Drunk Love

~Two~

Zane's eyes fluttered open. He started at the wall. His eyes widened as he felt a strong arm tighten around his waist, that's when he realized he was shirtless. Zane looked down and saw almost his whole chest covered in hickeys. In the corner of his eye, he saw white, white hair. He struggled to turn around, but succeeded.

Zane mentally yelled when he saw Travis. Their faces were so close together. 

Then sleeping beauty woke up. Travis's eyes fluttered open. Zane stared into Travis's beautiful emerald green eyes. A smirk spread across Travis's face.

"Well hello, Zane," Travis said teasingly. Zane shot up from the bed.

"Travis, what happened?!" Zane yelled but winced in pain. 'Goddamn hangover' he thought.

"Long story short, you got drunk, I took you home, you got really needy. When I say needy I mean like REALLY-"

"Can you just shut the fuck up?" Zane cut off Travis. 

"Why am I covered in hickeys?" Zane asked.

"we didn't, did we?"

"Zane no. You were drunk. I wouldn't take advantage of you like that" Travis said while sitting up. 

"However, I did make out with you." Travis chuckled.

"Why?"

"You were practically begging"

Zane scoffed in disgust. "That doesn't sound like me" 

"Your exact words were; C'mon Trav, have your dirty little way with me!" Travis mimicked.

A dark blush made it's way to Zane's face. Travis chuckled. 

"You're so cute" He then planted a small kiss on Zane's lips. Zane let out a surprised squeak. Zane's face grew redder. 

"Do you normally get drunk?" Travis asked. 

"Why do you care?" Zane said looking away.

Travis grabbed Zane's face and forced Zane to look at him. 

"Because I care for your safety" Travis said sternly. It was true, if Zane got drunk like this often he could've been in danger. Zane couldn't help but stare into Travis's eyes.

"Yes, I do normally get drunk" Zane admitted. Travis sighed in disappointment. Travis's phone buzzed. He picked it up and looked at it.

"Zane you have to go," Travis said panicky.