Night Out
Author's note: This was started because of July's GMDDN. Hairann created fun acronyms for this DDN. It was a tad difficult, but I hope you like what I have so far. At the moment there are 10 prompts total. I will add more to this once we have another GMDDN. Thanks for reading!
Update: Due to the fact that the final chapter has a little bit of MA action I have to bump up the rating. So, yes the rating has went up from 'M' to 'MA'. Future chapters will also contain 'MA' ratings. Sorry about that! :)
Prompt: P.U.G.
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Kagome sat near the bar gripping her drink, which was already dripping with condensation. Tapping her manicured nails on the outer rim of her glass, she shot her friend a side glance, rising a brow.
“No, I will not take it. Are you crazy?” She asked.
Sango, licked her lips, continuing her head bob to the music, “Why not, it is a free drink,” she shrugged as if it were nothing and winked playfully.
Kagome merely glanced to her side, taking notice of the man who had offered to buy her a drink. He was a dark hair man seated with a small group of people, most likely his friends. Kagome's nostrils flared, blinking a glare back toward her friend.
“Sango, he looks like a pug,” She whispered, fingering her own drink and side glancing toward the long island to her left.
“Kags, that is mean! He doesn't... well... I...don't think so,” She gave a little head tilt as she examined the man without being to obvious, “Crap, he is looking.” Sango lifted her chin and removed her eyes from the man.
Kagome straightened her back and cleared her throat, “Look, I just got out of a relation-”
“Exactly, all the more reason for you to... have some fun,” Sango grinned from ear to ear.
Raised a brow, “I think I prefer men who look half way decent if I plan on having a … God, I don't even want to say it,” she shook her head, tousling her hand through her curled hair.
“A one night stand!” Sango lifted a hand high in the hair and gripped the long island from across the way, sliding it toward her friend, “Now drink up, he will look better.”
“You mean less like a pug,” Kagome rose a dark brow.
“Hopefully,” Sango chuckled, “Look, there are others. The point is, free drink!”
Kagome released a slow breath and placed her lips to the straw, drifting her gaze toward the pug-ish looking man, who was seated by the un-enthused white haired man next to him.
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