tell me something new

Brandon pointed to the pain killers he’d set out. “Those might help with that.” He chuckled to himself, “I could never do your job, too many late nights. I would ruin my whole schedule. Even the nights I go out with you are rough for me. Although you could just go to your bed, you’re going to hurt your back crashing on the couch.”

benjamin’s eyes followed brandon’s hand, nodding at the gesture. brandon was too good for him sometimes and he knew that. he didn’t deserve someone in his life that looked out for him so well. “thanks.” he reached over, grabbing the meds and the drink as he thought. “and i couldn’t do yours. imagine me sitting for that long. i’d go crazy. plus, too much time on a computer.” he shook his head. “no, no, the couch is nice and if you ever decided to join me, i could just lay on you.” 

Brandon hadn’t meant to pout when Ben stepped away. He blamed it on the alcohol in his system. “In my defence you said drink. So I drank. “ He laughed slightly, at what he wasn’t sure. He needed water, especially if he wanted to be sober enough to kiss Ben for hours. Hours. He thought about it as Ben walked back into the crowd. Kissing Ben for hours was the best idea he’d had all day.

Brandon chuckled, “It’s not early, I overslept and even so I was up at 7:30, day is in full effect Benny.” He sat on the arm of the couch, coffee in one hand phone in the other. “At least make eat before going back to bed. I wasn’t sure if you were just tired or hung over and tired so I bought-” He stopped, his phone taking his full attention for a few minutes, as he texted back. After a few seconds later he realized he hadn’t finished his sentence. “I bought breakfast sandwiches for you.”

ben sat up, keeping the blanket around himself as he cringed at the nickname that his roommate gave him. he didn’t understand why someone wanted to be up that early but he was always a night owl. mornings were unnatural to him. “that’s too much, b. way too much too early.” he shook his head, letting his pounding head shift to glance at the male. “both. i got in really late and collapsed on the couch. i drank too much last night.” he groaned before nodding a bit. his head was really pounding and it sounded like brandon was talking way too loud. “thanks.” 

Brandon smiled softly, “well, we could just go home but you should probably finish. “ Letting go of Ben’s hip he nodded, “I’m gonna get some water. But other than that I’ll be here. And hopefully later there can be more of that?” He asked suddenly feeling nervous, what if by the time they got home Ben just wanted to forget the whole thing?

Brandon pulled away needing to get some air, but he kept his grip on Ben’s hip like it was the only thing stopping him from floating away. A change in the song playing in the background was the only thing that reminded him they were surrounded by people. Ben was still working, he suddenly remembered eyes going wide face going red. “Shit, you probably still have things to do, I’m holding you up aren’t I?”

his teeth found his lips the moment the kissed was interrupted again. it would take a few moments for him to catch his breath but he didn’t want it to stop. brandon’s voice made his head shake and he remembered what was going on. at this moment, he hated his job and everything around them. he’d much rather be alone with brandon, somewhere, anywhere, as long as the kissing didn’t have to stop. the space between them was small and ben nodded a bit. “i suppose i have to get back to work.” his head shook again. “you’re not holding me up. i’d rather be with you than doing all of that.” he half smiled, pressing one last peck to the other male’s lips. “i’ll be back.” 

“So we’ll have it tomorrow, it’s not going to change the answer but we’ll probably just pretend it didn’t happen like the last time because I do dumb things when I’m drunk. You’re never dumb, I always remember because your lips are soft but then I have to pretend I don’t.” Brandon rambled on until Ben’s hands held his face again. He kissed back, of course he did. Holding Ben’s hip he never wanted to let him pull away again.

ben couldn’t help the look of endearment that fell on his face as brandon rambled on and on. he knew what the other meant. he felt the same way but this time, he didn’t want to forget what happened. he didn’t want to push it under the rug. he knew that the only thing to stop brandon from going on and on was to kiss him again. so he did. he kissed him like he never wanted it to end. he kissed him like he was the last man on earth. he kissed him like he never wanted to let go. he hadn’t. not since the moment they met. 

“No.” He hadn’t mean to sound like he was whining but he couldn’t help it. “It’s not better. And it’s not true at all, I always wanna kiss you but I don’t think you’d want me to so…” Brandon slurred before he knocked back a shot, he didn’t need another one not really but it was better than just staring at Ben. Sober Brandon would have recognized right away that He probably shouldn’t of said that but drunk Brandon was more upset over the lack of kisses.

ben didn’t know what to say or do in the moment. he knew brandon was drunk but he really didn’t know that brandon wanted any of this. ben was a good friend. he always wanted to see him happy and if kissing him to calm him down made brandon feel better, he wasn’t opposed to it. “i think this is a conversation we should be having when we’re not surrounded by all these people and drinking.” how was ben so calm and logical right now? his head shook. he didn’t care about all of that right now. he wanted to kiss brandon all the time as well. especially right now. so he did. he reattached his hands to the other’s face before pressing a hard kiss on the male’s mouth. it wasn’t soft like the time before. it was filled with need and want. 

Brandon hadn’t heard his roommate come in, but wasn’t surprised to see Ben on the couch when he checked. Trying to be as quiet as possible Brandon chuckled to himself realizing he probably had no chance of waking his roommate at 8 am. Still he put water and a few painkillers out before getting his keys. Coming back, he put the breakfast and the coffee down on the coffee table before opening the curtains. “Wake up, it’s almost 10, and I brought you coffee.”

a loud groan moved through benjamin’s lips as he ran a hand through his already messy hair. he heard brandon moving around hours ago but he didn’t want to move. he was too tired, even if it was ten am, currently. he could smell the breakfast and coffee but even still it wasn’t enough to get himself up. the massive amount of sunlight through the front window was what caused him to sit up straight. he couldn’t be mad at brandon, not after all the effort he made to help out a friend but still he wanted to sleep. “it’s too early.” 

the clock on the wall of the apartment showed that it was well after 3 am when benjamin walked into the front room. he was tired. he had to hit up a few places in one night, making sure people were attending said events in the coming weekeneds. quite frankly, benjamin was good at his job but he was getting a bit too old to keep up with the younger crowd. his body ached and his head was pounding so he fell onto the couch, the first thing that came to his view. it was hours before he heard someone moving into the room as the sunlight crashed through the curtains.