Pax scanned the club as he entered with his friends, excitement rising within him, like it always did at the beginning of a evening out. The world seemed filled to the brim with promise when the night was young and all the people on the dance floor were still perfect strangers; the possibilities were as infinite as the stars twinkling half-heartedly on the darkening sky outside.
His eyes met those of a tall, dark-haired man who walked past them. Their gazes locked for a few moments longer than strictly necessary. A smile started to form on his lips. He glanced over his shoulder to find that the other man did the same, but they both continued on their path. Maybe they’d see each other again, maybe not. It was one possibility among many.
Pax slipped an arm around Cooper’s waist, squeezing gently. “Didn’t you say something about the first round being on you?” He winked at Phoenix, his grin broadening. “Right, Birdie?”
Phoenix was practically skipping as he entered the club alongside his two best friends. Anytime he got to spend with Cooper and Pax usually had him on a high and this was no exception, particularly because he felt as though it had been a while since they had all done something fun together. He was equally happy to be spending a night as Phoenix, rather than James who he felt he had been a little too often recently. Some of those recent clients had left him feeling a little uncomfortable and on edge, with one leaving more bruises on his wrists and thighs than he was entirely happy with.
Tonight was not for thinking about that, however. He would think about that later. Much later. He distracted himself with the very handsome man who seemed to be sharing a moment with Pax. A little jealous and protective of his friends as he could sometimes be, Phoenix was delighted by the attention being paid to Pax. “I think you made a friend, Paxxy.” He commented, smiling broadly.
Pax’s comment about who was buying the first round had Phoenix nodding solemnly. “Oh yes, that’s exactly what he said. And he was going to buy me something colourful with an umbrella in. Even if they don’t use umbrellas anymore.” Phoenix agreed, nestling himself into Cooper, on the opposite side to Pax. “I think that was what he said, word for word.” Phoenix said with a nod, nudging his hip into Cooper’s to encourage him in the direction of the bar.