Baekhyeon woke up in a bed completely different from his own and raised a brow. This wasn't his bed, where is he? A bunch of questions popped up in his head as the boy sat up, head throbbing and he held it. Then his back decided it wanted to hurt too so he let out a drawn out groan. There was some rustling from another bed he saw, and a boy got up, rushing to his side.
"Hey- hey- get up slowly, you drank a bunch last night," He said, and Baekhyeon squinted his eyes at him and blinked. He looked around the room, a guitar and chair in one corner, posters on the walls and the walls were a nice dark shade of green. He looked back at the boy and blinked again.
"Doyoung. Do you have advil?" He asked simply, voice raspy and almost gone. He touched his throat and cleared it- whatever he did last night he must have been screaming a bunch, because his voice was almost completely gone.
"Uh, I have some ibuprofen- here," He crawled over to the nightstand that separated the two beds and opened a drawer. He dug in it for a minute before taking out a small pill bottle. He crawled back to Baekhyeon and opened the bottle before handing it to him.
"Thanks... but um..." He said, looking down at the pills and then back up at the taller. He raised an eyebrow, and the taller's mouth formed an 'O' shape.
"Oh, I- I'll get you water. Hold on," He rushed over to another room and came back a minute later with a glass full of water. Baekhyeon put the pills in his mouth and got it down with the water.
"Doyoungie..." He cleared his throat again, really hoping his voice would come back quickly. Doyoung raised a brow and he continued, "What uh, what happened last night?"
His face flushed and he scratched his neck, recalling last night.
"Do-Doyoungie... ngh y-you... you tease too m-much," The younger whined, face buried in the neck of the older. Hands were encircled around his neck while the older very lightly stroked him. His own heart was going wild as he moved his hand up and down, because wow he's actually doing it well and it isn't awkward and the younger's noises are so fucking cute.
"You're so cute, Baekhyeon-ah," He said softly, starting to pump him faster, and Baekhyeon almost couldn't handle it.
"Doyoung-Doyoungie..." He moaned, feeling a little strange, "I'm- I feel like- um-"
"Shh, it's okay. Why don't you come for me, Baekhyeon-ah?"
And he did, into the older's palm. Baekhyeon panted from both his climax and from how fast his heart was beating. It was pretty much the same for the older, except he only stared at the younger's messy appearance. He used his clean hand to lift up his chin and went straight for his lips, making them crash together and they fought for dominance.
Baekhyeon lost, but he still leaned away from the kiss to scoot backwards, where he leaned over and undid the older's belt, sliding his pants off.
"Here," He made the older sit on the edge of the bed, and he sat on his knees in front of him. He wrapped his hand around his length, admiring it almost, and he leaned over and gave the tip kitty licks, smirking when the older would shudder and put his hand on his head to try to push him downwards but would put it back to his side instead.
He took most of his length in his mouth, Doyoung letting out a grunt and immediately tangled his hand into the younger's hair. He pushed him downwards a little until he heard him struggle a bit, and he guided him upwards.
He bobbed his head up and down, sucking and using his tongue got the older to come a little after, Baekhyeon jerking him off before he came because he didn't want to swallow. Yet he was still hard, so he got Baekhyeon onto the bed and undressed him, starting at his jawline and he made his way downwards, mumbling an, "I love you," a few times or so.
"We uh, y'know... did it," He said sheepishly, and Baekhyeon's own face flushed.
"Oh..."
Then he realized it. Why his back hurt so much and why he was naked under the covers. He shook some of his hair out of his face and sighed, "I'm sorry, I was drunk. Obviously."
"I was too. I'm just really tolerant," Doyoung said and Baekhyeon giggled, leaning in to give him a kiss. He smiled into it and wrapped his arms around the older, pulling him onto the bed.
"Let's just sleep in. I'm too tired to do anything," Baekhyeon sighed and Doyoung only shrugged.
"When Guzohi and Milo get mad at us for not showing up to lunch, I blame you."
"And I blame you for making me make us not go."
"Touché."
"Sure. Anyway, let them be old men, go to sleep."
