You were confused. You couldn't understand. Were you straight? Were you bisexual? Maybe gay, even? You were just trying to understand, but you couldn't really find out.

Your friends, this evening, dragged you to an LGTBQ bar, or better, it was more like a disco or something. Even if you didn't really like those places, you still went to try and finally find out.

Currently, you were at the side of the dance floor, drinking something. One of your hands into your pockets, while the other was holding the drink you were sipping.

Suddently, a probably slightly drunk, blonde guy, you supposed, stambled over to you, falling on you to steady himself, gripping your shoulder and looking up at you. You felt like you instantly fell in love when your eyes met his crimson's. You put down your drink, wrapping your arms around his waist to keep him steady.

"...Hey..." He murmured. "...Can you...help...a moment?..Me..." He muttered confusingly, clinging to you to not fall, resting his head on your other shoulder.

"...There's...a guy..." He sighs softly, before closing his eyes and falling silent. You supposed he basically fell asleep on you, which wasn't really weird. When another guy approached you both amd his smirk faded, you understood what the drunk blonde meant previously.

"Is he with you or something?" The guy asks, raising an irritated eyebrow, waiting for your answering amd obviously hoping for a negative one.