my ex-damned-boyfriend and I say just wanna forget my ex boyfriend when the truth is that I'll never forget him for even a minute. I won't be able to ever erase the shit he and his fucking asshole gang put me through especially when I see the scars every single fucking time I look in the mirror..." Mitzuki paused to take a breath after his rant to pour himself another shot of liquor but BamBam quickly intervened handing him a cup with tea instead.

"I've fucking loved this pink haired bastard for the longest time and I never told him. I thought he was one of the pieces of shit who was torturing me the whole time and I didn't know it wasn't him and you... you've got the... those photos?... Lan Wuxian," the black suited male nodded letting the brunette ramble, counting down to when he'd pass out.

"Show them to BamBam, see if he sticks around then, ha! Even I wouldn't like myself if I saw 'em before I knew me. Show 'im the photos before you send 'em to the Feds and the DNA samples and other shit you got taken from me when you found me. Start the process 'cuz if we don' do it an' 'e finds me... He'll kill me. Izuka Yang will kill me dead. Then all ya lives'll be in danger 'cuz he'll kill everyone who ever helped me. Please? Ying, Zhan - don' let me keep hurt'n m'self an' you guys like this... Please. Please do it..." As the last word left Kim Mitzuki's lips, his forehead fell onto the table and he started snoring gently. Lan Wuxian snorted at the sight and when his violet eyes met Lan Yibo's serious golden ones he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Lan Zhan our son has your alcohol tolerance and when y-" his sentence was stopped swiftly by the white dressed males' lips on his own. Jinhong Eijirou whined as he came back to investigate the overly loud laughter in the hush of the early afternoon and saw his friend snoring on the table.

"Lan Wuxian! Did you serve Emperors Smile to Mitzu again? Man, now I gotta haul his dead ass upstairs." The way Jinhong Eijirou talked sounded to BamBam that it would not be the first time the waiter and bartender helped his friend. The pinkette missed the spark of mischief in Eijirou's red eyes.

"Hey BamBam, you could take Mitzuki up for us yeah? Lan Yibo - can he take Kim up to his room for us? That way he won't be left sleeping it off on the table 'til I finish in a few hours or cause trouble for you later. Is that okay with you?" The dark brunette spoke quickly to convince the older of the two Lan's. Golden eyes solemnly studied the pink haired male for a moment before nodding curtly.

"Mn. Take him up and stay until he wakes. I have business with Wei Ying." Lan Yibo spoke in a low husky voice. Lan Wuxian had a wide cat-like grin on his face and amusement dancing in his eyes. Lan Yibo stared at his husband for a moment with the tips of his ears a delicate red,

"Shameless. Come."

"Ooh, Lan Zhan, you are daring today husband." He winked cheekily,

"What is going to be my punishment?" One delicate eyebrow raised in response. The black suited male looked at the three while scooting out of the booth and his husband following him with his usual elegance and grace.

"Tell Mitzuki I'll get this started when he comes to," *waves the file in his hand* "I'm off to spend time with my husband. You three play nice with each other and don't do anything I wouldn't do!" Lan Yibo had a firm hold of Lan Wuxian's wrist as he whispered something in his ear causing his cheeks to flush a pretty red, his violet eyes widened and his jaw fell slack.

Lan Wuxian jumped into his husbands strong arms wrapping his legs around white clad hips and the white suited male holding the smaller male's thighs nodded to the group of juniors, making his way swiftly to the exit with his husband wrapped tightly around him.