you left the table, going to the bar to grab a drink while waiting for the next hand to start. someone came to stand next to you, facing you and leaning on the bar, you looked up from your phone, “Le Chiffre.” you breathed his name, taking in his small smirk and beauty which made you forget words momentarily, “I… um, can i help you?”
his smirk widened, “quite the contrary my dear, i was wondering if i could help you, possibly by buying you a drink?”
“you’re very eager to loose your money to me.” you joked, having spent most of the night head to head with him at the poker table.
“i dont loose money, i make… strategic investments.” he said, motioning for the bartender.
“and what investment are you making in me?” you asked teasingly.
he looked at you, straightening from his leaning position. you realized how tall he was, standing so close to him and having to tilt your head up to look at him. “the good kind.” he said finally.
you laughed, “the good kind? wow, you really know how to chat a girl up dont you?”
“you tell me.”
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okay fam, (first not my gif) can we all just appreciate this mans complete and utter beauty. like… when i was 7 and saw this in theatres, i was like, ‘damn, bad boys 4 life’ and now here i am like 12 years later still loving this bad boy.