The Night Before

The Morning After

Nick blinked open his eyes, his head pounding hard as he tried to gather his surroundings.
God, I'm never drinking again! He thought as a simple turn of his head made it throb.
He turned over in the bed that he was laying on, intent on sleeping some more, when he was met with a familiar face.
He nearly squeaked as he scrambled back in the bed, away from Johnny's sleeping form.
W-wait! I'm in Johnny's bed?! He blushed a bright pink as he subconsciously pulled the covers up to his chin.
It's when he noticed something...off.
He peeked under the covers at himself and tried not to scream out of embarrassment.
WHY AM I NAKED?!?!
His entire face felt like it was on fire as he realized Johnny must've seen him naked last night.
The thought was embarrassing and he felt extremely vulnerable and uncomfortable.
Wait....
He was almost afraid to look as he lifted the sheets to see Johnny's half naked body.
He actually did squeak as he saw him in only his underwear. He quickly put the sheets back and tried to ignore the pounding in his head and in his heart.
Shit...shit shit shit. What happened last night?! He desperately tried to remember what happened.
He remembered the gang hanging out, drinking, having fun....
Then they played truth or dare...
Fuck... His memory was still too fuzzy to remember what happened.
He tried to calm down and think. Maybe if I get up and try to wake my brain up, it'll help.
He got out of bed slowly, careful not to wake Johnny, and quickly threw on his clothes that where in a pile beside the bed.
He had just finished buttoning up his shirt when Johnny stirred in bed slightly, making him freeze.
"Mmm...my ice cream sandwiches..." Johnny mumbled in his sleep.
Nick couldn't help but smile to himself at how cute Johnny looked with his newly dark blue hair a mess, his face and body relaxed, him hugging his pillow close to him.
He reached out and smoothed back some of the hair that stuck to the gang leaders forehead, holding back a giggle as Johnny wrinkled his nose in his sleep.
Nick turned and went out into the living room, intent on finding the nearest bottle of aspirin and the closest cup of coffee.
He had to figure out what happened...
Oh god...did we...? He shook his head at the thought, making it throb more as he went into the bathroom.
No...no way! I wouldn't...he wouldn't... But the thought kept swimming around in his mind. He was naked and Johnny was nearly naked too...and they were in bed together...
He vaguely remembered them kissing passionately on the bed. Nick blushed as he remembered Johnny moaned, fucking moaned, his name.
He was so distracted by his thoughts that he took the aspirin dry and shuffled into the kitchen, where Kenny was making bacon, cheesy hash browns, and scrambled eggs for breakfast.
She looked up as Nick entered the kitchen, making a beeline to the coffee pot, "Morning Nicky!" She greeted warmly.
He smiled at her and said, "Morning mom."
Mom or momma Kenny was just something all the gang members called her, especially since she basically looked after all of them in one way or another.
She smirked slyly at him as she asked, "Sooo...did you have fun last night?"
Nick jumped a little at the question, spilling a bit of creamer on the counter.
"I don't know what you-"
"We all saw you two sneak off to Johnny's room."
Nick's face was dark red from embarrassment. Does that mean that everyone knows? Do they think we...or that I'm...?
"Relax, no one's gonna give you a hard time." Kenny waved a hand in dismissal at Nick's worried expression.
"To be perfectly honest, I was wondering when you two were going to..." She wiggled her eyebrows at Nick, making him wince.
"B-But I don't even remember if we did anything!" He blurted out.
He bit his lip as Kenny looked at him in surprise. He hadn't meant to tell her that, but for some reason, Mama Kenny was just easy to talk to.
"What? Nick, that's not good! If you both were too drunk to remember..."
Nick nodded, "I know, I know....I mean, I woke up naked in his bed and  I'm starting to remember bits and pieces but...gah! I don't know what to do!"
He leaned against the counter and pinched the bridge of his nose, saying softly, "I can't believe I forgot my first time....."
"WHAT?!" Kenny yelped as she turned off the stove and looked at Nick seriously, "Nicky, you're a virgin?"
He blushed a bit and scratched the back of his neck nervously, "Yes...well, maybe not anymore..."
Kenny let out a sigh and brushed back her red hair from her face, "If he forced you, I swear I'm killing him! He knows better!"
"N-No...I don't think he did...I don't know...ugh, I hate this!" Nick took a long sip of his coffee, ignoring that it burned the roof of his mouth.
Kenny looked at him and said, "The only one who knows what happened in that room is you...and Johnny. You should ask him what happened. I don't think he'd force you into anything either, and I know he was also pretty drunk too, but maybe he can help piece it together."
Nick nodded and let out a sigh, "I'll go talk to him then."
"Godspeed kiddo!" Kenny gave him a supportive salute as he walked out of the kitchen back to Johnny's room.
He stood outside the door for a few minutes, dreading the talk he'd have to have with him, before going inside and shutting the door with a soft click.
"Hey, gorgeous." He heard say from the bed and froze.
Johnny layed there, his dark eyes locked on Nick, looking at him curiously as the sheets dipped low on his hips.
Nick kept his eyes strictly on Johnny's face.
God, how am I supposed to have a serious conversation with him when he looks so fucking good?!
"H-hi..." He cursed himself at the stutter in his voice.
Johnny smiled softly and asked, "Why are you up so early? Just come back to bed."
Nick decided that Johnny's morning voice, low and gravely with his Brooklyn accent, was one of the hottest things he ever heard.
Nick shook his head of those thoughts and ignored the blush on his face.
"W-we need to talk..."
Johnny sat up, looking concerned, "About?"
"Um...last night...did we...?" Nick couldn't bring himself to say it, his voice trailing off.
Johnny raised an eyebrow at him, "Are you asking if we fucked?"
Nick flinched slightly, "Ugh, don't say it like that!"
Johnny chuckled at Nick's squirming from the mention of sex. It was cute how innocent he was.
"You don't remember?"
Nick shook his head, looking down at his feet, too embarrassed to look at Johnny.
The gang leader regarded him silently for a moment before saying, "Sit down, I'll tell you what happened."
Nick looked at him in surprise before nodding and sitting on the edge of the bed, trying not to be too close to Johnny.
The blue haired boy smirked at that and began to tell Nick what happened between them last night...

To be continued!