Morning After Meme

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MORNING AFTER MEME



Last night was pretty wild, or maybe it wasn't. You have just woken up, but you are not alone. Perhaps it is a stranger lying next to you, perhaps it's someone you know. It might be your significant other, or a one night stand. The fact remains that you are in bed together, naked (or maybe not) and something happened.

HOW THIS WORKS; 

➊ comment with your character!
➋ reply to others with wild shenanigans.
➌ soap opera drama ensues.


[lovingly stolen from all over the place]

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Roxas :: Kingdom Hearts

[dualstance]

[endinsentiment]

[What in hell's name did he drink last night?]

[An irritated grunt issues from his lips, eyes squeezed tightly closed against the burn of the sunlight. Where it's filtering from, he doesn't know; the window in his own bedroom is permantly blocked off, after all. Add into that the odd scent of vanilla on the sheets, as well as sex, booze, and sweat-- plus an already throbbing headache...]

[He was going to take a gander that he wasn't in Kansas anymore. Fuck you too, Dorothy.]

What the hell...

[He shifts, body colliding with another-- and that's when he finally opens his eyes. The light is blinding; takes a while to focus...]

[The HELL did he drink last night?!]

[dualstance]

[ Something is definitely not right.

That's Roxas' first thought, which is surprising since he can barely handle having even that if the pounding in his head is any indication. But somehow he manages while at the same time trying to bury his head under the pillows or blanket or something to block out the light that's coming through. Funny he doesn't remember opening them last night...

And that's a whole other story. Try as he might, he can't recall a thing from the night before, only arriving to.. something and being made to drink.. something since it'd been placed in his hands. Ugh, why can't he remember?

He would have found some way to keep on sleeping if not for the sudden shifting that makes him freeze because that certainly hadn't him. Slowly opening one eyes, it takes him a moment to fully register just who it is he's seeing. And that makes him get up fast. ]

Wha-!

[ Only for him to fall back to the bed with a groan, hands holding head. Not a good idea to do when having a hangover, self. But this, this is even worse.

He glares at the other. ]

What are you doing here?

[endinsentiment]

[The moment 'Ventus' makes a move, Vanitas is going after him. It's not a good move on either part; the blonde hitting the bed with a loud groan, and Vanitas landing square between the other's thighs, hissing his frustation and pain into Roxas' chest. His throat feels far to dry, and his mouth tastes like he'd been eating a bucket of flour. The more awake he is, the more aware he becomes of his body; a harsh sting across his shoulders and upper back, like scratch marks. A tangible throb in his neck-- was he bruised?]

[And of course the horrific itching sensation of dried spunk across his stomach and thighs. To sum it all; he wasn't impressed. Not in the slightest.]

[And yet he still grins, pushing his upper body up onto his arms, snatching up Roxas' wrists and pinning them on either side of his head.]

What does it look like?

[dualstance]

[ He hadn't even known what happened until he could feel the body on top of his when he could have sworn it'd just been next to him a second ago. But the pounding in his head causes him to react just a little slower than usual, the glare still in place though. Because for one, he doesn't even know who this guy is and two, he doesn't like being restrained. Not at all.

Ignoring the pain in his head for a moment, he tries to shove off the weight on top of him but other pains are starting to factor in. Like the aching feeling all over his body, but a particular one at his lower back that even the slightest movement causes him to wince.

Something is definitely not right about this. ]

Get off.

[ Renewing his efforts to get this guy off him, he struggles but it's only with half of his usual strength. Whatever happened last night did a number on him.

Not good. ]

[endinsentiment]

I don't think so.

[Ignore their bodies for a moment. Ignore the aches and pains, the odd rubbing sensations, the newly awakening senses and the less than favorable reaction time. 'Ventus' is right there beneath him and there's no better time to put their bond to good use.]

So what's this supposed to be then? The appetizer? Not quite ready for more...extreme conditions, is that it?

[There's a laugh, derisive and almost vicious in some self-arisen sense of victory. Each feeble struggle just causes him to lean closer, until they're looking eye to eye.]

[Disgusting, the contact. Unwanted, the sensations. But his other, ready and willing to give to what they should be doing? He'll put up with the momentary disgrace for that.]

Stop wasting my time, Ventus. Sex isn't going to get us anywhere.

[dualstance]

Wha- "Ventus"?

[ Movements stop for just a moment, when he has to meet those golden eyes, cold and uncaring. Eyes that he's never seen before in his life and yet feeling as if he should. He doesn't freeze out of fear though, but more of anger and confusion. ]

What are you talking about?

[ Whatever this guy is saying doesn't make any sense to him. He can feel it though, despite how faint it is. There's something decidedly dark about this guy, a darkness that he hasn't felt before unless one counts the feeling of going through the corridor. But even then, it's nothing like this.

So tangible, suffocating but not as much as a person of Light would find it to be. Being a Nobody, he's not as sensitive to that feeling but. Being Sora's Nobody, it still has it's effects on him.

And the fact that this person of such darkness is on him, trapping him, makes him renew his struggles again. There's a need to get away, to put some distance between them so that he can better confront whatever this guy is. Because in this position, there's little he can actually do but continue to try to get out of the tight hold or shift his body around. ]

[topsseifer]

[He wasn't the most graceful sleeper.

Okay. Okay. He was far from graceful. One leg off the bed, one leg on Roxas, and an arm was trapped under the other blond. He was going to be sore as hell later on with this position.

Hayner groaned as the sun attacked his slumber. Nope. Not going to wake yet. Just going to roll over to try bury his face against his surprise!bed buddy.]

[dualstance]

[ Now Roxas isn't the type to sprawl across the bed, normally staying in a single comfortable position all night, the only time he moves being to find another said comfortable position when previous comfortable position isn't so comfortable anymore.

Yeah.

So it's no surprise that when Hayner moves and tries to find his own comfort, Roxas senses something wrong. He tries to ignore it since the movement lasts for a few seconds but that's what wrong, isn't it? There should only be one occupant on this bed so who in the world is that next to him?

Eyes opening, blearily looking at the other blond before his mind catches up. ]

Hayner! What are you-

[ And can he say that the bed isn't that big either? Sudden movements causes him to fall over the edge, hitting his head on the ground. Not the best start of the day. ]

THERE ARE NO ICONS FOR THIS EXPRESSION

[topsseifer]

[No. His comfy spot was compromised!]

Don't wanna...get up...[And then the next set of noises finally jarred him awake. He pushed himself up as he looked around. His first though was the candy shop's cat some how got in again.
When he finally found the blond, confusion was there for just a moment before he flopped back on the bed.]

Didn't know you crashed here. [Huh. The ceiling looked different.

Wait. He sat up quickly, and looked down at Roxas.] Where are we?

[dualstance]

[ Rubbing his head and feeling the lump forming there, he slowly sits up and looks over the edge of the bed at Hayner. ]

You don't remember?

[ Now he's standing up, looking around the unfamiliar room himself, a part of him still surprised that he even stayed the night. Normally he didn't like sleeping in beds that weren't his. That he managed to get some rest is amazing by itself but. If he has something familiar with him, it's easier to.

And Hayner IS familiar. Though he clearly remembers going to sleep without the other blond present. ]

There was a party sleepover thing here and we stayed the night. But you had a different room. This is my room.

[ So the question now is why is Hayner here. ]

[topsseifer]

[Scratches the back of his head.]
Not a thing.

[Though part of it was coming back. Oh well. A roll of his shoulders before he settled back on down. It was comfy there. He slid his hands under his head.]

I probably jus' mixed up the rooms. Or Seifer is behind this. [If Seifer was into putting shirtless boys into other boy's beds that is.
No harm and no foul, so Hayner wasn't really going sweat it unless something was sore that normally wasn't sore.]
See my shirt any where? [Eyes were closed. Dude, this bed was totally warm. Not going to bother to see if any thing else was missing from his body.]

[dualstance]

Seifer? Why would he-

[ He thinks of the beanie wearing disciplinary head, trying to imagine the guy hauling around a half naked Hayner. Okay, so maybe he could imagine Seifer doing it as a joke, but he would have figured the older boy to do something much worse than tossing his friend on a bed with him sleeping on it. Yeah, something much worse. ]

Actually, you're probably lucky if Seifer did do it.

[ Guess it doesn't really matter anymore and now that he's awake, he won't be going back to sleep any time soon. Especially not with Hayner being a bed hog.

He looks around for his own clothes instead, picking them off the ground before finding Hayner's shirt and tossing the article in the blond's face without a care. Maybe he really should have just went home last night, then this could have been avoided. Not that anything embarrassing happened last night.

Right? ]

Um, nothing happened right? We just... went to sleep?

[topsseifer]

[Seifer would probably have taken pics. Or would wait until he saw them next to make snide remarks.]

Yeah. The jerk would have tied us together. [Very lucky.

Hayner snagged up the shirt and then pulled it on. He did look over at Roxas.]

I don't know... [Brows scrunched together.]

Why d'you have a bruise on your neck?

[dualstance]

What?

[ Hands go up to touch his neck and after a second, his fingers brush along a sore spot that causes him to flinch. ]

Where did that come from?

[ No matter how much he tries, he can't remember doing anything dumb last night so where-? He looks over to Hayner, wondering if there are any incriminating marks on him but not spotting anything as far as he can see. So had it been just him then? ]

You sure you don't remember anything?