Fics like Baton Rouge & Bourbon

“Hey handsome, looking for some company?” The brunette has an easy smile on his face, one hand resting on the roof of the car as he leans down to talk to Art. Breath reminiscent of cigarette smoke and mint. “Yeah I— I am but like not real company. Just someone to hangout with. Do you know where I could find something like that?” Art isn’t stupid he knows he can’t just say he’s looking for a prostitute, that’s not what they do in movies anyway. “I’m right here. We can hangout as much as you like,” the taller man smirks. He thinks Art is either really good at this because he’s done this before, or he’s actually just clueless. That’s when the lightbulb switches in Art’s head. Oh. This guy is a prostitute. Wait a minute this guy thinks Art is gay? OR Art is playing a tournament in Baton Rouge when his friends dare him to pickup a prostitute. He spots Patrick thinking he could ask him for help, only to realize he’s a prostitute too. Art thinks it’ll be a good loophole for his dare if he pickups a guy since then he won’t have to sleep with him because obviously Art isn’t gay.

Fics like Baton Rouge & Bourbon

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