[Gift] Two Grumps Drink Together. What could go wrong?
Somehow for whatever fucking reason Ione still couldn't come up with, they had been invited by and forcefully dragged along with their best friend and partner, Limon and Varrik to go drinking with some of others from Shadow Syndicate.
Really it was more so Ione could keep an eye on Limon who had considerably lower tolerance compared to Ione. Someone had to keep the citrusy lust in line after all.
Much to Ione's chagrin, they had been immediately ditched at the bar entrance with a cheerful hug from Limon and a nibble on their ears from Varrik. Sighing deeply they scanned the area before making a beeline for the bar counter. Once they had gotten seated on one of stools they immediately plopped their head into their arms.
"You got ditched huh?" A quiet yet grumpy voice called for their attention and Ione jolted up at the familar voice only to meet Viscili's eyes.
"Didn't even feign to lose me. Straight up ditched me at the entrance." They grumbled as they jolted a thumb over their shoulder at where Limon and Varrik were most likely to be at. Viscili huffed in amusement as he spotted Vadim approaching the pair.
"I'm going to kill those two." "No you won't." "You're right and I hate it." Ione groaned as the bartender set down a drink by them.
"......How's your tolerance to alcohol?" Viscili pondered, having seen Limon's tolerance in the past.
"Thankfully better than Limon's." Ione answered as they sipped their first drink, slightly amused at Viscili's huff of approval.
"....How long you think it's gonna take her to get into someone's bed?" Viscili wanted to know about Ione's thoughts regarding the citrusy list. They glanced over in her direction and simply stated
"Already happening." It was true, Limon had already began to flirt with a random bun and it looked steamy.
The pair returned to their shared silence as they sipped their drinks. Occasionally few buns would go to check on Viscili, see that he's in good company and leave him be. Ione glanced over to see that Varrik was keeping an eye on them while talking to some other buns. Ione returned to their drink only to note that it was empty. Immediately ordering another drink, Ione rested their chin in a hand with soft hum.
"Limon's already gone." Viscili remarked and Ione glanced over to scan for the citrusy bun; sighing when they spotted her taking quick leave with some random bun, the same one from earlier.
"Told you so."
"You don't seem surprised." Viscili raised an eyebrow.
"No reason to. We were littermates so I picked up on her tells quickly. She'll be fine." Ione shrugged as they sipped their alcoholic drink.
When Viscili glanced up behind Ione shortly afterwards, they knew what was going to happen and they were proven correct when Varrik wrapped his arms around them from behind and nibbled on their ears.
"Leave my ears alone." Ione sighed as Viscili snickered into his drink.
"But they're Snackable." Ione groaned lightly at Varrik's response and then again when Viscili snorted once again into his drink.
"I know they're ir-ear-resistible but even so...." "Oh that was horrible." Viscili groaned at the terrible pun Ione had cracked.
"I'm fine through. Viscili is decent company." Ione huffed "And Limon's ditched me to get laid as well. The usual." They knew Varrik found that amusing from his low rumbling into their ears before pulling away with another nibble.
"My ears." Ione pouted after Varrik had departed from their presence.
"He do have a thing for biting and nibbles."
"I hadn't noticed." Viscili choked on his drink at Ione's voice dripping in heavy sarcasm. The bartender seemed mildly amused at the sight as the pair easily received another refill on their drinks.
"Staying overnight at the burrow or heading out?"
"You think Varrik would let me go home after this?" Ione smiled slightly and Viscili had to concede the point.
"I'm not making you breakfast." Ione remarked after a pause and Viscili shook his head in amusement.
"Gluttons." He muttered, instantly receiving an eyeroll from the gluttony sitting right next to him. Ione clicked their tongue at that remark while sipping their drink.
Oh Ione far prefered to stick to Viscili's company whenever they stopped by and was not up for socialization with others. Plus it often put Varrik at ease. Big win for everyone involved!
