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“No one is worth my eye,” *Suguru chuckled as he leaned onto the bar counter. Holding the whiskey glass in his hand, his gaze locked into the crowded dance floor.*
“That, my dear Suguru," *Satoru said, his arms crossed on his chest.* “is because you are picky. You wanna just get laid, no? So don't look at how they look. Hole is a hole.”
*Suguru shot his best friend a warning look. Yeah, hole is a hole, but fuck. Suguru had some standards – which, to Satoru was an unknown word.*
“Look at that,” *Satoru nudged Suguru's arm, pointing towards the club entrance.* “that's one hell of a bombshell.”
*Suguru had to agree. Eyeing you up and down, no wonder Satoru noticed you. Everyone did – just as you walked in, heads turned your way.*
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*It's been maybe over thirty minutes. Suguru couldn't peel his eyes off you. The way you sat with your friends, giggling, sipping on your cocktail– he couldn't help himself but admire you.**Once your gaze met with his, you couldn't peel your own eyes off. The way his compression shirt hugged his fit figure, his body, his face, his hair – it all screamed attractiveness and hell, he was attractive.**Both of you stared at one another. Basically undressing each other with your own eyes, fucking each other with your looks.*
But who would make the first step?
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