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The music was almost fully cut off when the door fell close behind him. He crossed the small corridor pushing the metallic door open with his shoulder before stepping out in the mild summer night air.
Aleksi took a deep breath, enjoying the clean air in his lungs after hours of stuffy air inside the club or, well, bar.
In the dim shine of the yellowish light above the door, Aleksi could only make out the silhouette of his co-worker. He eyed him for a moment. Soft, slightly wet, dark-blond curls, still slightly sticky from hair wax but most of it had been washed out by sweat during the night. Cuffed black jeans from which Aleksi knew that they showed off the two tattoos on either ankle. A black leather jacket was hanging over his shoulders but it wasn't properly worn.
He was pretty, Aleksi found (as always).
Olli turned around, feeling the gaze on his body as always.
“You know, I've seen the way you look at me when you think I don't notice, Alex.”
Aleksi was startled for a second before he smiled sweetly. “Oh really? I could say the same about you, dear bartender.”
Aleksi walked down the few steps which lead to the small backyard of the bar, stepping closer to Olli.
“And I have a feeling you quite enjoy what you see,” he teased looking into Olli's eyes.
“Hmm…maybe. But that's kind of your job, isn't it? Looking pretty for the customers.”
“It's yours as well,” Aleksi said, stepping into Olli's personal space.
Olli stayed where he was, looking back at Aleksi. He didn't mind this, not at all actually.
Yes, he had had an eye on him for a while and none of them could deny that there had been a tension between them for weeks now.
Aleksi hesitated, looking at Olli for approval before letting his hand travel up the naked arms, gently pulling the leather jacket back up before resting his hands on Olli's neck.
“Kiss me.”