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The concert had been a blasting success, the fans were delirious and satisfied, if not wanting more. Although most of their focus were usually on the lead singer, and perhaps the other guitarist, rather than on him, the bassist. But Nikita didn't mind not being in the spotlight, preferring to contribute in other ways possible, and leave it all to

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Nikita joined his older brother on the couch, though at a safe distance away, not caring about his surroundings. Whenever he was with Ivan, it was the same atmosphere. He let his brother talk on the phone as he accept the bottle from him, tipping his head back and letting the content guzzle down his throat, the burning sensation enough to ground him down back to reality.

He waited for Ivan to finish the conversation before passing the bottle back to him, nervousness building within even as his face remained expressionless. Or at least as blank as can be. Ivan often had a way to reading his hidden emotions and feelings, even if the older man reject his advancements and affections.

The question stunned him, suddenly throat dry and he knew it wasn't due to the vodka. This had to be tackled delicately. There was no telling just what Ivan might do at the snap of a finger. In the end, he gave a slight nod. "Da, I like it when she sings." He had to choose his words carefully and with tact, lest he flip open the pages tomorrow and see her on the front page with suspicious looking red liquids that would most definitely not be wine.

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"We think she sings well also! We like it when she sings, also." He chuckles, his vocal cords widen and he sounds octaves lower for a second before that chirp and cheerful laugh returns. The creases by his eyes doesn't lose it's strength, not even with the return of the bottle to his hand. Ivan happily drinks up the clear liquid and chases one burn with another. Ah, how his friend loosens his tongue and cleanses his mind. Even his clingy brother seems a bit more tolerable when there's vodka within reach.

"Do not damage her then, little one.Her voice will be needed for great number of shows later. Remember, little brother. Play gently, not rough! Never rough unless asking for! It goes with sharp things also. She might not like it, da."

It's strange that Ivan should be the one to lecture Nika about this, but he would have gotten a very tearful scolding from their other sibling if it weren't done. And he is a big brother, isn't he? He needs to watch out for his family, even if he doesn't really care for the fate of the singer in question. Though, maybe...

"Best to take responsibility and do not leave her with child but without ring. Big brother would not help you then!"

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Whenever there was vodka, it would put his brother in a sufficiently better mood. At least more tolerable than he might usually be, though it was also a double-edge sword, bringing out the worst of Ivan when he was in one of his moods. But then again, it was always so unpredictable when it came to his older brother. For now, Nikita was just pleased that Ivan was mostly on the 'high' mode.

"Da, will take good care of her. Nika will remember brat's advice well. Brat has been good to us after all."

Indeed, it wasn't often that Ivan would be sparing 'words of wisdoms' to him, since they rarely ever sat together alone. Just the two of them. Whether it was advices, lectures or reprimands, Nikita would absorb it all, cherish it in his heart too. To be given the silent treatment was as good as him being dead to his brother, and he didn't want that to ever happen.

"Nika shall be careful. Do not want brat to be worried." Of course he would take protective measures when and if they do finally consummate their relationship, so for now it was just at the borderline of friend-lover. "Brat will attend if there is wedding?" It was a long time ahead, and who know if he would really end up with her. But deep down in his heart, he was certain she was the one.

[cstoli]

This is good, this is very good. Of course, he is a little sadden by the fact that his little brother is growing up, thinking of marriage, but all of that gets absolutely trampled on by the happy thought that his brother won't be pursuing his obsessive quest for incestuous relations to him. He hums his approval and takes in more vodka, an arm curls around the bottle as he speaks. He is definitely in one of his high modes and Nika's words seems to fuel it all.

"To Nika and white hair brat's wedding? Of course! Big brother is good, da. We will of course come!"

He's just so happy for Nika! Maybe more affection is in order. His little brother's affections have obviously been placed on to another, so it's safe to be brotherly now, isn't it? Without thinking, he reaches a hand out and pets the top of his brother's head as a child would to a strange animal they've never seen before.

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Truthfully, Nikita had tons of affection and love for Ivan, and was still obsessive over his older brother. But at least the level of it had lessened, or more correctly, redirected and refocussed to her. At first, he had worried and feared about the conflicts within himself and how he truly felt for her, even more so when he didn't know how his older brother would take it.

But all that was washed away when Ivan agreed, and with such enthusiasm too! "Da... Nika is pleased that brat will come."

Oh... Oh!! Head pats! Nikita blinked at his older sibling, stunned for words as he allowed the other to reveal the rare affections that he had often seek. He didn't dare to move, nor to even speak, lest his brother decided that enough was enough. So Nikita just sat stock still, allowing the happiness to radiate through the light flush on his cheeks.