Vik's POV

We ended up breaking out the alchohol, and sooner rather than later, we were all smashed. I sat on the floor, clutching my bottle of Vodka close to my chest and screaming out, "FUCK OFF ITS MINE!" 

The bottle was actually empty, of course I didn't know that. So, i was rather confused when I went to take a swig and all that came out was a drop.

"Who drank my drink?" I mumbled, very confused. "Hehe, bong. Bing bong. Ming Mong. HAH!"

I burst out laughing.

"Fuck is he talking about," Tobi asks, well beyond drunk.

"I'm tired!" I hold my arms up, watching the glass bottle roll away from me.

"I think Harry fell asleep," Tobi says, looking over at the boy, layed face down on the couch, a bottle of beer tucked securely under his arm. "Shall we go to sleep?"

"Yah, come with me," I latch onto his arm and pull him upstairs and into my bleak room.

"There's only one bed."

"No shit, it doesn't matter."

But it did, because as soon as Tobi sunk down on the soft matress, Vik made his move. Crawling over the slightly taller boy, he kissed his lips harshly.

"V-vik!"

Tobi gives in, too drunk to be confused. And he continues to make out with the younger boy.

We fell asleep, a tangled mess. For once, I slept throughout the whole night, no nightmares. Nothing.

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"Fuck," the swearword leaves Tobi's mouth softly, but loud enough for me to wake up. His arm is under me, and i am tucked into his chest. Bare chest, may i say. BARE TONED CHEST OMG.

I feel my face heat up slightly when I see his toned abs staring back at me. 

"He's so cute when he's sleeping." Tobi mutters above me.

"Not asleep. Just hungover." I deadpan.

"O-Oh! I can leave if you want," Tobi says, seemingly flustered.

"Nope! You're staying."

"Ok."

We curl back into a ball, wordlessly accepting the fact that we made out and are in bed half-naked together, even though we're best friends. Our silence is interrupted by a scream of, "IS THAT A WEED?"

I groan and sit up, Tobi following. 

"You're a good kisser by the way." I say, keeping my cool but Tobi kissed me oh my. "And I would kiss you more, despite the fact that I'm not drunk, and you're my best friend. On the other hand, I need to go tell Harry that he needs to put my weed back!"

"So, you do do weed?" Tobi asks, smirking, "Bad boy."

"I think you're the bad boy out of us."