Wrong Wrong Wrong!

[Talmon]

It contains a sort of Yaoi, not sure why I did it. I don't think it'll be lemon and if it is it will be entirely implied and not explicit. It's more about the feelings behind so a shoenen-ai or whatever it's called nowadays.

He knew it was wrong, but he just couldn't stop staring. There was no beauty that matched what was currently in his eyesight but it was forbidden. He knew that much because it wasn't right to be a homosexual. "Takeru, pay attention" Kari hissed as she saw the teacher looking at T.K's vacant stare. T.K nodded and tried to look more interested until she spun back to the bored. That's when he resumed his staring at Davis "So anyway I think I might ask Davis out, he's kinda cute and well..." Kari paused as T.K turned to her with a shocked look on his face. She twiddled her thumbs. "Well I wanna give him a shot, since me and you are over." Kari said finally. T.K turned back to the board with an angry stare, Kari tried to get his attention but he didn't give her even the most noticeable response.

"T.K what's the capital of Japan?" the teacher asked as T.K resumed his staring of Davis.
"Davis" T.K replied with a vacant stare. The whole class laughed and Davis spun around as T.K blushed.
"No..." the teacher said slowly resuming her rant. Davis looked at T.K with a raised eyebrow, turned and winked and Kari then spoke
"What was that about, was it a fat joke? I've been hitting the gym but the burgers are finally catching up..." Davis' words flew straight over T.K but he quickly realised he had to reply "Yeah" Takeru said with a smile. Kari shrugged her shoulders as Davis was about to ask for a better answer she spoke. "Hey, Davis! Come to mine tonight" she hissed. Davis spun his head and grinned broadly "Of course. I'll be there at ten" Davis said as he spun around and pounded his fist in the air in accomplishment. "Yes, Davis?" the teacher asked.
"I... urhh..." Davis stammered
"You put your hand up when I asked: 'How do you fry an egg?' so what is the answer?" their feminine, slightly beautiful teacher asked as she brushed some brown hair from her face. "Get a chicken to lay it into the pan?" Davis asked, confused. The class laughed again and Davis spun back around as the teacher sighed again. As she did the bell went and everyone packed up. "Okay see you guys tommorow!" The teacher shouted as the class filed out.

Davis and T.K were the last ones left in as Davis searched desperately for something. "Where's my phone?" Davis asked angrily as he searched his bag furiously. Little did he know T.K had taken it during their sports lessons earlier that day just for this purpose. "I don't know but if you want come back to mine and we can phone Kari from there, since she is already gone you probably want to work out the details" T.K said with a smile. "Yeah, thanks T.K" Davis said with a grin.

They walked out and T.K grinned, his plan had come to fruition, he moved to grab Davis' hand but he realised he shouldn't move too fast. They walked back through the park, it was a lovely scene. One that T.K had often imagine he and Davis would make passionate love in. It would be illegal but that made it all the more sweet.


(I did plan on making this just one parter but I think I'll split it unless I can be bothered to modify this again)

[Talmon]

"So Davis..." T.K began as they walked
"Yeah?" Davis asked, turning his beautiful head to face T.K. T.K felt himself vanish into those absorbing eyes and luscious locks. "T.K?" Davis shook his hand in front of T.K to bring him back to reality.
"Yeah?" T.K muttered
"You've been really spaced out recently" Davis began
"Yeah" T.K whispered, leaning in towards Davis
"Why?" Davis asked. This one sentence broke T.K's trance
"Oh, I dunno. Just family troubles I guess" T.K thought of the best answer he could give and regretted it immediately as Davis raised an eyebrow. He then placed one hand on T.K's shoulder. They both stopped walking. Davis leaned forwards; T.K did the same as the leaves around them danced like a chorus cheering T.K on. He felt Davis' arms wrap around him and sighed
"It'll be okay" Davis said with a smile, releasing the hug sooner than T.K would have liked
"Thanks" T.K muttered with a smile.

They walked the rest of the journey with minimal small talk. It stressed T.K out more than not having Davis at all. "So when do we get to yours?" Davis asked, tiredly.
"It's just up here" T.K explained, walking up the street. Davis followed.
"Are your parents in?" Davis asked. T.K thought about it 'Why on earth would I ask you to come if they were!?' his brain screamed.
"Nah, they are out" T.K said, coolly.
"Cool" Davis said with a smile as their sneakers crunched on the gravel.

Eventually they reached the red wooden door and T.K twisted his key and they entered into the small urban home. "Nice" Davis said, to break the silence.
"Thanks" T.K replied. It wasn't the first time Davis had been here but it was their first time here alone.
"It's different without people drinking on the stairs and alcohol and puke on the floor" Davis laughed with a smile.
T.K smiled meekly back and dropped his bag. He kicked off his shoes and walked into the kitchen.
"Can I just use the phone when I want?" Davis asked, looking at the phone by the door.
T.K panicked "Ermm... Yeah." he said uneasily as he realised this wouldn't last much longer.
"Thanks" Davis called as he began to dial a number. T.K searched around desperately until he found the solution to this problem. He crept into the garage from the door within the kitchen. Pushing the heavy metal door open quietly was no easy task but T.K was athletic, more so than Davis, or so Kari had said. He snuck over to the fuse box and opened it. He looked at all the switches, there were so many. T.K sighed and flicked them all then ran back out of the garage.

"T.K!" Davis called, panicked. T.K ran out into the hall and looked at Davis
"Yeah?" he asked, nonchalantly.
"I didn't break it, I swear it just went dead before Kari answered" he muttered meekly. In the darkness Davis looked mysterious and yet still desirable. "Sorr-" Davis began
"Shh, it's fine" T.K said, slightly seductively but not enough so it was obvious. "Come up to my room, I think my mobile is in there" T.K explained as indicated to the stairs. Davis nodded and began to walk up. T.K was hot on his heels, he had wanted to see that Izzy for a long time and now he could see it just fine. Davis spun as they walked up the long staircase; he looked at T.K's weird staring and then spoke suddenly
"Is there something you want?" he asked as he reached the top of the stairs and looked at T.K. T.K continued to stare at the same level, he could now see the front; the bulge. "T.K!" Davis shouted, feeling slightly violated but he wasn't sure why.
"What?" T.K asked, looking up
"What are you looking at?" Davis asked, covering himself.
"What are you going on about, it's just how I walk upstairs" T.K said, with false confusion.
"Never mind" Davis said with a sigh
"I think there is something up with you, not me, maybe you are too warm" T.K suggested. Even he could tell the temperature wasn't very high.

"Maybe" Davis muttered as he entered T.K's room. T.K walked over and put his hand towards Davis' face. Davis flinched initially but T.K just sighed and placed the back of his hand onto Davis' head.
"Yeah you are really warm" T.K fibbed. Davis moved to feel his head but T.K pulled his hand away "lie down, I'll find my phone" T.K said as he pushed him onto his bed and walked over to the window, opening it. He felt a chill run over him; it made his member rise slightly in anticipation as T.K thought of Davis in his bed. Davis sighed and closed his eyes lightly as he lay comfortably on the bed.
"T.K?" Davis asked as he lay there on the bed T.K had thought of him so frequently on.
"Yeah?"
"Do you think Kari likes me?" Davis asked, concerned he looked up at the immediately silent T.K who was pretending to look for his phone.
"No" T.K lied, he had heard Kari say only the other day that she loved Davis but it didn't matter if T.K wanted Davis, nothing did.
"Ahh" Davis sighed with sadness in his voice
"But"
"What?" Davis begged for more information
"Well, I heard that someone else likes you" T.K began, immediately regretting it he bent over slowly and purposefully as Davis stared at him, pretending to look for his phone he was furious when he found it.
"Who?" Davis asked, excitedly.
"Erm... Oh I found my phone!" T.K exclaimed.

Davis grinned and sat up. "You stay there, I'll come over" T.K said, walking over he leapt onto the bed and passed the phone to Davis. Davis tapped the screen as it didn't turn on
"It's broke?" Davis muttered with a heavy heart.
"What?" T.K exclaimed. He knew why though; the battery was in his pocket.
"Oh well, wanna play a video game?" T.K asked as he got up and threw a controller to Davis. Davis shrugged and watched as T.K bent over and turned on the system slowly. "Like what you see?" T.K asked as he grabbed a game.
"What!?" Davis said, wiping away the bead of drool at the corner of his mouth.
"I mean the game..." T.K said slowly, showing him the game box as it loaded onto the screen.
"Oh"
"Yeah... so..." T.K felt uneasy so he sat down and began to play, Davis did the same. Not a word was said.

I guess there will be a part three :/

[Talmon]

T.K threw his control on the floor in anger after losing again. "Looks like I win again" Davis laughed.
"Yeah, so what kind of..." T.K paused and moved closer to Davis. "Prize do you want?" he asked, slightly breathlessly. Davis got off the bed and walked over to the window, breathing deeply. "Damn it T.K you have to try harder" T.K muttered angrily. He turned and saw Davis turn around. He had taken off his blue hooded sweatshirt and looked tired.
"T.K it's hot in here can I open the other window?" Davis asked as he rubbed his head in frustration at the heat. T.K nodded slowly
"Sure..." he stammered. Davis hadn't seemed to notice his advances - it was both a shame and not at the same time.

Davis flicked the latch on the window and fresh, cool air burst into the room. It chilled T.K and coupled with Davis' presence in his rooms he felt his nipples slowly becoming erect. "Let's erm... go grab something to eat, yeah eat!" T.K announced quickly as he rushed out of the room and down the stairs. He opened the fridge and realised the electric was still off so he rushed over to the fuse box and flicked it all on again. Davis came downstairs slowly and confusedly.
"Hey T.K the phone is working!" he exclaimed. T.K grimaced, he'd been caught out.
"I made sandwiches! You can come and eat" T.K shouted.
"But I'll just be a second" Davis protested
"Well then I'll eat yours" T.K called back as he began to hurriedly make a sandwich – he threw a lump of cheese and the first piece of meat in the fridge he found into it and slammed another piece of bread on top just in time for Davis to rush in and claim it.
"This isn't much of a sandwich" Davis complained.
"Urh..."
"Where's yours?"
"urhhh..."
"You ate it already, Christ I'm going to have to catch up" Davis joked as he put the phone down on the kitchen counter.

T.K looked around for a way to get rid of the phone. He spotted the microwave and grinned. He pretended to fall and send Davis' plate flying onto the floor. Davis spun around and started to pick it all up, his bottom was perfectly in T.K's eye line but he couldn't be distracted, not now. He grabbed the phone and dropped it in the microwave. "Sorry" T.K fibbed as Davis placed the mangled sandwich back onto the cracked plate.
"It's still good" Davis announced, he went to take a bite but paused as he spotted the phone in the microwave. T.K knew he had been found out so he had to think quickly.
"You can't eat that! It might have glass in!" T.K exclaimed, swiping the sandwich and then handing it back and pointing to the bin.
"You’re no fun T.K" Davis groaned as he trundled over to the bin and dropped it in with a moping aura around him.

"Your hair is nice" T.K commented, he felt taken aback as he realised what he had just said and turned around; pretending to fumble with bread.
"Thanks..." Davis stuttered as he thought through what had just been said. "Yours is awesome too" he added with a grin. T.K blushed but his it quickly as he spun back around.
"Thanks, Davis..." he mumbled as he tried to think of how to get out of the kitchen and away from the phone.
"We should-"
"Let's go play soccer" Davis exclaimed as he opened T.K's patio door and walked outside. T.K grinned, it was all too easy.

"Well we need to pick teams" T.K joked as he walked outside.
"Rightio... you be shirts and I'll be skins" Davis laughed as he took off his top and threw it to the ground. It all happened in slow motion for T.K as he stared at the spectacular body that lay before him.
"You look good" T.K announced. He realised how bad it sounded so he had to think fast "Those workouts at the gym really paid off" he added with a chuckle.
"Are you being sarcastic, you know I can never tell" Davis moaned as he started to balance the ball on the tip of his foot.
"No but if I was being truthful I'd say you look like a sack of potatoes" T.K joked.
"Hey!" Davis exclaimed. T.K waved with a grin. Davis roared in a joking way and leapt through the air onto T.K.

T.K immediately felt like all was right in the world as he felt Davis' body rub against his own. He pushed back against Davis but he did not really want to get him off. He loved having Davis try to pin him down on the garden’s grass. He writhed around with his lower body until he found it – the thing that he wanted to feel more than anything else – Davis’ member rubbing against him, bliss. Davis eventually tried to get off so T.K knew he had to do something. He flipped the encounter so that he was on top and rubbed his own genitals on Davis. He quickly realised how hard his groin area was becoming so he punched Davis – only softly – on the face and then leapt to his feet. Davis charged at him and rugby tackled him to the ground “Nice try” he ribbed as he punched T.K back. T.K punched back again and it quickly turned into a ten minute fist fight.

Davis eventually climbed off T.K and breathed heavily. “You’ve gotten better since the time we fought over Kari” he complimented.
“You have too” T.K commented with a smile as he lay next to Davis also panting.
“I won though” Davis laughed
“I let you win” T.K interjected. Davis turned to look at him with shock
“Pshhh whatever I still won” Davis retorted
“I won the girl, isn’t that what counts?” T.K replied with a grin. Davis punched him on the shoulder softly.
“Yeah but I think she’s mine now” he breathed heavily. Davis paused and turned his head to face T.K as T.K looked the other way “Oh sorry... I forgot” Davis stammered
“It’s cool” T.K told him. “We should go get a shower; we could do it together – like after practice – to save time since my shower is so big and then I can thrash you on another game” T.K suggested. Davis turned his head, considering what had been said.
“Okay, sounds good” Davis laughed as he got up and then helped T.K to his feet.

[Talmon]

Both of them got up from the mud and headed inside. T.K made sure to rush Davis through the kitchen and away from the phone despite the protests. “T.K” Davis shouted as he was pushed towards the stairs Davis forcibly stopped himself.
“What?” T.K whined
“Why are you in such a rush?”
“Oh...” T.K panicked “No reason” he chirped. “I’m just feeling gross is all” T.K admitted, he did feel a little dirty after all that.
“Fine then, but I can walk on my own” Davis snapped back as he walked upstairs. T.K gave him leeway and made sure he didn’t look at him, not even a glance, as tempting as it was.

T.K bumped into Davis’ groin and stopped suddenly, Davis didn’t say anything, he didn’t even seem shocked. “T.K...” he muttered. T.K looked up and frowned.
“Yeah?” he asked
“Sorry, for snapping...” Davis mumbled. He was awful at apologising.
“It’s fine” T.K laughed. “The shower is still in that room” T.K pointed but Davis leaned towards him suddenly. T.K panicked “Yeah, just there” he told Davis, turning him and showing him the room.
“Yeah, sure” Davis muttered, walking into the bathroom and throwing his top onto the ground quickly. T.K had to turn away when he saw Davis shirtless. It was a little too much for him to cope with at the moment.

The shower was turned on suddenly and T.K could hear Davis taking his pants off. He really wanted to go in and look but he knew that was too far, Davis would notice if he was staring at his junk, surely? “T.K!” Davis called
“Yeah?” T.K shouted back
“You coming in or not?” Davis laughed as he stepped into the shower. T.K threw off his shirt and tensed his stomach muscles and pectoral muscles as he walked into the bathroom. Davis wasn’t looking but T.K still kept tensed, if Davis saw him looking pathetic compared to himself then he’d never like T.K.

T.K slowly pulled down his trousers but he caught a glimpse of the water running down Davis and he slowly felt his boxers began to bulge. He panicked and ran back out of the bathroom quickly, sitting down as soon as he was out of sight. “T.K” Davis shouted through the sound of the shower
“... Yeah...?” T.K called back as nonchalantly as he could.
“Where’ve you gone?” Davis gurgled
“I’m just grabbing” T.K paused and searched around, there was only a few things which caught his eye. Some condoms that were sitting on his mother’s dresser – he shivered in disgust – a plant pot which seemed inappropriate and then finally a bright pink, scented rubber duck Kari had got him. “My rubber duck, I always shower with it” T.K fumbled as he grabbed it and walked back into the bathroom.

“I’m just”
“Just get in!” Davis interrupted, angrily. T.K slowly took his pants off then realised he wasn’t tensing so he quickly tensed but he was beginning to feel very silly as the duck squeaked. “It squeaks? Great...” Davis muttered unenthusiastically. T.K opened the shower door and climbed in slowly. Because it was a power shower two people didn’t have to share one shower head because each of the many holes in one of the three walls was a shower head. T.K turned the opposite way to Davis and started showering but he knew Davis was nearly done. He had to take a glance, somehow, he needed this.

“Davis?” T.K called
“Yeah?” Davis shouted above the shower
“Pass the soap” T.K asked as the warm water covered him
“Okay” Davis replied. He reached and grabbed the soap but he suddenly dropped it and started to laugh “I've dropped the soap” he chuckled. T.K span and tried to pick it up but Davis had already bent over to grab the soap so as soon as T.K turned he felt his groin rub against Davis' buttocks. Somehow Davis didn't notice so T.K stayed there and bent over to get the soap. Davis flew up suddenly and head butted T.K knocking him to the ground
“I'm so sor-” Davis began before T.K was slid across the bottom of the shower and wiped out Davis's legs. T.K and Davis rolled about on the bath as they both tried to get up but with the help of the soap and the other shower products that kept getting knocked – mostly by T.K – they ended up lay down in the bottom of the shower laughing. “Reckon we can get up?” Davis asked curiously as they both lay there. T.K shrugged
“I'm comfy” he joked. Davis smiled but as soon as the smile was over T.K's eyes drifted south. He spotted the length membrane that belonged to Davis and had to bite his lip so he didn't bite it.

Davis got to his feet abruptly and grabbed hold of the shower door to hold himself up. By now T.K knew he was becoming erect so he burst to his feet and spun around. He slid all over the place but just barely managed to keep his balance. “Something wrong buddy?” Davis asked. He grabbed hold of T.K with his strong arms and held him still to stop him sliding about.
“Nope, just got a dead bum is all” T.K replied, rubbing his bum
“Want me to kiss it better?” Davis taunted. T.K desperately wanted to say yes but he knew he shouldn't
“I'll give you something to kiss better” T.K shouted. He span and hit Davis with the shower bottle and then pushed him over. Davis rolled around the floor before T.K grabbed the soap and leapt out. As Davis sat up the lump of soap hit him in the head and T.K pulled a towel on – now he was safe.

“It's on!” Davis shouted, he tried to leap out of the bath but fell straight back over
“I think it's off for you” T.K told him as he grabbed hold of the thermostat for the shower and turned it all the way down to zero degrees. Davis saw the low temperature and nearly burst into tears
“T-” he shivered and T.K began to laugh “KAY!” Davis screeched as the cold water hit his body. T.K burst out laughing
“Yes?” he chuckled.
“Your dead” Davis stated with a grin.
“Catch me first” T.K told him as he started to run around his own house in the desperate attempt to find boxers.

He ran into his mum's room and saw a thong and immediately left, although it would be good for Davis for now it was a no no. T.K ran into his room while Davis still struggled to get out and pulled on a pair of boxers quickly and threw the towel to the ground. Davis leapt out of the shower and immediately fell flat on his face.
“Having a hard time?” T.K asked as he ran out of the room, past the bathroom and downstairs all the while taunting Davis.
“Just you wait” Davis insisted as he finally got to his feet with a groan and pulled on a towel. He ran from the bathroom and chased T.K down the stairs with speed.

“Did you forget I was on track?” Davis asked as T.K ran into the kitchen
“Nope” T.K replied as Davis ran in and a metal pan hit him in the face in the most old time comical fashion possible “Did you forget I took home-economics for a week before I got kicked out?” T.K retorted
“Yeah, I did” Davis groaned. T.K ran straight back upstairs, he knew what he had to do now. Davis was hot on his heels but the mission would be accomplished soon.

T.K ran into the bathroom, opened the window and threw Davis's shirt and pants out before grabbing his boxers and dangling them as Davis ran in and saw his clothes fluttering away. “T.K!” he exclaimed, shocked.
“All's fair in” he began. He wished Davis would finish it but he knew he wouldn't
“Don't you dare drop them” Davis told him, inching closer.
“Or what?” T.K asked. He swiftly grabbed hold of the fold in Davis' towel with his free hand and taunted him by holding both “One or the other” he teased. Davis made a move so T.K threw the boxers out and as Davis ran over to watch them fly away in the breeze like a little white and blue butterfly T.K threw the towel in the toilet. His mum wouldn't be happy but now Davis was naked. Now the fun could begin.

[Talmon]

Davis’ eyes became wide and he looked at T.K in shock “M- my- my clothes!” he stammered, astonished
“They’re long gone” T.K chuckled
“I need to go home at some point!” Davis exclaimed
“Fine, I’ll lend you some clothes” T.K groaned, sad to be ending the fun. They both left the bathroom and went straight into his room
“So why was your phone in a microwave?” Davis asked as he walked over and sat on the bed
“It’s in a microwave!?” T.K exclaimed with mock surprise
“Yea- Yeah…” Davis muttered, looking around the room “You get through a lot of Kleenex don’t you?” Davis asked, inspecting the mostly empty box next to T.K’s bed. T.K remembered the picture of Davis in there and how it was the reason for the empty box and rushed over
“I’ll put that over here” T.K told him; placing it on the drawers he grabbed Davis some boxers and threw them over. He knew he’d never wash them now. Davis pulled them on and then laughed
“I’m wearing your boxers, I never thought this would happen” Davis laughed
“My mum has some knickers next door if you’d prefer” T.K joked
“Tempting but I’ll stick with these” Davis chuckled.

Davis pulled on the boxers while T.K watched; it didn’t seem to deter either of them that it was not something that tended to happen very often for heterosexual people. Davis looked at T.K expectantly after admiring the boxers on himself and T.K simply looked straight back “Ahem…” Davis fake coughed
“Oh, a shirt, and pants. Here” T.K stammered, throwing him some clothes and leaving the room as he got ready, oh how he wanted to tear those clothes straight back off. “Now what do I do?” T.K whispered aloud to himself. He had no idea where to go because time was running out now. He wanted Davis, and he wanted him fast but it seemed like he’d never flip Davis then it clicked in his mind. The one thing that could turn any man or woman, even if it was just once… Alcohol. He ran down the stairs and into his kitchen. The fridge was devoid so he began to search around, silently and speedily in the hopes of spotting anything.

He headed into the garage and spotted the big black beer fridge that his mother kept. He opened it up and looked inside. Jackpot. The fridge was packed with alcohol, lager, beer, vodka and so much more; T.K felt as if he was going to pass out. He mumbled as he read the label of a can of lager and then grabbed two, heading upstairs with both of them quickly. He burst into his bedroom to see Davis with his hand down his pants. Davis quickly pulled it out and smiled, meekly “What you… ah hem… got there?” Davis asked, stammering
“Just some drinks” T.K replied, handing him a can and opening his own although he didn’t plan to drink very much, he needed his wits about him. Davis laughed, opened the can with a snap and then swung it to knock against T.K’s. The metal clanged and the two both began to drink but T.K stopped before Davis did. In fact, Davis kept going until the can was empty, at which point he crushed the can against his head and opened his mouth wide
“Wooooo!” he screamed with a laugh, T.K chuckled lightly and produced another can from behind his back
“Here” he insisted. Davis nodded in recognition, took the can and began to drink.

It only took a few cans for Davis to start getting rowdier while T.K still nursed the first one and watched Davis slowly becoming crazy – he even threw stuff around the room. “Calm down, bud” T.K insisted, pushing his friend onto his bed and handing him his can. Davis nodded and continued drinking while T.K rushed downstairs to get more alcohol; he was so close he could smell it.

He reached into the fridge and paused, what if his mum realised? “Ahh, she doesn’t drink that often, it’ll take her ages” T.K reassured himself, grabbing the largest bottle of vodka and two more bottles of beer and heading back upstairs. He got up and heard a silent sobbing in the bedroom. He tapped the door open and saw Davis crying “Hey, Davis, buddy” T.K interrupted, his voice in a sing song tone. Davis wiped his eyes hurriedly
“To friendship” he cheered, sniffling
“What’s up?” T.K asked, handing him a bottle. Davis tried to open it but fumbled and dropped it on the bed; it shattered. He burst into tears and wrapped his arms around T.K, who, tentatively, returned the hug. “Calm down” he soothed “Just tell me what’s wrong”
“She hasn’t text me or anything” Davis wailed
“Who?” T.K asked
“Kari!”
“Oh, I see” T.K mumbled, downtrodden that even now he still remembered her.
“But you, you are here” Davis looked up and touched T.K on the nose “T.K” he muttered in awe, T.K smiled and Davis leaned in to kiss him.

It was so close, their faces were about to touch and then… Davis fell into T.K’s arms and began to sob again “You don’t have your phone, remember buddy” T.K reminded him, lifting him back up to look him in the eyes although he liked how close Davis’ head was to his groin.
“Oh yeah” Davis laughed, he burst into raucous laughter and then stole the other bottle from T.K’s hand – the vodka – and began to drink it like there was no tomorrow until his face contorted in disgust and he pulled it from his lips and sprayed the spirit all over the room. “That’s gross” he moaned, much drunker than he had been so far as the vodka quickly took effect
“I know, I know” T.K soothed, hugging Davis’ head as he swayed from side to side and continued to drink. “I’ll go grab some more bottles, you be careful, okay?” T.K whispered in Davis’ ear before getting up and leaving the room, and Davis, messier than ever before. He reached into the fridge, finally realising that it was emptying more and grabbed four more bottles, it didn’t matter, and he was so close now! He rushed back upstairs and saw Davis lay on the bed, hugging the bottle of vodka. T.K saw his bottle of beer that he had left behind empty and sat down the other four bottles on the drawers before climbing onto the bed to see Davis sleeping soundly “Lightweight” T.K muttered, affectionately. He wasn’t complaining but he suddenly felt quite bad as he touched Davis’ bulge – he was taking advantage.