bakerstreet | The Morning After Meme (Expanded)

prepare to lose half your life staring at this.

the morning after

┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme

→ COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE.
→ PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND HIT UP RNG (01-10), OR CHOOSE A SCENE OF YOUR OWN.
→ PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY.

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① BREAKFAST IN BED: YOUR PARTNER'S UP AND ABOUT -- MAYBE DRESSED, MAYBE NOT -- AND IN THE KITCHEN. WHAT ARE THEY MAKING YOU? COULD IT BE... GRILLED CHEESE?
② HIT ME BABY: THEY'RE SUCH A PEACEFUL SLEEPER. A PEACEFUL, SEXY SLEEPER. ACTUALLY THERE'S TOO MUCH OF THAT SLEEPING HAPPENING. WHY DON'T YOU WAKE THEM UP, WORLD'S KINDEST ALARM?
③ ESCAPE FROM AZKABED: YOU WAKE UP TO FIND THEY'RE RUMMAGING ABOUT FOR THEIR CLOTHES, ABOUT TO LEAVE. WHY THE RUSH, AND CAN YOU CONVINCE THEM TO STAY?
④ THE AFTERNOON AFTER: AND THE EVENING, MAYBE EVEN THE MORNING AFTER AFTER... HOURS HAVE PASSED BUT YOU JUST CAN'T LEAVE EACH OTHER! OR MAYBE ONE OF YOU JUST WON'T...
⑤ HANGOVER FROM HELL: THERE'S A TIGER IN THE CLOSET, A BABY IN THE BATHROOM, AND A TOTAL STRANGER CURLED UP BESIDE YOU. WHO IS THIS PERSON BESIDE YOU SMELLING OF TEQUILA AND REGRET? DO THEY KNOW ANY MORE ABOUT WHAT, OR WHO, WENT DOWN THAN YOU DO?
⑥ WET AND WILD: DON'T FEEL TOO LONELY WAKING UP BY YOURSELF -- THE SHOWER'S ON AND THE SOUND OF WATER FALLING IS MIGHTY INVITING. WHY DON'T YOU GET CLEANED UP -- OR DOWN AND DIRTY ALL OVER AGAIN?
⑦ I'LL SLEEP WHEN I DIE: SLEEP? WHAT IS THIS SLEEP THING YOU SPEAK OF? DAWN'S BREAKING AND NEITHER OF YOU HAVE GOTTEN A WINK, OR WANT ONE. WHO'S READY FOR ROUND asjldkjl?
⑧ A BITTER PILL: TURNS OUT THE REASON YOU SCORED WASN'T YOUR SPARKLING WIT AND MAGNETIC CONFIDENCE. YOUR PARTNER HAD AN ULTERIOR MOTIVE -- THEY ALREADY KNEW IT, AND YOU'RE ABOUT TO. RECON? REVENGE? REBOUND? TAG AND FIND OUT, IF YOU CAN HANDLE THE TRUTH!
⑨ THIS ISN'T MINE: THAT SLEEPY PERSON IN YOUR LIVING ROOM HAD A GREAT NIGHT -- WITH YOUR ROOMMATE. WELL, MIGHT AS WELL GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER WHILE YOU'RE BOTH THERE, RIGHT? ... RIGHT?
⑩ WILD CARD: ROLL MORE THAN ONCE AND COMBINE SCENARIOS, CHOOSE YOUR FAVOURITE, OR MAKE UP YOUR OWN!

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[ sleeping in is one of the very few luxuries the princes rarely have, so if Chezem can possibly sleep in, you better believe he's going to.

even if he's somehow in bed with the leader of the Shinsengumi. ]

[ Hijikata also rarely has such a luxury, but in his case he's somehow managed to convince his body that it doesn't actually need sleep. As such, bright and early in spite of his busy last night and his terrible hangover, he finds himself waking all on his own at a fairly reasonable hour. He yawns, stretching out his aching muscles and--

His hand brushes against something soft and warm, something which is most certainly not his sheets. Oh man, did he bring a girl back to his room last night? Then he glances over, and the sight that awaits him promptly takes his breath away.

Who... is that? She's exotic beyond describing. It's impossible to mistake her for Japanese even at first glance, with her uniquely different facial features and dark, tan skin. Her hair is long and soft as silk, and her skin looks absolutely flawless. She's no common girl, and Hijikata can't begin to place where she came from or how she wound up in his bed.

...god fucking dammit, he really has to stop letting himself drink. How the hell is he going to get himself out of this one? There's a reason he limits himself to entertaining girls and keeps potential wives and other women of good standing out of the picture.

At any rate there's really nothing to do but... wake her up and ask her if there's anywhere she needs to be, right? Looking somewhat ashamed of himself, Hijikata reaches out and gives his guest a light shake. ]

Hey. Wake up.

[ it's probably one of the servants, is Chezem's first thought when the shake stirs him from his sleep. he doesn't recognize the voice, so it's probably a newer hire Ivan or his father sent to fetch him.

he frowns, keeping his eyes shut for the moment, and burrows into the pillows in hopes of avoiding any meetings for just a little while longer. (the sheets feel different from what he's used to, but he's not awake enough to realize what that means just yet.) ]

What is it?

[ his voice is a quiet murmur, not loud enough to hint he's not the woman Hijikata has mistaken him for. ]

...er.

[ Hijikata is really quite bad at dealing with women, especially in morning-after situations. He pinches the bridge of his nose briefly, tilting his head back with a sigh. He can do this. He can even do this without being entirely rude, probably. Okay, one more crack at this. He gives the presumed lady another, somewhat less gentle shake, a faint scowl on his face. ]

You're in my bed. And it's getting late in the day. Isn't your family going to be missing you?

[ Chezem is almost, almost asleep by the time Hijikata shakes him again and his frown grows. this servant was very rude, perhaps he would mention it to Ivan lat--

wait, wait, wait, what did he just say? in their bed and not his own? his bright gold eyes snap wide open and he finally looks at Hijikata. oh no. oh no oh no oh no. what on earth was he doing here? what had happened the night before? did his family know where he was?

while Chezem races through the possibilities in his mind, his face is stuck in a 'deer in the headlights' expression and he doesn't say a word. ]

[ ...welp, at first it's all Hijikata can do to stare back. Since he can't begin to remember what happened, he's not sure what to do about this look his present company is giving him. Finally he just scowls deeper, rubbing his shoulder uncomfortably as he tries to figure out what to do. ]

Um... Are you feeling okay? Sorry, but-- I had a little too much last night, I guess.

Do you need me to find you... transportation or something?

[ speaking again is what breaks the spell. Chezem gathers the sheets around himself, awkward and self conscious in front of this perfect stranger, and sits upright, staring at a spot on the far wall.

he needed to get out of here and back to the palace somehow. it wasn't like him to go out, much less stay out the entire night, and he could only picture the reactions of his brothers... ]

N-No, I'll be fine. I am fine.

[ If Hijikata's noticed that his one-night-stand's chest is considerably flat or that the other's voice is oddly low, he doesn't show it. He's still way too focused on the fact that he can't remember even meeting this person, forget how they wound up naked in bed together.

Sigh.

This is why he tries to pace himself drinking, but-- ]

You sure? This city's not safe for girls to go around unescorted.

[ . . . ]

Girls?

[ . . .

. . .

. . .

Oh fuck. ]

Don't tell me. [ Hijikata is massaging his temples very, very hard right now. He may actually be trying to kill himself. ]

You're... not...

I'm not a woman.

[ there has never been a moment where Chezem felt so deeply uncomfortable, embarrassed, and offended (perhaps a touch flattered too, though he would never admit it to anyone), and he fervently hopes there will never again be one.

sometimes his brothers would tease him about looking so feminine, but he had never thought he could actually been mistaken for a woman...! ]

...but then how did--

We--

You--

[ Hijikata's mind abruptly goes blank at this revelation, as upon further inspection the person in bed with him is indeed very male.

His face feels hot. He can safely say this has never happened before, and he's never had the faintest inkling of attraction towards another man-- Well, deep emotional bonds or intellectual attraction are one thing. He can easily name several men he would say he's loved, but-- Carting off a strange man to bed, no matter how pretty that man happens to be--

Fucking hell, he's never drinking again. This is ridiculous. ]

Maybe there's-- There has to be an explanation. Do you--

...

Do you remember anything?

Not much.

[ he fidgets with the sheets in his hands, wracking his mind for an explanation. he'd drunk more than he should have (he should have heeded Melchiorre's warning to take it easy), that explains why he had gone along with... whatever they had done. he flushes deep red at the thought. ]

I... believe we ran into each other on the street and you...

[ invited him back here. ]

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I AM THE MOST SLOW sry I went to eat dinner and got sidetracked with some homework I HAVE RETURNED

YOUR TAGS ARE WORTH WAITING FOR MY DEAR

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