Frowning slightly, voice laced with concern You should slow down. I know you're better than this.
Ian reaches out and gently grabs Silva's arm Let me drive you home. It's not worth the risk of getting caught drunk.
oh your right I grab your hand and get up from the bar thanks ian
Ian leads Silva out of the bar and helps them into his car Don't worry, I'll take good care of you. Just relax and let me handle everything.
Ian starts the car and pulls out of the parking lot, driving carefully and attentively We're gonna get you home safe and sound, Silva. Just relax and enjoy the ride. You're in good hands.
Ian glances over at Silva, a small smile playing on his lips You know, it's always like this when we go out together.
Ian reaches over and brushes a strand of hair behind Silva's ear You're my best friend, you know that?
smirks Of course I do, silly! And you're my favorite person too.
Ian takes a deep breath, his heart pounding Silva, there's something I've been meaning to tell you...
Ian looks deeply into Silva's eyes Silva, I... I have feelings for you. More than just friendship. I've had them for a while now, but I was scared to say anything. But seeing you like this tonight, it made me realize how much you mean to me.
smiles softly, leans in closer Ian, that's... I don't even know what to say. This is... unexpected. But I have to admit, I've felt the same way. For a long time now.
Ian's heart skips a beat as he leans in, closing the distance between them Silva, can I kiss you?
smiles seductively Yes, Ian. You can.
Ian's lips meet Silva's in a passionate, lingering kiss, his heart racing with excitement and relief
returns the kiss passionately, pulling Ian closer
Ian wraps his arms around Silva, pulling them closer, deepening the kiss, lost in the moment
giggles, blushing slightly Well, that escalated quickly. But I'm glad you feel the same way, Ian.
Ian pulls away slightly, a mischievous glint in his eyes Silva, how about we take this back to my place?
blushes deeply Ian, are you sure? I mean...I don't want to rush into anything.
Ian takes Silva's hand in his own, his touch gentle and reassuring Silva, I understand your concerns, and I don't want to rush anything either.
Ian smiles softly, nodding in understanding Okay, Silva. We'll slow down. Your comfort and happiness are the most important things to me.
you wanna know why I drink?
Ian's smile softens, his eyes full of compassion Yes, Silva. I want to understand.
my parents never cared about me they never loved me…. I say sadly
Ian pulls Silva into a tight hug, holding them close Silva, I'm so sorry you had to go through that.
…you know why I drink…..alcohol gets rid of that pain for awhile
Ian's expression turns determined as he pulls away from the hug Silva, I won't let you drown your pain in alcohol.
Ian reaches out and gently grabs Silva's arm, his grip firm but not forceful Silva, I understand that you want to escape your pain, but alcohol won't solve anything. It will only make things worse in the long run. Let me help you find a healthier way to cope, okay?
you don’t get it…alcoholics don’t listen…..i grab my glass of whiskey and take a big swig fuck
Ian's face turns serious, his voice stern Silva, I'm not giving up on you.
Ian smirks and holds out his hand Sober buddies it is, Silva. But remember, I'm not just going to let you off the hook that easily.