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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 5:16:48 GMT
Work was over. Rocky went home and the first thing that he did was go straight to the fridge for a beer. That's what he knew he needed. He cracked it open and guzzled it down. Before he knew it, one beer turned to two, which turned to five, until he'd gone though a whole six pack and them some. He sauntered himself over to the trashcan to throw the bottle in his hand away, but threw a tad too hard, causing the glass to shatter in the bag. "Dammit..." Well, at least it all went into the bag and wasn't on the floor.
Though belatedly, he remembered Hadas. He'd been staying over for the past few weeks and he would most definitely hear that shatter. Fuck, he didn't need to scare him like that. It was then he realized how damn drunk he was. He was past tipsy. No he was shitfaced. Everything was slightly blurred and his head was swimming. It'd been a little bit since the last time he'd gotten that drunk, before Hadas started to come around for sure. "I'm 'kay" he murmured out to let his lover know not to worry, though he probably would anyway. He'd never seen him like that before.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 5:28:55 GMT
Hadas had his eyes glued to the television. What was it about Law and Order that he liked so much? In all realty it was a kind of depressing show, someone showed up dead for whatever reason every episode, with some kind of predictable - but not, all at the same time - plot twi-
crash. Hadas jumped from the sudden noise. He heard... glass shattering? Instantly he was worried "Rocky, you alright?" He called out, and he got an obvious slurred answer. He got up, and hurried off towards him.
"What the hell?" No, he knew he was drunk, drunk beyond all repair. Hadas was used to him drinking, one, two, and maybe three beers. This was definitely much more. He scanned the floor for shards of glass, and let out a sigh of relief when he saw none. "How many did you drink? Should you even be standing right now? Maybe you should lay down?"
He was worried.
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 5:56:53 GMT
"M'fine," he stated and turned to head towards the couch, stumbling as he ran a hand through his hair. "No need t'fuss over me or anythin'. I only had like... Dunno... ten?"
Okay, so ten was excessive, but his drunken mind didn't think so. He waved a hand and made his way to the couch, plopping down on it and resting his feet on the coffee table. He squinted as he looked at the tv, rolled his eyes, and let out a playful scoff. "Law'n'order? Haven't watched that in forever. M'grandmother loved that show."
He knew the elephant in the room, but he was ignoring it. Honestly, the tension made him itch, but for the sake of Hadas he tried to act as normal as possible. It probably wasn't doing much good, though.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 6:08:31 GMT
"Ten?" He questioned. How could someone even stomach ten? If it was Hadas he might, no he would, be throwing up in just about every direction. He followed him, not bothering to sit. "Isn't that a bit excessive? Something bad happen today?"
"Yeah grandmas like Law and Order - wait," he got in front of his boyfriend, and leaned forward. He waited for a reason, but maybe he didn't have one. "You sure you alright? Not gonna throw up?"
It wasn't like Hadas was going to skin him alive, he wasn't exactly rude. He was allowed to have a beer, or two, but when it got to ten that's when Hadas felt the need to get to the bottom of it. Did he get this piss drunk a lot when Hadas wasn't around?
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 6:26:23 GMT
He blinked up at his boyfriend when suddenly that was all he could see and he perked a brow at him, eyes looking glossy and heavy, lazy. He propped his elbow up on the armrest of the couch and leaned his head against his hand, glancing off to the side. "No, Hadas... I jus' got carried away. I didn't mean t'drink that many of 'em. It jus... happened." He waved his free hand, dismissing the whole issue as nothing, and he patted the cushion next to him. "Come e're an' sit with me."
Almost instantly, his mood changed and he smiled a crooked grin at his lover, his eyes still lazy, but focused on Hadas' gaze. "We can snuggle an' watch yer law'n'order show together."
Again, he was trying to brush the issue away under the rug as if nothing was wrong.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 6:39:57 GMT
Hadas might have taken him up on it if Rocky;'s breath wasn't so obnoxious. "I got my own little investigation going on. Besides, you need a breath mint if you want my face any closer than this." Maybe a toothbrush, and good tooth paste. "Why don't I believe it was just nothing?"
"How often to you get carried away, love?" He touched Rocky's head, his hand ran through Rocky's hair and scratched lightly on his scalp. "You're still pretty sweet, drunk or not."
"Got any mints, by the way?"
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 7:10:58 GMT
Oh... He frowned at him, almost deaf to the kind words and he ignored the hand in his hair. "Wha's with that tone?" Something about the way he said that bit about not believing him irritated him. "There's nothin' wrong. Hadas."
Upon hearing the repeated mention of his breath, Rocky got up with a scowl and made his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth. "Goddamn." What difference did it make? It was just a few drinks? Not to mention they were beers. It wasn't like he drank a whole bottle of whiskey on his own. Now that Rocky could understand getting upset or paranoid over. But beer?
He glared at himself as he brushed his teeth, focusing on his eyes so that the room didn't spin as he tried to clean his mouth for Hadas. It was funny how that worked out. Irritated as he was at the man, there the southerner was trying to make himself smell better for him. That's love, right?
At that thought, he slowed his toothbrush down and let out a sigh, resting his hands on the side of the sink as he chewed on the bristles of the brush. He'd just yelled at his boyfriend for caring. Did he really just do that? He spit the foam out of his mouth, rinsed it out as well as his tooth brush, then walked out of the bathroom and made his way to the couch. He pulled Hadas over towards him and pressed a kiss to his lips in apology without saying a word, his breath now smelling of fresh mint.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 14:12:11 GMT
Hadas sighed. "There's nothing with that tone." He just cared, he just wanted to help. "I'm sorry." He called out when Rocky left. Though he did smile when he heard turn on, was he actually brushing his teeth? That was sweet.
He sat down, leaning back, and stared at the ceiling. Was it really right to get on his case like that? Probably not. He sighed again. He stood back up when Rocky came out, and was pleasantly surprised when Rocky pulled him close and kissed him. He of course, kissed back. It was nice that Rocky had cured his case of bad alcohol breath.
"Now we can snuggle and watch ridiculous reruns of Law and Order. Just if anything is troubling you ever talk to me."
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 14:24:26 GMT
He sat down on the couch and pulled Hadas with him, though once they were on the couch, his attention wasn't on the tv. Instead, he moved his forehead to his lover's shoulder and hid his face as he clung to the front of his shirt. He sat there for a while, not saying anything, tightening his fingers in the fabric, then releasing them again over and over.
"M'sorry," he muttered, his voice muffled by Hadas' shoulder. Rocky shook his head side to side, then nuzzled his face into the crook of the dancer's neck, pulling him closer by tugging on his shirt, though really there wasn't much more room to close between the two of them. Rocky already had his face in the other's neck. The room was spinning just from his eyes being closed and his head tilted in the way that it was, but he ignored it. "I yelled at you... An'... I shouldn'tve done it..." In his drunken stooper, he mouthed against the skin of Hadas' neck as he spoke, not being bothered to speak clearly. "You were jus' bein' yer normal, nice self... Yer so cute like that... Always lookin' out fer me."
Wow, he was drunk as fuck.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 14:41:53 GMT
Hadas ran his hand through his head, scratching Rocky's head slightly. "It's alright." He responded. He was looking up again, he could somehow decipher Rocky even when his words were muffled a bit by his neck and slurred.
"Yeah, I'm just uh, concerned about you. I've never," he looked back at him, "seen you like this." He didn't know if this was a normal occurrence or not. After this, Hadas felt as though he needed a glass, but he didn't move. It wasn't like he wanted to fight with Rocky, at all. He didn't like fighting period, and he definitely didn't like fighting someone he loved. "No harm done." He wasn't hurt, or really upset.
God he was drunk. "It's what partners do right? Look out for each other. It's not really cute." He ignored the way Rocky's breath tickled his neck.
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 15:01:10 GMT
Rocky shook his head again, his fingers clinging tighter in Hadas' shirt. "Nn... No, it is cute when you do it. Yer so doting an' lookin' out fer me all th' time..." Rocky peeked open his eyes just a bit and nipped at the side of the dancer's neck. He moved closer, if that was even possible, and let out a soft sigh as he replaced his teeth with lips and kissed him instead. "Not gettin' mad at me over stupid shit."
Almost as quickly as he'd started, stopped and pulled back, moved his mouth to Hadas' ear and whispered, "I love you."
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 15:42:09 GMT
"Is it? I just care, last thing I want is to see you hurt." He wondered for a second if Rocky would remember any of this by tomorrow, he doubted it.
Then he nipped at his neck and that was nice, he cocked his head instinctively to the opposite side. That's when he stopped, and Hadas hid the minor disappointment from his face. A shiver went down his spine when he whispered those three words in his year. He felt a little taken back, yeah, Hadas was pretty sure he had fallen in love with Rocky, but did Rocky really mean it? Could he really trust what he was saying after ten beers. "I-I love you too." Because he did, and he didn't want to leave Rocky hanging, even if Rocky didn't mean it.
He really did hope he could hear those words tomorrow, when he was sober. A moment of dread came over him, what if he didn't?
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 15:54:29 GMT
He was so drunk and his hands were twitchy. He wanted to run them all over Hadas' body, but his touches were anything but coordinated and he got frustrated with himself when his hand got stuck in the fabric of Hadas' shirt. He let out an exaggerated huff and fell back against the couch with a whine. Dammit all he wanted was to have some fun, but all that alcohol in his system was keeping him from being able to do anything. "Hadas... I'm sorry, Hadas. I jus'... My hands won't work." He lifted them up and glanced down at them as if looking at a broken object he couldn't glue back together.
Going back to the previous situation with the three forbidden words, truth be told, Rocky meant it, though there wasn't any way he could explain that then and have Hadas fully believe him. Not only that, but he'd already forgotten that he'd mentioned the words. If Hadas were to remind him, he'd agree again, sure. But to bring it up on his own? He wouldn't know to in the first place. At least, not at that particular moment in time.
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Post by HADAS GLICK on Feb 1, 2014 16:20:09 GMT
He pushed the thoughts from his mind. "It's fine." He spoke softly. They didn't have to do anything, and it wasn't exactly like it was his dream to sleep with his boyfriend while he was so drunk he probably couldn't remember the last five minutes of whatever they were doing. He placed his hands on top of Rocky's and lowered them. "They'll be working sooner rather than later, just relax."
For a moment, he felt a bit like a babysitter, but he pushed that thought aside. "Maybe if you don't drink ten bottles tomorrow, we can do things." Was it an incentive and reward? Damn straight it was. "Tell me when you get hungry," he said offhandedly. He leaned a bit into Rocky's side. "I'll cook you something, I don't want you hurting yourself."
Yeah, he was a bit of a babysitter.
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Post by ROCKY VANCE on Feb 1, 2014 16:31:48 GMT
He frowned at first, but then he smiled and leaned forward to catch Hadas' lips with his own. He might not have been able to explore with his hands, but his mouth worked just fine. He reached up and tangled his fingers in his lover's hair, giving the strands a slight tug as he lost himself in the kiss.
Rocky really was a mess right then, unbeknownst to himself. He was just having fun with his boyfriend, enjoying the buzz of alcohol in his system and going along for the ride. Later he would regret it all when he would inevitably be met with a painful migraine and heavy head, but until then he was just peachy.
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