The Lovely Fight BoyXBoy

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Hayes' POV

Blaine's many questions stung my ears at once

He had questioned me for hours about my nightly job.

"Okay. Last question." I warned and he nodded.

"Is this how you met Damon?"

"Yes. Now it's time for you to go to bed." I said while pulling him into his room.

He got into the bed and wrapped his covers around him.

"Goodnight Blaine." I said while closing the door.

Damon had another bottle of beer in his right hand and was grinning ear to ear.

This was, well, I had lost count. He was slightly drunk and his S's slurred.

He took another sip before setting it down.

Damon walked over to me and cupped my face in his hands.

"I love you so much." He slurred.

His lips were on mine before I could say anything.

I kissed back, him pushing his tongue through my lips and I smiled against him.

"I love you too..." I said quietly once we pulled apart. A string of saliva connected our lips.

He smiled the best he could in his drunken state and wobbled.

"Shit... uh... c'mon, Damon. I think it's best you go to sleep." I pulled the stumbling boy into my bedroom.

I laid him down and covered him up.

I was about to walk away to take a shower but Damon grabbed my wrist.

"Lay down with me."

I nodded, kicked off my shoes and crawled in beside him.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. His lips softly touched my neck and his breathing evened.

I closed me eyes, taking a deep breath and relaxed into him.

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The next morning, Damon was already up, pacing around the living room while swallowing some Advil.

Blaine was nowhere to be seen so I figured he was still asleep.

I sit up and throw my legs over the side of bed.

It's 9:37. All of us are late for school. I would just stay home but Blaine can't be late again.

I shower quickly and pull on some clothes.

After I made breakfast, I went back to Blaine's room and woke him up.

"Come on, you have school."

"I don't want to go. People are going to talk about my face." He groaned, pulling a pillow over his head.

"If people even think of your face in a bad way, I'll personally come and beat their asses."

He didn't move.

I grab his hands and pull him out of bed.

He landed on the floor and scrambled to get up.

"What the fuck dude?" He growled and I ran out of the room laughing but then skidded to a halt.

"Don't you dare cuss you little-" I yelled back, storming into his room.

Damon grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the apartment.