Lorcan watched in amusement as his two companions became increasingly incoherent as the number of bottles and glasses on their side of the counter steadily increased.
"You know, I proposed to Master Hala once," Emil drawled, snickering in amusement as Yuliang choked on his drink. "Took my virginity as an apology instead. Best and worst day of my life."
"You fucked granny?"
Emil laughed, "Fucked? No. We made love. She's the most beautiful woman I've ever met, your grandmother." He sighed grey eyes staring at the bottle display rack across from them. "If only I could have been born earlier…" he mused, finger tracing the top of his glass idly.
Lorcan felt a small part of him that had clung onto the possibility of Emil possibly just biding his time for Yuliang to grow older, relax. Even if Emil had been, there was no way anyone would want to be with someone that slept with their grandparent.
Yuliang looked more than a little disturbed, "Why the fuck did you have to say that," he groaned, clutching his head in his hands. "Oh fuck. I think I'm going to be sick. Didn't even know sex was a thing for her, ew."
Emil smirked, "Hate to break it to you, Yuliang, but people don't just magically give birth to children. They have to have sex. For her to have had your father, sex was involved."
Yuliang gagged, "Shut up, I fucking know, alright! Just stop saying it, ew."
He then looked up at Lorcan with pleading amber eyes that sent a jolt straight through his body, "Make him stop," Yuliang begged.
Lorcan pushed down the inappropriate images that manifested in his brain and kicked his friend under the counter, "I think that's enough, Emil."
Emil pouted, well beyond drunk at this point to keep up any semblance of dignity, "Fine, but only because I promised Hala not to tell you anything."
"Then why the fuck did you say anything to begin with, you asshole!" Yuliang snapped. "Just you wait, I'm so telling granny."
"Wait, no. Don't tell her. I'm sorry."