#fckericprescott

Sebastian wasn't entirely sure why he agreed to join Eric. Perhaps it was a matter of pride. The other seemed to be presenting him with a challenge, a stupid challenge but a challenge none the less, and Sebastian was never one to step away without a fight. So instead he found himself scowling out the window in the backseat of an uber as it drove them away from their designated campsite. Their destination was still unknown to the blond and the farther they got the sillier he began to realize this was going to be. The task set before him was so that he'd 'relax', whatever that meant to the other, he didn't think Eric deserved that satisfaction. Sebastian still didn't even like him. He had no reason to consider the bruise he's been carrying for the past few days. "This is fucking stupid.." Sebastian mumbled finally without taking his gaze off of the view outside of the car window.

Eric: The whole point of the night ahead of them was so that Sebastian would relax. That didn't exactly mean that Eric was anywhere near even liking the blonde and by joining him for a night out, he was pretty much setting himself for torture. However, he couldn't lie and say that he wasn't at least a little bit interested to see what would happen. He figured that the complaining would start at some point and he was silently prepared for that. His eyes rolled back at his words, of course he was already saying it was stupid before they even got the little bar that Eric found online. In fact, he didn't even know if that bar was actually existent, but he hoped it wasn't going to be another reason for the blonde to complain and everything would be alright. "You're fucking stupid." He shot back, making sure to look at him with a slight amused smile on his lips. He didn't mean it, he just liked that little banter and figured it'd be a way to keep him occupied until they got there. To make sure he didn't jump out of the car before he even saw where they headed to.

Sebastian: The blond sat with his elbow perched against the door and his chin cupped gently in his hand. He could feel his jaw clenching, a habitual action by now, as he listened to Eric's response. Picking his head up slowly, Sebastian turned to glare at the older male. "What are you? Five? Shut up." He responded with a shake of his head, despite knowing that he may have reacted just as childishly if not even more so. There was just something about Eric that irritated him more than the others. Back on the Island he had been ready to fight him the moment they spoke to each other. An old stupid grudge that is only festering more now. Especially as he's sat less than a foot away. "Where the fuck are we going? I'm already in the car so you can just say it."

Eric allowed a laugh to escape his lips, his head slowly shaking as his dark eyes watched the view. Even after having managed to punch him right in the face and being still able to see the leftovers of that art in the blonde's pale skin, Eric still found the fun in pissing him off. He just didn't realize how much of a child he was himself by attempting to say those things to him. Eric didn't take it seriously. "Didn't we discuss this shut up thing?" He said, his eyes now moving to look at him for just a brief second as his hand rested over his exposed kne where his skinny ripped jeans remained. "You'll see. We're almost there apparently. Or so this phone says. Chill babe."

Sebastian hummed lowly, an upset noise catching in his throat as the other brought up the whole 'shut up' ordeal. What he had said was true. Sebastian often repeated the same few phrases to people that at some point the words had actually begun to lose their meaning for him. Instead they just left his mouth mechanically whenever he was approached. It was nearly exactly as Eric had said and that fact couldn't have upset him even more. "Didn't I tell you to shut up about it?" The youngest shot back, despite not having said a thing about it before. He turned once more, this time angling his body towards Eric with his back against the door. "Just tell me."

Eric: "I don't think you have actually. Or maybe you have and i just can't remember that time because it's all you ever say to me." He chuckled. It was the truth, if anything, whenever someone said those words it brought his mind to the blonde immediately. It was funny, almost. Sebastian's attention was brought back to him just as the car stopped, not giving him enough time to answer so instead he pointed out the window on his side. "There." He muttered, the bar - or night club, he wasn't quite sure - seemed to be a hit in the town. There was people lining up outside, some holding cameras that concerned Eric just a little when his eyes set on them. "Are you um...Are you okay with it?" He questioned, his head turning to see the male beside him. He wouldn't force Sebastian to be there, to do something that he may not be comfortable doing, he thought it'd be fun but he wasn't sure how he felt about papparazzi that awaited for them patiently.

Sebastian: "If it's all I ever say to you then why don't you catch the hint?" Sebastian countered, only working up more anger as this particular conversation played out. He was always either pushing others buttons or having his buttons pushed. So yes, perhaps he really needed an opportunity to relax, but he never gave that to himself. At least not around others which was exactly why he'd rather just be alone. His sight settled on the club as soon as they rolled up to it. Of course. Of course this was where Eric had brought him and of course there was already paparazzi outside.The blond was beginning to wonder what kind of idiot Eric really was. The media knew that they were in France. Their lives were being broadcast to the world and this was the closest place to their location. Why wouldn't the paps be camped outside of it. He exhaled on a sigh, the press was something he already had to deal with outside of the show. They didn't exactly follow him around everywhere, he wasn't quite at that status, but at large events there were cameras and journalists. Questions flung from every direction. Eric had no way of knowing this but his question lit another fire within the french male. Asking if he was okay with this. As if Sebastian needed his help. He threw open the car door without a response and stepped out to the onslaught of flashing lights and yelling voices.

Eric rolled his eyes. He could answer him and keep this argument going, but he kind of had hopes for tonight. Hopes that the other would stop being this tense and quick with responses like he usually was. Even if he had to force drinks on him. In fact, Eric wasn't exactly sure how things would be once he was inside. There was not enough pictures of the place online but he considered it good, if there was people outside waiting. Eric was kind of a party man, he liked the whole night club deal. He liked having a drink and dancing, hopefully in a VIP secluded area where he could invite people wthat he was interested in along but didn't have to deal with the majority of them. His eyes reated on Sebastian's face, looking for a sign that this was okay. That they didn't have to leave and when he suddenly pushed the door open, Eric took the hint and did the sam - only wishing he had brought along a pair of sunglasses or something to block out those flashes that slightly hurt his eyes. He walked first, leading the way as he tried to dodge questions and smile for pictures without having to actually stop walking, hoping that Sebastian was following as the security of the club tried to make it easier for them to walk through. They just weren't expecting them to show up without a heads up so they could prepare.

Sebastian: The paparazzi provided nothing less than he expected as soon as the two of them popped out of car. Nearly everything they shouted was in French or some form of broken English. There were a slew of questions, but the ones that stuck out the most were the ones the blond was trying to avoid. He hadn't spoken on his break from the ice. There was no other statement aside from the initial statement that provided little to no explanation as to why he was leaving in the first place. It must've come as a shock. The Dubois brothers in competition was always interesting when the season rolled around. Only now Sebastian wasn't there for it and France was itching to know why. "Va te faire foutre!" The male shouted back, not even working his polite way of telling them to fuck off. Especially as a specific reporter thrust their camera straight at him, blocking his path as he reluctantly followed Eric.

Eric definitely wasn't expecting what was just happening. The fuss over them wasn't something he experienced before coming into the show - except for those little papers in the city that seemed to be way too interested in his dad's business and what he was up to, making a headline over every little thing that he did if it wasn't considered good. The giant guys that tried to keep the papparazzi away from them were hardly any help and Eric kept his head down to watch over where he was stepping as he walked towards the door. He couldn't understand what was being said very well so to him, it was chill. But it was clearly upsetting to Sebastian, enough so he'd say about it. "Hey, enough questions for now okay guys?" He spoke, rather softly as always as he stepped to the side and motioned for Sebastian to walk past him so he could go in first, following behind him until the doors were closed and they were able to breathe a little easier. He wanted to ask if everything was alright, but instead, he just focused on his path as they were taken to a area where they could hang. "Let's start with some shots." He suggested once they walked upstairs, the bartender had been warned to srved them however they wanted.

Sebastian: There was already quite the reputation surrounding Sebastian in France. If they payed attention to sports or the skating community in general then they'd know exactly what he's like. Now that he was on the show a broad range of people were going to learn even more about him and his shitty attitude. Not that it bothered him at all. The press were just doing their jobs. Trying to get the scope on whatever they could. What bothered him was being caught up in a situation and having someone else come to his aid. Eric was nice, for the most part, he spoke to them nicely and asked if they could stop unlike Sebastian. Yet again Sebastian's temper flared although he tried his best to contain it given the situation. Eric stepped to the side to let him through but the blond made sure to shoulder the male as he walked by. His arms positioned themselves in their usual state, across his chest as he was following the other again. He only chose to speak up again once they had stopped. "Listen." Sebastian began, voice as cold as ice, "I do not need your help. I do not want your help with anything and this does not..in the slightest way mean that we are friends or even close to being anything like that. I still do not like you."

Eric couldn't help his thoughts as he wondered what was being said that left Sebastian this mad. He wasn't aware of his story with skating and what was really happening to him. He didn't know about his condition or why it seemed like people were interested in that. He didn't know a lot about the blonde, or about most people. He wasn't the kind of guy who went out of his way to know things about others - mostly because he didn't really care. With Sebastian though, things were slightly differnet because even though he didn't care the fact that he was so fast to push everyone away it meant that there was something to know there. Something hidden. As they stood by the counter of the little bar area, Eric ordered them some shots as Sebastian talked, not even bothering looking at him. He was wrong if he thought that this was somehow Eric attempting to be his friend. It wasn't. The bartender set a few shots for them and ignoring everything that Sebastian said, Eric pushed two in his direction, with a slight smirk on his lips. "Ready?" He asked, the slice of lemon and salt already ready for them to take.

Sebastian: There were just a few things Sebastian needed to make clear. Just because he was being civil with Eric didn't mean he was just going to let go of the fact that he had punched him. He wasn't going to let go of their first encounter way before the show when the older male threw a drink at him and had gotten him kicked out of a hotel. Those few things still settled in with his anger. He just needed them to be known. His words seemed to fall on empty ears though as Eric slid two full shot glasses in his direction. Sebastian wasn't much a drinker. He hadn't done drugs either. He's only ever been to maybe two or three bars and clubs in his twenty years of life. These types of settings weren't for him. A night alone at home with his cat was preferred. "This is what you hand in mind?" He scoffed, arms still folded across his chest as he leaned against the bar.

Eric was willing to forget about everything just so he could attempt to get him to relax. It wasn't helping that he couldn't stop complaining, but Eric knew for a fact taht the alcohol could help. He could offer him a lot of things that could help but he figured they should start soft with just drinks this time. He wasn't sure how of ilegal things he had experienced before, maybe he'd ask once the blonde was drunk enough and wasn't being a pain in the ass. Eric was being patient though, ignoring his barking and attempts to start a argument to just give him a chance to have fun. It may not work, but at least he'd know that he tried. "Are you afraid of shots or what?" He said, looking at him as if he was challenging him. "Those glasses are so tiny, how can you be afraid of this??" He added, a smug smirk painted on his lips as his fingers tapped around the first glass. Ready to take it when he was.

Sebastian: His brow quirked then furrowed as Eric began speaking. He only further crossed his arms, hands balling into fists as they pushed against the skin of his biceps. He wasn't afraid of alcohol. He wasn't afraid of anything, or so he told himself at the very least. Being competitive was probably one of Sebastian's worse traits. Well..he had a few terrible traits, but the urge to compete and make everything a competition had always gotten him into some sort of trouble. He ground his teeth together now, his gaze flickering between the shot glasses and his companion. He wasn't about to seem weak. Not to Eric. Not to anyone. They still had cameras on them, the camera crew that had followed them was only but a few feet away, drawing even more attention to the situation at hand. In truth what did he have to lose? It didn't really matter if he kept up with himself. He didn't have to be sober tonight and it was only two shots. It wasn't like he had anything to look forward to the next day either. The more Eric seemed to tease him about the, the more the urge grew to prove the other wrong. So he turned around quickly and swiped just one glass up. He wasn't at all hesitant with downing it, but he was determined at least to have the one shot done before the dark haired male. The ounce of tequila was cool as it touched his tongue but spicy hot as it slid down his throat. His nose wrinkled instinctively at the odd mixture of feelings he had just then received. It really had been that long since he drank alcohol. He set the shot glass down and quickly picked up the second only to have the exact same reaction. He allowed a shudder to shake his shoulders before his expression and full body demeanor returned.

Eric: There was nothing more fun to Eric than seeing Sebastian's reactions everytime he presented him some sort of challenge. Not that it was really a challenge, Eric was starting to learn that this was how he'd get things from Sebastian. By fake challeging him. The mere mention of something that he might not be able to do was enough to get Sebastian to pick up the drinks and quickly throw them back down his throat, the small smirk that was always on the corner of Eric's lips staying there as he watched him - in his head he won for simply manipulating him into drinking it. Once he was done, then it was Eric's turn. He didn't rush to do it first because he wanted Sebastian to realize that not everything was a competition with them. They were fine, they could be fine if he let them be fine. The shots burned its way dwon his throat, reminding him why he stopped being such a drinker in the first place. He couldn't just quit drinking though, he kind of liked it. "Good job." He said, as another way to tease him, letting out a laugh as a loud song played in the background. Some pop top 40 that he wasn't aware of but seemed to get everyone going on the dance floor. His shoulders moved to the beat just slightly, he liked the whole vibe. "What would you like to drink? It's all on me tonight." He told Sebastian, now that they got started with the shots, they could have some nicer drinks.

Sebastian shook his head as the warm feeling of the alcohol lingered in his chest and throat. It settled into his belly a little awkwardly as he wasn't used to it. He hated the heat. He looked over at Eric who was taking his sweet ass time with his two shots. Sebastian had finished both before the other had even gotten down one. Which in his mind, meant that he was better. He won and accomplished something, that was all that mattered. The younger male found himself rolling his eyes at his praise. Maybe it wasn't as big of a win as he thought. "That's it." He responded with a slight shake of his head. Eric had gotten him to do what he wanted. He got him to this place. He got him to drink the two shots. What else could there possibly be? Sebastian wasn't trying to get drunk with him. He learned enough from the last time and that had been an accident. "Nothing. I'm fine after those two. Was this part of your stupid little plan?"

Eric was feeling chill. Just two shots was definitely not enough to make him feel like anything, but it probably did for the other. Tequila was strong and while he couldn't remember what Sebastian was drinking last time they did this sort of thing, he hoped with a few more he'd be able to at least get a word across him without having the blonde completely shut down his idea. He ordered drinks for the two of them, something of his choice since Sebastian didn't seem to have a preference. "My plan was for you to relax a little, but you don't seem to be able to do that." He said, the bartender quick enough to put something together for them as he turned around to catch him just resting the glasses over the bar counter. Eric reached for his, shrugging as he took a sip. "What are you afraid of? That i'm going to get you drunk and fuck you while you're knocked out or something?" He said, his words soft but loud enough so he could hear over the music. "I'm not going to do that. Drink, let's dance a little. What do you have to lose?" He said, his eyebrows shooting up once as he spoke. "Unless...You're afraid that you might actually enjoy having fun and your facade will be reveled to the world." He joked.

Sebastian shook his head as the warm feeling of the alcohol lingered in his chest and throat. It settled into his belly a little awkwardly as he wasn't used to it. He hated the heat. He looked over at Eric who was taking his sweet ass time with his two shots. Sebastian had finished both before the other had even gotten down one. Which in his mind, meant that he was better. He won and accomplished something, that was all that mattered. The younger male found himself rolling his eyes at his praise. Maybe it wasn't as big of a win as he thought. "That's it." He responded with a slight shake of his head. Eric had gotten him to do what he wanted. He got him to this place. He got him to drink the two shots. What else could there possibly be? Sebastian wasn't trying to get drunk with him. He learned enough from the last time and that had been an accident. "Nothing. I'm fine after those two. Was this part of your stupid little plan?"

Eric was feeling chill. Just two shots was definitely not enough to make him feel like anything, but it probably did for the other. Tequila was strong and while he couldn't remember what Sebastian was drinking last time they did this sort of thing, he hoped with a few more he'd be able to at least get a word across him without having the blonde completely shut down his idea. He ordered drinks for the two of them, something of his choice since Sebastian didn't seem to have a preference. "My plan was for you to relax a little, but you don't seem to be able to do that." He said, the bartender quick enough to put something together for them as he turned around to catch him just resting the glasses over the bar counter. Eric reached for his, shrugging as he took a sip. "What are you afraid of? That i'm going to get you drunk and fuck you while you're knocked out or something?" He said, his words soft but loud enough so he could hear over the music. "I'm not going to do that. Drink, let's dance a little. What do you have to lose?" He said, his eyebrows shooting up once as he spoke. "Unless...You're afraid that you might actually enjoy having fun and your facade will be reveled to the world." He joked.

Sebastian: "What...the fuck" Sebastian frowned, his expression wrinkling once again in response to his words. Those thoughts weren't exactly on Sebastian's mind and it only disturbed him more so that the other thought he was thinking that. The very last thing he'd even think about doing with Eric was getting into bed with him. He'd have to have gone mad at that point. Completely crazy before that ever happens. "You are disgusting and I hope you know that the world knows that now." He informed him, not at all taking what he said as a joke. A bark like noise left his lips, believe it or not but it was a laugh coming from the male. A single syllable sound. "I am not dancing with you." Sebastian refused, shaking his head. "Are you even listening to yourself right now? I do not really have to tell you how you sound?"

Eric finally allowed himself to roll his eyes under his word. To think that Sebastian might wonder if that was what Eric was up to was disturbing enough for the male. He didn't know what to make of it. Did he really give off that bad of vibe? He'd never do such a thing to anyone, even someone he disliked as much as he did with the blonde. As much as he was, that was crossing a line even for him. Eric chose to ignore his words as he sipped from his drink, at this point people were just aware that Sebastian was completely crazy and that Eric wouldn't even think about doing something like that. This was about Sebastian relaxing and as he reached for his phone to see how much time had passed - even though it already felt like ages - his fingertips brushed through one of his joints, like a sign from god at to how he should deal with him. "Alright. Let's go to the smoking area and have one and then we can go if you want." He offered, as if it was genuine as he tipped back his glass and finished his drinking, following the signs in the bar that led them outside to the back of it where people were already smoking before he even considered it.

Sebastian was almost somewhat pleased with himself when given the option to leave. He hadn't fully allowed Eric to weasel his way in and get whatever he wanted. He hadn't relaxed, but that was already behind him as he thought about heading back. He got Eric to give up and that was good enough for him. A small victory on its own. He smirked just slightly, shrugging his shoulders at the offer. He's only a little less tense now, the two shots of tequila were just beginning on him and he felt it as he let his shoulders fall in the shrug. Reaching back, he grabbed the drink that was meant for him before he followed Eric out to the back. It would've just been a waste to leave it there or worse let someone else have it. He only took a few sips at first, there was almost something familiar about the drink, but it was also bitter at the same time. It both made him want more but also want to put the glass back down. Now that they were outside, he had no other choice but to hold it and sip from it idly. "Hurry up."

Eric rested against a wall, his leg up to hold him in place as he pulled the rolled cigarette out of his pocket, the lighter being the second thing he reached for. Like pretty much everything that Sebastian had been saying lately, he decided to ignore that too, but he was a little pleased that he at least took his drink from before. Eric held the cigarette between his fingers, he always hated the first drag of it, but figured that it was better if he did that himself instead of offering it to Sebastian right away. He took a long and deep drag though, he figured he needed, just being around Sebastian made him slightly tense as well - nervous, even. The smell mixed up with what was already taking over the place, and for that, Eric was thankful. "Have you ever had some of this?" He asked, though he was pretty sure that he knew he answer. Sebastian just didn't seem like that type of guy.

Sebastian: It hadn't taken very long for Sebastian to catch sight of what was in Eric's hand. It wasn't the small cigarette he had expected to see. No, it was a joint. It was a tad longer than the average cigarette, clearly distinguishable by the way it had been rolled. Rolled not manufactured. Blue eyes narrowed at the shorter male, he didn't care very much about what others did with their lives. It people wanted to smoke or get high then it was up to them. He didn't have a say in anything when it came to that, but he himself had never smoked weed or done any type of drugs. The stench that came off of it was only amplified as Eric lit the end of the joint. Glass drink in hand, the blond partially wrapped his arms around himself, shifting his weight from one foot to another as he watched. "No." He answered simply, already tilting his chin up in preparation for the other's next question.

Eric: It didn't come to Eric as a surprise when Sebastian admitted to not having smoked before. He figured that if he did and was aware of how it felt then he probably would have kept the habit. It was good. It relaxed Eric right away and the only thing in his mind right now was getting Sebastian to at least give it a chance. "I already the answer but...Would you like to try some?" He questioned, his eyes narrowing just slightly as he let out the smoke that he had been holding in his direction, at least if he didn't smoke from the joint he might get slightly high from just being around him. He already expected Sebastian to turn it down though, as he had been doing since they got there with literally everything - but the thought of seeing him high and that being his first time getting high ever was enough to push him to ask.

Sebastian 's lips pulled into a frown. He knew the question was coming. He knew Eric was going to offer him some. He just didn't know whether or not he wanted to. Was there really any harm in doing so? His lower lip rolled between his teeth as he considered his options. Just as before, the thought of having nothing to lose at this point crossed his mind. He wasn't going back to anything that required him to stay sober. His health might as well have been thrown out the window. It was a little reckless. It was definitely stupid, but a part of him wanted to. That part of him pushed him forward. It untangled his arms and brought the glass to his lips once more before he reached out and grabbed the joint from Eric without a word. With a scowl still set on his expression towards the other, he lifted the end of the joint to his lips and inhaled the same way he would a cigarette. Like the two shots of tequila, the cannabis carried with it the same bothersome feeling in his throat causing him to cough only but a few seconds after inhaling.

Eric was aware of how it was like to smoke weed for the first time. It'd hit him harder than it ever did for Eric since he had been smoking it for years now. All the effects would be stronger and would make him feel like he was heaven, which was the solution for his problems. He wasn't trying to trick Sebastian into doing this, he didn't want to make their situation even worse than it already was - but part of him really wanted to see how it would be like. To see Sebastian act differently, even embarrass himself in front of the cameras, he wanted all of that. Before he could even get another word out, Sebastian was snatching the blunt from his fingers and bringing it to lips - recklessly sucking on it like it was a normal cigarette when it wasn't. It required a little more kindness. The cough that left his lips was one that Eric already expected when he watched him smoke, letting out just a small laugh. "Take it easy." He said, knowing that he wouldn't want to take his advice but feeling like he had to anyways. "Hold it like this." He said, taking the joint and putting between his fingers properly. "Now when you smoke, suck in a lot but slowly. Let it get to your lungs, but don't rush it."

Sebastian: The first drag gave Sebastian the oddest of feelings. The puff of smoke clung to every inch of his mouth like saran wrap, extremely bitter with a second hint of spice. He could feel his mouth begin to dry within seconds so he was happy that he had at least brought the drink along with him. His brows furrowed and his nose wrinkled as he took a large sip of alcohol. It burned as it went down his throat as well, but at least it wasn't dry like the smoke. He probably just looked silly by now, typically that would piss him off beyond belief. He'd refuse any help and would've taken it upon himself to stomp away from the situation, but his head was already beginning to feel just a touch lighter. The tequila and his drink now both working hand in hand on him. He wasn't an experienced drinker so it was all going to begin coming at him quickly. He gently pulled his hand away after Eric repositioned the joint for him. His gaze trained elsewhere as he took a second drag, slowly this time just as he was instructed to.

Eric was amused. He couldn't wait until everything started to kick in and they were able to have some fun. He could hear music loud inside the bar everytime someone walked in or out and it was starting to get better as the time passed by. Maybe they saved the good music for later in the night, it was still rather early. His eyes watched Sebastian to make sure that he didn't throw it away or something, he couldn't afford that big waste while being in a different country, he wouldn't know where to buy more if he needed again. It had been a one time thing and he bought enough for the week only. The second time Sebastian tried to smoke, was a little better. He already smoked regular cigarettes, this one was just slightly different. The alcohol plus the weed would consume Sebastian as a whole and Eric hoped that instead of being the asshole as he usually was he relaxed for a few hours. "How are you feeling?" He asked, weed didn't usually take long to start kicking it. That being his first time it'd be almost right away.

Sebastian: Slowly, his features began to relax over the structure of his face. His every present scowl began to disappear. The next few hits weren't all that great either. The smoke still stuck to his mouth and throat like before. It only helped that he hadn't taken quite as much all at once. It didn't settle too kindly as he held it in either. Instead it burned in his throat and chest. It felt like he wanted to swallow it down and make it go away the same way he could with the alcohol. Its presences was still there, but at least it wasn't as strong. It wasn't the same with the weed. He coughed a few more times as he let it out and extended the joint back to its owner. He was done for now at least. Shaking his head, he allowed a moment for another sip of the drink before speaking. "I don't know if I like it..." He responded, not at all as upset as he though he might've been. Instead the world around him was just beginning to feel a little fuzzy. Soft and blurry. He had to shake his head once more in an attempt of getting his thoughts in order. It took a moment for his vision to settle and focus on Eric. "S'weird.." He commented, only to catch himself on the small jumbled word two seconds later with what could've sounded like a laugh as he lifted his hand to lips.

Eric was usually very observant. He liked paying attention to people, he was learning how to pay attention on people. He wanted to be able to tell things without actually having to say it and while he was completely selfish before, now he wanted to make sure that whoever was around him got all the attention instead of himself. "You'll like it in a little bit." He told him, even the way that he was speaking was already slightly changing and Eric was glad. Maybe this was what would take for Sebastian to let it go for a while, even if it meant that he'd be back to being an ass once the effects were off. His lips slowly broke into a small smile when a small sound that he never heard before from him echoed through the room, he was so glad there were cameras around them. If he told this to anyone, they probably wouldn't believe him. "Taking the joint back from him, Eric brought it to his lips. "Yeah? Do you want some more?" He asked, as he blew the smoke in his direction. "Or do you want to go inside?"

Sebastian debated for a moment whether he wanted more or not. He wanted it to feel like it had little effect on him, but it was just the opposite. Slowly but surely he could just feel a certain weight lifting from his shoulders. His head tilted the side and he arched a brow as he took a small look around. Everything was just soft and mixture of muddled feelings began to stir within him. Taking the joint was a bad idea that he didn't exactly fully see through. He underestimated its power, thinking just a hit or two would mean he'd still be fine. It was his first time, of course it was going to effect him. “Oh fuck...” He felt the urge to fight, to be upset by this, but it faded away quickly. His train of thought led him elsewhere as a puff of smoke was blown in his direction. He slapped at the air lazily, he didn't like that. "...What?" He questioned a few moments later.

Eric didn't want to abuse his powers. Not that he planned on doing anything to the blonde while he was under the influence of both alcohol and weed, but he definitely wanted to enjoy the time while he was like this to hopefully do something cool. Something that would make Sebastian hate him when he found out he did it but that in the back of his head, he'd know it was fun enough. He let out a chuckle when he didn't seem to catch what he said, but his head shaking as he took one last drag from the blunt, putting it out against the wall behind it as he decided to save the rest for later, if he noticed that the effects were wearing off for Sebastian. Right now, he seemed fine. Incredibly high. Eric almost envied it. "Nothing babe. Let's go inside, get a drink or two. How about more shots?" He suggested, a smirk hanging on his lips as he led the way inside, taking Sebastian along with him by his wrist.

Sebastian: His own voice even seemed to float away from him when he spoke and it was amusing enough to curl the slightest of smiles at his lips. This haze that began to take over him was uncomfortable at first, but that's only because it was so foreign. So new. He didn't know how to feel or how to react at first. How to accept this sort of thing, but now he was just falling into it. He felt excited but calm all at the same time. Looking down at the drink in his hand, Sebastian nodded. How did he get this drink again? It was a quarter of the way finished and his mouth still felt dry. Of course he would need more. His feet began moving before he could even tell where they were going, his mind lagged a few seconds behind. "Yes." He agreed another moment too late as they were already on their way. Whatever Eric had bought was strong. He sped up some, an attempt to catch up with himself, only to bump into the dark haired male as they walked back to the bar. "Hey.." He half snapped initially, but his mouth rounded into a smile instead. "you are very close."

Eric: Drinks were okay, he could have drinks. As many as he wanted, while he could still breathe everything would be fine. Eric decided that it was best if he stayed away from that though, just to keep an eye on him. He shouldn't trick into drinking and then into smoking weed jsut to let him get his butt kicked by everything in the end. He wasn't a bad person, he was trying to not be a person - as much as he disliked Sebastian, he figured he could put off his own fun for a bit to let him have it. Especially because he could have fun any other night, for Sebastian being the way that he was this was a one time thing. His head turned back when he gently bumped into him - a smile. That was something he never saw from him before, a real smile. It was kinda beautiful, but his focus wasn't on that. "I am, you bumped into me." He told him, his hand gently holding his wrist as if he was a kid that could get lost. "What are you in the mood to drink?" He asked, now leaning toward him to speak on his ear. Now that he was sure that he wouldn't kill him for doing so, he just didn't like speaking very loudly and it was hard not to with the music in the background.

Sebastian: "No.." Sebastian half argued, his head shaking slowly as he tried to recall the incident as it happened just two seconds ago. "Yes....wait.." He paused, another soft laugh tumbling from his lips. It was another oddity he found amusing. Laughing wasn't some he did very often. It too was foreign to his own ears so when it did happen it only made him want to laugh just a little more for some reason. He turned his head to follow Eric, not quite allowing him to speak into his ear as he intended. Now he was close, a little too close. Sebastian's eyes widened and even crossed a little as he attempted to focus on the male. He hummed softly, a little off beat to whatever song was playing. "I...do not know.." He answered slowly, only then remembering he already had something in his hand. Lifting the glass, he showed it to Eric. "This?" It was half a question, half a demand as the younger male gently rested his chin on the other's shoulder after taking one last gulp to finish it off.

Eric had to remind himself a few times of how the blonde actually was. He couldn't get too comfortable with this version of him. He couldn't like this version of him, because that wasn't what he was going to get once the sun came by. A laugh left his lips when Sebastian laughed, maybe his giggle was a little contagious - or maybe Eric just never heard that sound from him before and he was actually amused to. People at home that watched them were probably thankful for him. Eric turned around to look at the bartender, motioning to him the glass in his hand so he could make another one of those. The dancefloor was kinda full now, but his eyes was brought back when he felt Sebastian's chin rest on his shoulder. The fingers that rested around his wrist letting him go so he could be more comfortable. "Here it is. Do you wanna take a sit?" He asked, pulling a stool out for him as the bartender rested his full drink in the counter. One for each. "You're so much taller than me, i can't see your eyes." He told him, maybe a exaggeration but he was indeed taller than him. He was just trying to amuse him though.

Sebastian: His head felt heavy so of course he needed a place to rest it for a moment. Eric was still right beside him and his shoulder seemed like a good enough perch. He didn't know the male well enough to do this. He wouldn't have been caught dead anywhere close to Eric like that had he been sober. Yes. Yes he wanted to sit down, but he only managed that reply in his head without actually speaking the words. He was confused by Eric's words, causing his brows to furrow and his eyes to narrow some as he moved onto the bar stool. Yes he was taller than him. He understood that much, but the rest of it made no sense. "They are right here." He told him, his hand flying up to his face must faster than he anticipated causing him to nearly poke himself in the eye.

Eric: Helping him take the stool, Eric leaned towards him a little more to hold it in place while he took a seat so it wouldn't move and he wouldn't fall on the ground. His words earned a giggle from him and he nodded, taking a sip from his cold drink nicely as his feet moved just a tiny bit in the rhythm of the song that was playing. He hoped they'd play some R&B later, something he liked. Some rap or maybe Rihanna. He liked Rihanna, quite a lot. "Are they? Where?" He teased, but took his hand away from his face, resting it for him close to his drink so he could take it. "I can see them now that you're sitting." He assured, standing by close to him, almost in between his legs, but not quite there. "How do you like the lights?" He asked, he couldn't say he was 100% sober, he smoked some as well - but he could definitely handle himself. He had enough practice.

Sebastian wiped at his face slowly, his knuckles gently pressing against his eyelids before he dragged them across the skin of his cheek. He frowned when Eric questioned where his eyes were. For a split second he was worried if he even still had eyes anymore. His eyes widened quickly and his brows furrowed just after. It was a very quick passing thought that was resolved by the other's confirmation and reassurance. His hand slid across the counter of the bar, how it got there he wasn't quite sure as he had been to busy with the two second eye crisis, and his knuckles knocked against the cold glass that had been set before. His expression lit up as he realized it was his drink. He giggled into the glass as Eric asked him about the lights, the liquid tilted dangerously close to his mouth even though he wasn't ready for sip just yet. Instead he was tapping his teeth against the glass because he found that he liked the sound it made in his head. "Mhmm" He hummed loudly.

Eric: At this point, Eric could clearly see that Sebastian was gone. Out of his mind, away from himself. While that was a good thing because then he wouldn't have to deal with his snarky comments and asshole ways, Eric couldn't help but worry that maybe he crossed a line. Of course Sebastian was adult enough and chose to smoke when he offered, but he couldn't say that he didn't try to trick him into it. He was trying to not think about it though and just enjoy peace with the blonde while it lasted. Shaking his head, Eric watched him curiously - wondering if this was what he was like having not been raised wrong. "Okay." He said, sipping from his drink. "What if we go downstairs and dance?" He suggested, shaking his eyebrows teasingly.

Sebastian: Tilting the glass back, Sebastian let the liquid touch his lips for a few seconds before having to remind himself somehow that he had to open his mouth if he wanted to actually drink. Another smile curled at his lips at the thought. He was just so funny in this instance. He could be a comedian, at least in his state of mind it seemed that way. The blond took a long continuous sip of the drink, downing most of it in just the one go. It still burned as it slid down his throat but that didn't matter all that much at the time. Thirsty. He was very thirsty. His features lit up at the mention of going to dance. He had only been out dancing a few times. It was another one of those things that he just didn't do. He nearly spilled what was left of his drink on himself as he was eager to reply. "Ye-" A small cough interrupted his reply as he pulled the glass away from himself. A hand lifting to dry his chin. "I want to dance."

Eric wasn't much of a dance, but dancing in clubs was fine. Anyone could do that. Moving along in the rhythm of the music? That was easy, breaking down some actual moves was just way out of his league. He didn't mind it too much though, he liked dancing in clubs. He had his party phase and that was most likely gone now, but it didn't mean that he hated going out and doing stuff. He liked it, a lot. The chances of Sebastian agreeing to dancing if he wasn't completely gone were close to none. They probably wouldn't even be still there if he wasn't. But Sebastian agreed and Eric knew then that there was nothing that he'd say no to. He seemed even excited about it. "Okay, let's go then." He said, holding his hand out for him to take so they didn't get lost in the way.

Sebastian set the glass down on the counter and hopped down from his seat on the bar stool. "Ooooh" He breathed out, eyes opening wide as he paused in awe of himself for a second; in his the distance between where he had been and the floor seemed just a little farther away as his feet had been propped on the lower support beam of the stool. His feet would've already been on the ground if they hadn't, but touching the ground now was an amazing feat to him. Looking up, he spotted Eric's hand and lifted his own to give it to him.

Eric: The whole scneario was almost a joke to Eric. It just seemed like a alternative universe where Sebastian was actually someone that he could stand being around. He should get high more often, hopefully he'd love this so much that he'd make it a regular thing. He wasn't sure though, Sebastian was probably too uptight for that life. His big, soft hand rested over Eric's who didn't think twice before he allowed his fingers to slid through his gently and dragged him behind as he made his way through the group of people and down the bit of stairs to the dance floor where it was a bit crowdy. Eric didn't mind, but his concern was on Sebastian. He just wasn't a people person. The music was blasting loudly and Eric danced just slightly, he didn't want to embarrass himself on TV.

Sebastian followed behind Eric, a bit clumsily at times. His feet just carried him in the direction he was being pulled, the rest of his body just followed. He found himself wanting to interact with a few people around them as they weaved in and out of small groups to find a spot on the dance floor. He turned as though he were going to greet everyone but by the time his mouth even began to form the words he had already passed them up. He cheered when they came to a stop, his hands raising in the air. He was full of excitement now, just taking in the atmosphere around him. Everything and everyone just seemed so excited. He bounced on the tips of his toes as some form of 'dance'.

Eric: There was not a lot of space in the area they were in, kind of forcing everyone to kind of be pressed against each other. It was a little hot and it was different considering he had been almost always freezing while being in France. Perhaps it was just the jakcet that he was wearing - he just didn't expect to be in a dance floor with Sebastian at some point in the night. It jst didn't seem likely to happen and now that it was, he almost didn't know what to do. He couldn't just start dancing and acting like they were cool with each other when they really hated other in reality. Or could he? He couldn't help but laugh when Sebastian started to jump lightly, the upbeat song that was playing in the background now making everyone dance excitedly, even Eric who just didn't know how to dance very well. He stood close to him, people around them seemed to like the cameras as they interacted with them.

Sebastian was elsewhere in his mind. Everything was cloudy and different. He wasn't in a group of people, front to back, all touching in one way or another. No. He wouldn't have liked this one bit if he were anywhere near sober at this point. He would've forced himself to believe that this wasn't the place for him. He would've made himself dislike it for no real reason at all. But with two shots of tequila, a few drags of weed, and nearly two full glasses of rum and coke all on a half empty stomach with no water in sight he was down for the count quickly. He hardly ever drank or went out so of course doing so much in such a short period of time was going to affect him. The song that blasted around them was upbeat and happy. It was a song made for dancing and Sebastian didn't know how to really dance, but he did the best he could. Another bright smile beamed out towards his 'friend' for the night. "You are not dancing!!" He argued even though he could see Eric clearly was. His issue was that Eric wasn't exactly dancing with him.

Eric: It was nice watching Sebastian, funny almost. He was so glad that the cameras were getting this, the smile on his face and the way that he danced without a care in the world. It was so different from the usual Sebastian with the grumpy face and tense shoulders. Almost a total different person and if it wasn't being filmed, people would never believe Eric when he told them. He doubted people had seen him like this before. The smile on his lips was bright and wide, something from another world that Eric would have been mesmerized with if he didn't know who he was dealing with. If this was his first time ever seeing Sebastian in a club just like that - like he did, when they first met. "Dance with me" He requested, reaching for his hands as he twirled him around, pulling his back against his chest as they followed the beat of the song.

Sebastian wasn't quite expecting to be spun around, but he was suddenly facing the opposite direction. The lights and all the people before him blurred from his vision momentarily. Eric was no longer in front of him but instead he was at his back now, hands at his waist. Those same hands seemed to guide him a bit as the two moved together now. The blond leaned back into Eric gently, at least as gently as he could given the fact that he couldn't quite tell the different between the two now. He hummed and sung along to the songs, those of which he knew. Others earned some half-assed attempts at matching the lyrics as best he could.

Eric’s hands rested on his hips with caution, still not sure how much he could trust him high and drunk or not. He didn't usually trust people, especially not people he didn't really like. But he was willing to let it go for the night, he liked this song. Sebastian's body was heavy against his chest, but he didn't mind. He held him close, eyes falling close as his nose unintentionally smelled the fragance from his neck just for less dance a second as their bodies moved lazily together, but enough to make Eric feel all hot and tense as their hips bumped against each other's just barely. His hands moved up his sides slowly, his beard probably slightly scratching against his flesh.

Sebastian: Dancing with Eric felt good. In the way most things felt good when one is under the influence. He felt stress free. Like he was just simply on top of the world at this club. He could do anything if he set his mind to it. It was a mindset that Sebastian once had in life, believe it or not. He was once optimistic, care free, and amiable. For that night, this once instance it felt so good to be able to just let go. He wasn't fully aware of it, but he had let go of all of his worries. All of which sat on his shoulders and weighed down on him. It was gone for now and he couldn't have been smiling any more. He laughed a little at the feeling of something prickly against his skin. Shying away from it, Sebastian only partially turned to look back at Eric. "What was that?"

Eric was aware of what was happening, his throat went dry thinking about the consequences of this. While Sebastian wasn't worrying about anything, Eric couldn't be any more worried. He worried for the way that he was going to look to the people at home, for what would happen once Sebastian woke up. He didn't want to be delusional with him this way knowing that things would be different in the morning. Maybe he should have finished that joint and followed Sebastian with the drinks, he'd have more fun then. For now, it was nice seeing him have and relax for once. It was the sole purpose of this in the first place - why he decided that taking him out would be a good idea. With a small smirk, Eric laughed a little at his question, chasing him as he moved away to place a kiss on his neck. "It's my beard, do you hate it?" He asked, his beard wasn't as full as it could be, he liked to keep it clean and short but still there and still able to tickle.

Sebastian: His eyebrows rose slightly as Eric moved after him. There was that prickly sensation again, right there on his neck and in the middle of it he could feel a soft pair of lips also pressed to his skin. He found himself giggling and shying away from the sensation, his check lowering towards his shoulder as he nearly cut Eric off. "I don't know.." He answered him honestly, fully turning to face him now. Carefully, the blond lifted his hand and cupped the other's chin gently, allowing the tips of his fingers to gently graze across the short prickly hairs of Eric's beard. "It is funny.It....feels funny."

Eric kind of had to look up at the blonde. He was taller than him, quite a bit actually. But he didn't mind. It seemed like a lot of the males in the house were taller than him but Eric didn't pay attention to those kinds of details. In fact, he hardly paid attention to anything that didn't involve himself - which was kind of selfish of him, something he had to change if he wanted to someday become those type of people that cared. His dark eyes stared at somewhere in front of them while Sebastian's back rested against his chest, the little smirk tugging against the corner of his lips as he turned around to see him, his head leaning back a little when Sebastian touched his beard carefully. "Good funny or bad funny?" He questioned, his eyes observing him curiously. They had to speak a little loud due to the music, the heat making it a little hard to breathe.

Sebastian: It was hard enough having a fuzzy mind, but he could hardly hear Eric in front of him. When he did catch his words they all came to him very slowly. He pet Eric gently now, slowly dragging his hand across his beard. He nodded a short while after the question was asked, his gaze fixed on his beard alone. "...Good.." He replied, giving him another slow nod. His mouth fell slack momentarily as he was focused on watching Eric's beard. It was almost as if he stopped touching or looking at it that it'd go away and he wasn't ready for that just yet. "Hey.." Sebastian spoke up after a long pause, "I have to....bathroom."

Eric didn't interrupt as Sebastian seemed to find some fun in his beard. It happened when you were high - little things like that just seemed to instantly turn the most fun things and patterns seemed to become the softest things to touch. Ericwas aware, he understood. He liked when people played with his hair and his beard, it was relaxing, one of his weak spots - but Sebastian didn't need to know that. He chuckled as he confirmed that it was good, the silence between them remained even though everythingelse around them was incredibly loud. People screaming and talking to each other, music loud. But Eric allowed Sebastian to have a bit of silence to himself. "Sure. Come." He nodded, his hand dropping from his hips to catch one of his hands as they went for the search of a bathroom - hoping that at least then the cameras wouldn't want to come along. They would keep their mics. Eric wandered around, having to ask someone for infortmation before he found the bathroom's door, pushing it open for the blonde before he walked behind him, the door quickly getting locked by the dark haired man. So they had a bit of time. "Do you need to pee?" He asked, wondering if he should have stayed outside.

Sebastian 's hand tangled with Eric's for a second time as the two ventured off the dance floor on their quest for the bathroom. The blond didn't ask any questions. Eric did most of the talking. He was just along for the walk, enjoying himself as he waited until they finally found a bathroom. He stumbled past the doorway first, using the wall to stabilize himself since Eric was behind him. "Yes.." He answered, although not entirely bothered by the fact that Eric was there as well. Body parts were just body parts to Sebastian. They rarely held any other significant meaning. He trudged over to the urinal and relieved himself quickly before zipping up again and heading towards the sink to wash his hands. It was an automatic thing in his head. Going straight for the sink. The water felt nice against his hands and it was the second thing that fully captivated his attention that night. He played with it gently, watching as it cascaded down his fingers and into the drain.

Eric took the opportunity to relieve himself as well, since he figured this was probably the only time he'd have to do so without leaving Sebastian along outside in his state. He didn't actually mind the company, Sebastian was there only with his body, his mind was far far away. It was kinda cute, actually. Eric was done before Sebastian was, already drying his hands by the time the blonde got the sink. He didn't rush him, didn't say anything, he just leaned against the wall that was probably not clean to wait for. Letting him take his time, Eric watched him. He seemed so entertained with something as simple as water and the attention that he was paying to it was probably the most serious thing he had done since Eric introduced his magic cigarette to him. "You know, the planet earth doesn't like that waste of water that you're doing." He teased, letting out a small chuckle.

Sebastian was very focused on the water. It was the same way in which he had been focused on Eric's beard before. His mind was filled with all sorts of hazy thoughts. None of which truly connected or led anywhere. This was just calming and he was already feeling pretty damn calm. He touched his fingers to the bowl of the sink, gently rubbing his hand along the side of it as the water continued to stream onto his skin. His eyes lifted slowly and his mouth twisted into another smile as Eric's words began to make sense in his head. "Do you want some water?" He asked, already gently splashing some in Eric's direction.

Eric: The last thing that Eric expected was for Sebastian to throw water on him, but he should have. Of course. Sebastian had been taken by a cool guy, someone that was probably hidden inside of himself and the blonde refused to let out. His hands moved in front of him to protect himself away from the water, but it was uselles. "Hey, cut it off!" He requested, doing his best to hide his face away from it - he wasn't even sure why in the first place. It was just water. He gently slapped his hand, watching him through his fingers. "Come on."

Sebastian: Eric's reaction only brought a larger smile to his face and earned another laugh from the blond. He was highly amused by this, so of course he splashed him a few more times. He wanted more of that same reaction or maybe an even bigger one the second time around. He only frowned just slightly when he felt the other slap at his hands to get him to stop. Cupping his hands together now, Sebastian gathered a bit of water and used that to splash Eric instead. All in jest. This was fun for the blond. He wasn't attempting to act or be malicious in any way.

Eric's jaw dropped when Sebastian managed to get even more water at him even though he asked him to stop. He wasn't mad, not at all, this was probably the least mad he's even been with the blonde before - it was amusing to him how they could go to this and to hating each other in a second. Almost too wild for his lips.At this point, Eric noticed that there was no way to get him to stop by asking him, so he stepped closer to him, his hands grabbing his wrist in the air unintentionally pushing him back against the wall behind him to get him to stop moving around so much. His amused smile hung on his lips as he tried to not put a lot of strenght on his grip. "I asked you to stop nicely, i had to." He teased, his smile turning into a smirk in a second.

Sebastian: It was only a matter of seconds before Sebastian found himself pinned against a wall. Eric was very quick and swift in his movements. He hadn't been very rough with Sebastian, but the younger male still felt as though he had the air knocked out of him for a second after feeling his back touch the cold surface behind him. His eyes opened wide as looked down at him, mouth slightly agape. "Woah.." He breathed out finally, a soft chuckle echoing behind it. "You could have asked nicer.." Sebastian pointed out, his brows quirking as he tilted his head towards him. "..What is this? ...A movie?" He teased, pushing forward so that his nose just barely touched the other's before he playfully bit at the air between them. He laughed at his own actions once again, but his smile faltered and he quieted as his eyes rose to meet Eric's. He noticed then that he hadn't actually been looking at him that entire time and he was on the right path because this did seem like something straight out of a movie. "Can I kiss you?" He asked, so quiet his voice hardly came out as a whisper.

Eric's fingers closed around his skinny wrists, Sebastian could push him back and off of him anytime he felt like doing so. This was nothing, Eric wasn't going to be mad over some water that had been thrown over at him. Having Sebastian been sober, he probably would've drowned him in the sink right now, but like this - he knew he didn't mean anything bad. His smile told him so. "I could have, but i tend to get a little rough when my wishes aren't followed through." He said, only half-joking as he held him there still, his breathing just a little faster than usual. "What kind of movie?" He asked, closing the gap between them as Sebastian leaned closer, biting the air like a angry puppy - earning a chuckle from Eric that quickly stopped when he spoke again. His eyes blinked a few times as he looked at him, trying to see if he was way too high and heard wrong or if those words actually came out of his lips. His heartbeat sped up almost right away, what was even happening? "Yeah." He said, his lips betraying him and muttering the word out before he could even think this through.

Sebastian: There wasn't anything particularly funny or amusing about this moment. He wasn't laughing or smiling. It felt very serious. Why hadn't he been actually looking at Eric before? He looked in his direction. He looked at his beard early and it entranced him in the same way, but looking into his eyes was a little different. It was what brought this feeling on. This urge to fulfill this moment with a kiss. It wasn't like they hadn't done that before either. A kiss. Just a kiss before things took a turn for the worse. Now Sebastian wanted to again. None of those negatives were in his mind. He was living in the present and this was what he wanted in this state. The corners of his lips quirked into a smile and he shook his hands loose before closing the small gap between them. His eyes fell closed as their lips finally touched.

Eric: All the chuckles that had been flowing out of the two in that closed space stopped before Eric could really pay attention and memorize the sound of his laugh - he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to hear for a really long time and it was a shame. He wished Sebastian would laugh more often. A kiss. Sebastian was asking for a kiss from him and Eric realized that he didn't really mind. What was a kiss? Nothing. Or so he told himself after all these years. A kiss meant nothing, Sebastian wasn't in his right mind. His hands dropped from his wrist, gently resting on his hips again - now this felt familiar. Their lips touched gently, also a feeling that was familiar to Eric. He remebered their first kiss but this was also a first kiss, in a way. One of his hands moved up, resting in the back of his neck as his fingers were quick to tangle themselves into his blonde hair as he kissed him slowly, gently, savouring his lips and taking his time doing so.

Sebastian: This was more or less how the two met. In a very similar situation. The one time Sebastian chose to go out, he had gotten drunk on his own. They met while having fun and of course later on the blond had to go and ruin it. He could hardly remember any of that though. The same way he probably wouldn't remember this at all. Standing in such close quarters with Eric, asking for the kiss, and then following through with it. Surely all of this information was going to be forgotten come sunrise. For now he got to enjoy it at the very least. His hands rose to cup Eric's face again. He was very gentle with him this time around. Something about this just seemed to warrant caution from both parties. It was almost as if both were a little scared of pushing the other away. Eric's lips were soft against his own but he could feel that same prickly sensation tickle his upper lip and chin. That was what caused him to back away from the kiss. His thumb padded across his cheek softly and a sincere smile slid onto his lips as he opened his eyes to look at Eric.

Eric: The flashbacks of this situation flowed in Eric's mind almost right away. They had done this before, but not quite like this. A lot was different, a lot had changed overtime. They were once strangers and there was no hard feelings there, but now the only reason why this was happening was because Sebastian wasn't in his right mind - otherwise it wouldn't. They hated each other so much that a moment like this almost seemed weird to Eric. He didn't know how to feel, if he felt anything at all. He knew that when their lips touched, it wasn't a sexual kiss. At all. It was just a kiss, a nice kiss. His eyes opened a few seconds after Sebastian had already been leaned back, a smile breaking into his lips as he needed to take a moment to catch his breath that the blonde stole away. "Are you hungry? Wanna go somewhere for a burger? Or just go back and sleep this off?" He asked, his lips capturing his for a small peck one last time before he took a step back to let him go.

Sebastian waited for Eric to open his eyes before his smile stretched a bit farther. It was one of those dopey sort of smiles, lifting just one side of his mouth a touch higher than the other as he watched the male in silence. The pad of his thumb touched to the corner of Eric's smile. He liked his smile as well. It sat very nicely there on his soft soft lips. His eyebrows quirked and he could feel his mouth beginning to water immediately at the mention of food. He hadn't quite thought about it before, but now that it was placed into his mind it was all he wanted. Had he felt this hungry this time entire time? "A burger.." He repeated, nodding his head. Yes. Yes he would like a burger very much. "No..No I am hungry." He stated a bit more clearly now, smiling once again as Eric returned for a small peck.

Eric felt his cheeks burn, but he couldn't quite tell what was making him feel this way. His touch, maybe. As Sebastian touched the corner of his lips, his smile on grew and he shook his head, turning his head a little to catch the tip of his finger between his teeth playfully for less than a second. "Of course you are hungry." He chuckled, if he hadn't said anything Sebastian probably wouldn't be hungry until the morning, but now that he mentioned of course this was all the blonde wanted. "Okay, come on. Let's go." He said, holding his hand out for him as he decided to ignore all the banging on the door until he actually wanted to get out of there, the camera crew waited outside as they walked out, making it's way through the group of people who wanted to use the bathroom as well. Eric paid for all the drinks they had and got them a car so they could go to the diner, they could walk there but Sebastian was in no conditions to do so. Once the car drove them to the diner , Eric figured that maybe Sebastian would have liked a French restaurant or something instead of having American food, but this was better for the munchies. Would fill him up better.

Sebastian 's lips pushed into a pout. An actual pout with his lower lip stretching a bit farther out as he watched Eric bite at his finger playfully. "Hey." He protested, using that same hand to poke Eric on the nose with his index finger. It was some sort of punishment in his hazy mind. He nodded once the other mention food again. Food just sounded so good to him in that moment. It was only thing on his mind now. All the different kind of food he could eat. Just how much he could take in one sitting. It felt like he hadn't eaten anything in such a long time. Sebastian found himself following behind Eric once again. Wherever the dark haired male went, he was sure to follow because in reality he had no choice. They had arrived together and really they needed to stick together now more than anything. Sebastian may have been completely lost if Eric didn't stick around. He climbed into the back of the car, waiting until Eric slid in as well, before completely settling in. He leaned against the male, laying his head on his shoulder as the car took them to their next destination. "Are we there yet?" The blond mumbled despite only having just taken off.

Eric: As the door of the car closed and the driver began taking them where he was supposed to, Eric expected anything but having Sebastian sit so close to him or even rest against him like that. But he didn't mind, not really. It was just different from when they arrived, Sebastian almost needed to tkae a second car because sharing one with Eric just wasn't in his plans and now this. He didn't even know what to think, except that he didn't want to think anything. He shouldn't. Leaning his head against his just slightly, Eric let out a laugh as his arm rested around him for a cuddle. "We just left the bar." He told him, pressing a kiss on his cheek as his head leaned back. "Why don't you decide what you're going to eat on the way so when we get there we don't have to wait too much for it be ready because we took forever ordering?"

Sebastian: It didn't take very long for Eric to snuggle up to Sebastian and it didn't take very long for Sebastian to further nuzzle himself against the male. Physical contact like this was another one of those things that the blond often denied himself. He was too busy pushing people away. Too busy trying to shield this side of himself. The side that enjoyed this sort of thing. Cuddling and being close to another person. He hummed loudly in response when Eric suggested that he decide what he was going to eat. He hadn't even known where they were going, but the idea of a burger stuck in his mind from before so, "A burger.." Sebastian responded as though the answer was obvious. "No.." He paused, "two burgers!..Three burgers...We are going to get burgers right?"

Eric: Not even when they first met they had a moment like this where they were sitting in the back of a car and just taking a moment to cuddle and tangle themselves around with each other. It was nice and very warm compared with the cold France and the cold Sebastian. He couldn't hold back a laugh as Sebastian thought about what he was going to eat, three burgers seemed like a lot but Eric wouldn't stop him if that was what he wanted. "Three burgers? That's a lot. How about fries though, do you like fries?" He questioned, shifting in his seat as he turned his body a little more towards him so he'd be more comfortable, his hands coming up to play with his blonde hair as the car took them there.

Sebastian: "Yes." Sebastian responded with absolutely certainty. He wanted three burgers. Not a typical meal for him. One burger was fine on a good day. Otherwise he tried to avoid fast food altogether. It wasn't good for anyone trying to keep up with themselves. Staying healthy was a big part of Sebastian's life. He needed to. He needed stamina in order to compete. He wasn't going to get that if he let himself just go to waste. "Uhh..yes. I want fries too. All...all the fries.." He cut himself off an a giggle, turning into the hand that just found its way into his hair. A hum caught into his throat and he closed his eyes to enjoy that feeling. "...Do theeey....have ice cream?"

Eric: Eating healthy was kind of important for Eric as well, but he cheated a few times. He just never wanted to become that type of person that didn't eat a slice of pizza when they wanted to - he didn't want to crave something and never be able to eat. Most of the days he'd take it easy though, so that whenever he felt like eating something different he could do that without feeling guuilty. Eric didn't know what kind of competitions Sebastian was in, but the mere mention of being in one was enough to let him know that eating things like this wasn't something he did very often. Tonight he could though. He could have anything he wanted to have. "Good, i want some fries as well. With cheddar and bacon on top." He said, looking at him as he smiled a bit. "Hmm" He hummed along, nodding. "I think so. Would you rather a milkshake or a bowl of sundae?" He suggested, leaning towards him a little bit to feel the amazing fragance on his neck once more.

Sebastian: "You're very soft.." Sebastian commented at random. The thought came to mind as he sat there next to him so he just had to tell him before his train of thought moved onto something else. He exhaled on somewhat of a happy sigh. Now that the moods switch he wasn't feeling quite as excited as before. The party wave that washed over him had calmed now and so did he. It was time for food and a bit more relaxation. Whatever Eric was describing sounded good enough for Sebastian. He couldn't care less what was actually on the fries. As long as he had them. "A Strawberry Milkshake.." The blond decided, very sure of his specific answer.

Eric's nose tip barely touched the skin of his neck, he didn't want him to be aware of what he was doing. He just smelled like something and he wanted to figure out what it was, a mix between apple and flowers but at the same time nothing close to that. His comment earned a smile from Eric, but he wasn't. He wasn't soft, at all. He'd never be, no matter how hard he tried to be. However, Sebastian's could hardly be taken into consideration in this state. He didn't mean what he said, good or bad. Anything. "So are you, very very soft. And beautiful." He told him, his voice almost in a whisper, as if he was afraid to say those types of things and being judged for it later on. The car came to a stop eventually, and Eric asked him to stay and wait forthem because they probably wouldn't take too long. "Come on." He said, carefully leaning away from Sebastian so he could get out of the car and help him get out too. Choosing a table, Eric didn't even have to look through the menu since they had been discussing what they wanted on the way. "Two burgers, some friends with cheddar and bacon on top and two strawberry milkshakes." He ordered for them, his arm resting on the back of the little sofa thing that they were sitting on.

Sebastian lifted his eyes and then his head as he looked up towards Eric. Beautiful. That word had only been used to describe him a few times. When he was on the ice, performing in competitions, his routines had often been called beautiful. They had to be. It was what helped him advance in competitions. It was what helped him achieve some manner of sanity. When he was out on the ice everything was different. It provided a balance he wouldn't have otherwise. Now the word was being said to him directly. It confused him for a moment, whatever this feeling was that sat there in his chest for a moment longer than he would've wished for. It caught him off guard, even in this state, he could only offer a smile as a response. Before he knew it, the vehicle rolled to a stop and Eric was helping him out of the car. They were there finally. Now he couldn't stop licking his lips and as they were seated he was a little surprised to see that there food hadn't already been placed at the table. He turned to Eric with a frown when he began ordering. "Nooo!" He protested, his voice leaning towards a whisper but he was a little too loud to make it discreet. "Three. Three burgers."

Eric didn't need a response, he didn't say it so that he'd get a response. Sebastian really was beautiful, there was no denying. His face was sometimes breath-taking and the only thing that stopped people from acknowledging it moreoften was his horrible personality. Beauty wasn't everything and while he was really good looking, the only way Eric could stand being around him was when he was like this, somewhere between drunk and high. It was a shame really. Eric wished it was different, they could have more fun days like that one. A laugh scaped him when he protested, giving the waiter a look as if he was trying to tell him to follow what Sebastian said. Three burgers instead of two, he could steal one from him. Or something. It wouldn't take long to be ready, he hoped. "It should be done soon." He told him, turning to watch him now. "How are you feeling?" He asked, the feeling would still last for a few hours, he had quite a few drinks but the high would wear off before the alcohol would.

Sebastian curled up next to Eric once more as soon as the waiter left to put in their order. "Hungry" A pause, "...Tired." Tired. He was a little tired. Like he didn't want to hold himself up anymore, but that was okay because that's what Eric was for. To lean against, to use for support if he needed. He found himself resting his head on the other's shoulder once again as they waited. It took a few minutes but their milkshakes were the first thing to be brought out to table for them. The sight alone at least gave Sebastian enough energy to sit up on his own. He pulled one of them close and plunged the straw into a quickly before he started sipping at it even faster. There was that same thirst from before. He just couldn't wait to get more of it into his mouth.

Eric nodded. It all sounded familiar and it'd only get worse as they went on. He'd feel like death in the morning probably, but all the greasy food they were about to have should help in a way. Sebastian was quick to make himself comfortable and rest his head back, he just seemed so soft and small right now. His face was so close and he looked like he could fall asleep riht there. Eric wanted to kiss him again and he almost did, but Sebastian was kick to sit back up once the milkshakes were brought in for them and he just let him, he shouldn't want to kiss him anyways. Eric decided to wait for at least the fries to sip from his shake while Sebastian was quick to get started on his. "Is it delicious?" He asked, just as the fries were brought in for them, set in the middle of them in the table. Eric thanked the waiter, who warned them about the burgers and told them it'd be out soon.

Sebastian only forced himself to stop drinking the cold shake after that same cold got to him. Right at the top of his mouth, most called it brain freeze. His expression turned sour and he shook his head when Eric asked him a question. A question he hadn't exactly been paying attention to as he was focused on this disturbing feeling at the back of his mouth. The large order of fries were brought out to them just a few seconds later and the blond was able to at least distract himself with that. He moved onto the fries just as quickly as he had with the milkshake. He picked up just one, a large fry with a big glop of cheese some bacon bits stuck to it and popped it into his mouth. He hadn't thought heaven had a taste but there it was. Sebastian hadn't ever experienced cheese fries, let alone cheese fries with bacon. "Oh my god.." He half-breathed out, his mouth falling open just slightly as he fell back against the seat.

Eric let out a laugh, his hand coming up to rest over his lips as he did so while watching the expression on Sebastian's face. It was funny and also his own fault for being greedy and sucking on that straw way too fast. The smell of the fries made Eric's stomach make a noise that he hoped other people - especially the blonde beside him - couldn't hear. He reached for one, the sounds that came from the blonde almost a sexual sound. He knew better than to assume such a thing though. "Mhmm, i agree." He said, as he chewed and swallowed already reaching for some more. The next thing to come out for them were the burgers and they were kinda big. Eric coudl'nt wait to see Sebastian attempt to eat all of that, he didn't even think he could help him in the process. Maybe they'd have to take some back and that'd be good if he was hungry in the morning. The plates were set in front of them and Eric's eyes were a little wide as he shook his head. "You're never going to be able to eat this." He said, he usually didn't like wasting food but this time they probably would. Popping a few more fries in his mouth, Eric took a sip from his shake finally.

Sebastian: It felt as if he couldn't get the food into his mouth fast enough. Especially with his newfound love for these cheese fries. He rolled back up into a proper sitting position, using his shoulders to push himself off of the seat and the rest of him just followed until he was sat up again. "These are so good." Sebastian gushed as he picked up a few more, having to be a little faster this time around as the cheese began to ooze of a few of them before he managed to get them into his mouth. The leftover cheese stuck to his chin and part of cheek, but that didn't deter him from grabbing some more. Their burgers were the only thing that stopped him from absolutely hogging the entire order of fries before Eric even got a chance to have any. His brows furrowed when Eric told him he couldn't eat all of it. There it was. A challenge that he couldn't back away from even now. "Yeah?..Watch..Just watch." He challenged back, picking up one of the burgers so that he could take a big bite out of it.

Eric thought that seeing people like this was kinda gross usually, but with Sebastian he just found it amusing. He didn't usually get to see things like this with the male, he usually just saw him with his grumpy pout and now there he was making a mess with the cheese while sipping on his milkshake and waited for more food to get there. Eric occasionally reached for a fry or two but he allowed Sebastian to have the most, he was more hungry probably. Eric was slightly high too, he only had a few drags from the joint before he decided to put it out, he'd probably be hungrier when they morning arrived. "I know, that's why i ordered them." He said, letting out a chuckle when he noticed the cheese all over his face but didn't make any efforts to clean it for him just yet. He'd probably still make more of a mess with the burgers. "Okay, but take it easy. We don't want you to throw up or something." He said, using a napkin to take a burger for himself and left the other two for Sebastian. He took a shy bite from it while Sebastian had had half of the small burger in just one bite. It was hilarious. He almost couldn't chew properly while he giggled.

Sebastian: There was only so much Sebastian could choose from, he attempted to keep himself balance. Burger, fries, shake. Burger, fries, shake, and so on. It was a little odd because he was eating now, but he still felt hungry. It was like he had just been taken over by a monster and he couldn't be stopped. "But it's good." Sebastian complained between bites of food, his mouth still partially full as he spoke. His hand had lifted in an attempt to save the eldest from the view but he hadn't exactly done the best job at covering his mouth. He wasn't worried about getting sick even though his chances only increased the faster he tried to fill his stomach. His attention turned to the other when he heard a laugh spill from his lips, he swallowed what he had in his mouth to allow himself to laugh as well. "What?"

Eric: They had ordered a lot of food. Eric could almost see the look on the waiter's face when he told him what they wanted and the people around them watching Sebastian eat like he had been starving for a whole week. It was fine though, Eric wasn't going to be the one to stop him. Especially not for other people. He didn't care about them. "I know right? It's very good, but it can also make you sick. Do you want your tummy to hurt?" He asked, a fake pout in his lips before breaking into a smile. "You're just funny right now, you're a mess. A cute little mess." He teased, still taking his time on his burger while Sebastian just didn't know what he wanted to eat and what order he wanted to eat it.

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Eric: Sebastian seemed too focused on making all the food disappear from the table. One way or another he'd regret this later, the throwing up would come and unfortunarely they couldn't avoid the cameras anywhere they went - except for the bathroom sometimes. The producers were probably very happy with Eric right now. Not only did he get him high, but he was also eating like there was no tomorrow. Not a lot of people managed to get that out of the blonde. "That's because you're eating way too fast." He said, while taking a bite from his burger, alternating between that and the fries, sometimes taking a sip of the milkshake that was almost over anyways. "Plus, i only have one burger...And you... well now you just have one as well but you had two before."

Sebastian: His head tilted to the side as he examined the table and all of its contents. He had only two burgers and his milkshake in front of him. The order of fries was sat between them and Eric also had a burger and his shake. He inhaled deeply, setting his dirty hands on the surface in front of him. "Two?" He echoed in confusion. "I asked for three." Sebastian pointed out, picking up the second burger. This one he took just a bit slower. His bites weren't as big now that he was starting to take his time, the first burger was just beginning to settle in as he started filling up.

Eric snorted a laugh. He almost managed to trick him with the whole three burgers ordeal. His hand brought his own burger up to his lips for a bite as he shrugged, giving himself a few seoncs to think what he was going to say. "Well, you had three. You ate it." He decided to say, hopefully he'd buy it. He didn't think ordering a extra burger just to satify his mind right now would result in any good. Sebastian looked like he was almost not handling what he had in the table. Eric took a few more bites from his burger, finishing it off as he reached for his shake and also finished it off, the straw making a noise as he got to the bottom of him. "Ahh." He let out in a whisper, his stomach full as he rested his hand over it and leaned back.

Sebastian knew he had eaten his burger quickly, but he wasn't entire sure how fast he had been going in order to have actually eaten a full second burger. To think that he was now on his third almost made a little sense though. He wasn't even halfway through it, but his stomach was already telling him to stop. He forced two or three more bites before he just couldn't handle anymore of it. Copying Eric's position Sebastian leaned back in his seat with a heavy sigh. A burger and half, most of the fries and an entire milkshake in a short span of time knocked him down a peg or two. He only leaned forward in order to grab a single, cheese and bacon-less fry. "I love fries..." He confessed, holding the crispy golden fry up to his nose. "French fries...Hey.." A laugh spilled from his lips, "French fry..I am French...but this..." another laugh. "this fry is not French...it's an imposter.. Fries aren't French.."

Eric was done for the night. He felt like he had eaten way too much but he didn't eat as much as Sebastian. He couldn't imagine how the blonde would feel in the morning, if he was even able to hold it all down until the sun arrived. He wasn't even sure anymore but he hoped he would be very far away from him when that happened because the male was bound to blame him for it, when it was literally him just doing what he wanted to do. Eric offered him a smile when he leaned back, his words forcing him to shake his head. "Why are they calling themselves French Fries then?" He asked, playing along was easier than going against him. That was a thought that he had around anyone who was even slightly under some sort of influence, even if that someone was someone he disliked.

Sebastian sat up in that instant. As though Eric had just revealed something truly worth while. Why did they call them French Fries? There was absolutely nothing French about them. "I do not know.." He frowned, taking an exaggerated bite out of the fry before tossing the rest of it back onto the table. He was officially finished with everything. "I don't know.." He repeated again, a bit sadder now as he shuffled closer to Eric so he could rest on him once more. "Why do you think they call them French Fries?" He asked, his voice just a little louder than a whisper as he set his cheek against the other's shoulder.

Eric let out a small chuckle, he seemed so upset that he didn't know the answer to his question. Sober Sebastian would probably know and if he didn't, he'd still find a way to come out on top after the question. "That makes me feel a little disappointed in you." He said, not at all serious - a fake pout taking place on his lips as Sebastian got settled close to him once again, returning the question. "Hmm" He thought about it for a while, letting out his breath as he looked at him, bumping their noses together for a bit, his head moving from one side to the other. "Why do you think this is called Eskimo Kiss?" He questioned once he leaned away, his lips pressing a small kiss at the tip of his nose on his way back.

Sebastian nodded gently, he wasn't exactly in the mood to argue anything. He was stuffed and now just tired and a little disappointed in himself too, but that feeling passed as soon as the subject changed. His lids closed and he sat there listening to the sound of the other's hum and then the soft sigh that followed soon after. He turned his head some only to be greeted by Eric's nose against his own earning yet another smile for him. Tilting his head gently, he returned the small bump against Eric's nose. "Because that's what they do.." He guessed, looking up at him. There was another second of yearning, an impulse that pushed him forward so that he was pressing his lips to Eric's once more.

Eric accepted his answer, it seemed like a reasonable one. It was what they did, it didn't answer his question completely but he didn't expect him to answer like he wanted him to. He didn't expect Sebastian to kiss him either, but he wasn't complaining. Not for now at least, maybe in the morning. His lips touched his gently, with not a rush in the world as his hand came in contact with his skin, resting on his long neck while his thumb drew shapes on him and his lips enjoyed the taste of cheese that remained in there. Everything was very calm and peaceful around them right now and Eric enjoyed it, he wasn't bothered by people who watched them or by the cameras in front of them. He was just starting to learn how to ignore those things.

Sebastian felt comfortable in more than one sense with just sitting there and kissing Eric. It was the result of being intoxicated. He had felt relaxed nearly the entire time. There were worries clogging his thoughts beside the minor ones that were only brought to light by his lack of sobriety. Yet it wasn't until just then, when their lips touched that he felt truly comfortable with himself. Perhaps he was just reaching his peak and soon enough everything would come tumbling down. The kiss didn't last too long, the blond pulled away after a few seconds but remained close enough to lean against him still. "Mmm.." He hummed, slowly open his eyes to the sight of cheesy yellow beard. "You..you have something." He laughed softly, pointing towards his own chin.

Eric: The kiss didn't last as long as Eric wanted it to. For some weird reason, he thought that he actually kinda liked kissing him. Maybe that was because at least the blonde wasn't talking and making him feel like he'd rather rip his arm off than keep 5 more minutes of conversation with him. This version of him Eric liked, but it wasn't the official version and once the high wore off the chances of Eric being able to talk to him were very slim. Their lips separated with a hum from Eric who couldn't help but lean back and steal a slow peck from him. He always did that. He frowned when he spoke though, reaching for a napkin - giving it to Sebastian. "Can you get it for me?" He asked, his head leaning back to give him better access - deciding to not tell him about how his face was a mess yet. Maybe he'd just let him find out in the morning when he looked himself in the mirror.

Sebastian: Eric came back for seconds, in the same manner as before; a quick final peck to the lips that still brought a dopey smile to his face. Sebastian sat up a little in order to clean him off. The contents in his stomach definitely weren't settling nicely and they provided him with this nasty heavy feeling inside, as if he were going to explode at any second while also being weighed down. The blond was very careful as he wiped away the cheesy contents from Eric's beard. "I don't know if you'd want to save this for later...it might have gotten nasty...you know..bugs." He trailed off, forcing his focus on getting the last of it cleaned off with the napkin. "There."

Eric tried to keep his smile small as Sebastian tried to get rid of the cheese in his beard, sticking his tongue out at him playfully when he finished. "Nah, it'd ruin my beard. I'd have to shave and get rid of all of it." He exaggerated, at this point Sebastian would jsut believe him with whatever he said. Eric decided to just let him the way that he was, cheese and all. It was kinda cute. "Are you ready to go? It's kinda late." He asked, looking at him. He didn't even know what time it was but they had been out for hours now. "But we can stay more if you aren't tired yet." He added after a small pause, he wouldn't mind - but he figured that the more time it passed the more tired he'd be.

Sebastian pouted his lips again, head tilting to the side as he attempted to picture Eric without a beard, but nothing came to mind. "No..I don't like that..Your beard is nice." He declared with a sure nod of his head. Eric didn't have to argue for or against staying or leaving. The younger male already had his mind set on heading back to their cabins, his entire body was beginning to just feel far too heavy for him to continue moving. Sooner or later he'd end up just not doing so at all and he'd be stuck there in the diner till morning. "Yes...I want to go.."

Eric gave him a smile, a genuine one but still tiny under his compliment. He liked his beard and that was something he'd keep to himself no matter what Sebastian came around to say later on. "Thank you. I love your hair." He told him. He thought he was quite good with compliments usually, but with Sebastian it was kinda hard. He couldn't just put out everything he thought about him right there because once he was sober those thoughts would be pushed right back to the back of his head. Complimenting only his hair right now was just fine though, people knew Eric had a thing for blondes. Natural blondes or not. Eric nodded when he said he wanted to go. "Okay, just wait here for a minute because i'm going to go over there to pay for everything and when i'm back we can go alright?" He said, carefully moving his arm away as he stood up, taking his card out of his wallet on his way to the register.

Sebastian: "Thank you.." Sebastian hummed a reply, setting his elbows on the table so that he could rest his chin on his hands now. He just nodded as best he could when Eric told him what he was going to do. His words just flew right over his head. The only instruction he knew how to follow was staying put. Sebastian could stay put very well. He was okay with doing anything that required the least amount of movement now. Slowly he began moving from his previous position until his head was rested face down against his arms on the table. The only thing he could look forward to now was getting back and curling up in his sleeping bag until morning. The party energy was sucked right out of him.

Eric hoped to not take very long, but there was a small queue of people also looking to pay for their food. His feet tapped against the floor impatiently, looking back a few times to make sure that Sebastian hadn't decided to do something else while he was away - thankful that all the energy from before was probably fading away by now. Eventually his time came and he was quick to pay for it, he didn't usually check the price - it hardly mattered for him. Walking back, he gently poked Sebastian's shoulder while he rested there for a minute. "Let's go babe." He said softly, his hand gently stroking his back.

Sebastian: There's a hand at his back and Sebastian's eyes flutter open. He could've fallen completely asleep right then and there if Eric had taken just a few minutes longer. Eric's touch was gentle and soothing, as though he actually cared for his well being. It took another beat for Sebastian to actually roll back up into a sitting position, putting whatever leftover energy he had into moving now. He scooted off his seat and onto his feet a bit unsteadily, already looking to take Eric's hand so that he could guide him back to the car. Relying on Eric proved to be much easier than depending on himself. Besides he already got used to the feeling of the other's hand in his.

Eric: It was Sebastian's turn to take his hand and Eric let him. He didn't mind it, not if Sebastian wanted him that way. He offered him a smile - for that short period of time Eric actually cared enough to make sure that he ended up in his cabin by the end of the night safe and sound. He wouldn't be like this and in that diner if it wasn't for him, so the least he could do was bring him back. Leading the way outside, Eric's fingers laced through Sebastian's as he pushed the door of the diner open for him, letting him walk out first before he followed. The car waited for them like Eric had asked him to, the door being pulled open by Eric for Sebastian again - helping him inside the car as he slid inside after him. "You can take us back now." He told the driver, bringing Sebastian closer to him, his arm moving to rest around him already.

Sebastian could hardly keep his eyes open at this point so he was counting on Eric to guide him safely. In that moment Eric earned his full trust and that was feat not many could achieve. They arrived back to the car a lot faster than he anticipated, he crawled into the backseat with Eric's assistance. No sooner had the dark haired male sat down and closed the door did Sebastian curl up to him. His arms snaked around Eric's midsection and allowed his eyes to close as he rested his head on his chest. Luckily for him the driver hadn't had the music very loud and Eric didn't seem to strike up any immediate conversation so he rested easily. Within just the first few minutes of their journey back the blond was already practically asleep and hugging Eric close.

Eric -- The car started to move not long after Eric gave him the 'ok' to go, Sebastian curling up against him like a little exhausted baby that couldn't wait to get in bed. He probably asked out of him a lot than he was used, a party, drinking, smoking, eating unhealthy, that was probably a lot for someone like Sebastian that never had any kinds of fun. Eric rested against the seat, both of his arms resting around him as he hugged him close safely, his cheek resting against his head while one of his hands rubbed his back softly. The drive back wasn't long, by the time it stopped Sebastian had been asleep for a little bit and he looked so peaceful - it almost made Eric feel bad for having to wake him up. "Hey....We're here. Wake up." He spoke softly, shaking him slightly.

Sebastian 's little nap wasn't nearly as long as he would've wanted. His expression turned sour at the feeling of Eric moving him so that he'd wake up. A soft groan emanated from his throat as he turned to sit up, the contents of his stomach audible gurgling as he felt everything shift inside of him. His eyes were only cracked open and narrowed as he looked towards Eric, lifting a hand to brush his own fingers through his hair. His jaw dropped some on a closed mouth yawn and he extended his elbows in opposite directons, there was only so much room to stretch in the back of a car. He waited until Eric got out so that he could follow soon after.

Eric sighed softly. He looked like a little angel when he was sleeping like this, so soft and small that didn't even give off the vibe of the usual asshole that he was when he was awake. If he just slept like this he could probably win over anyone. Eric gave Sebastian a moment before he moved out of the car, giving him enough space to get out whenever he was ready, but held his hand out for him since he clearly needed it. "Come on. You don't want to pick you up like a baby now, do you?" He teased, he could do that if Sebastian wanted him to but he figured it wasn't really all that necessary.

Sebastian: The moment Sebastian's feet touched the ground and he was stood in an upright position, he could feel his stomach begin to gurgle and lurch once more. He felt dizzy and not at all himself. Whatever he had been doing clearly was beginning to come back around to him. He shook his head and took Eric's hand instead. He still needed it if he was going to get anywhere. He couldn't have felt any more unsteady. The two began walking, presumably back to his cabin with Eric in the lead and Sebastian in tow. Each step he took proved to be more and more dangerous. He was afraid to open his mouth, afraid to even speak, but he needed to give some kind of warning as the vile contents of his stomach started shooting up his throat at an alarming rate. "Wait—" Was all he managed to get out before breaking away from Eric in order to heave not entirely so discreetly on the ground.

Eric gave the other a small smile as he got out of the car finally, his hand taking his right away as they headed back to the cabins. The night was coming to an end and Eric was surprised that it lasted this long, he figured Sebastian would have wnated to come back as soon as they got there and even though he wasn't in his normal state, they had some kind of fun together. Probably wouldn't matter when he felt like death in the morning but for now, they could just enjoy it. However, as they walked suddenly Sebastian separated himself from him and Eric only really had time to step back as everything that Sebastian ate in the diner a few minutes ago came right out of him - just like Eric already expected. He shook his head, he felt bad for him but in the back of his mind he was so damn glad that the cameras were filming this. He couldn't wait for sober Sebastian to see what he'd done and how much he embarrassed himself through the night. Hopefully he'd see that Eric also very nice to him. "Gross."

Sebastian: He was trying very hard for this not to happen, but the inevitable always occurred when least expected. Sebastian was already getting around to feeling absolutely terrible. His stomach was more than upset at this point. He heaved at least three times. As it turns out: two shots of tequila, two full glasses of rum and coke, a few hits from joint, a burger and a half, most of the cheese fries with bacon order, and an entire milkshake did not mix well together. So much for the pretty white snow? He groaned, more than desperately in need of water now as his throat felt horrid after the acidic contents passed through. The dizziness from before was slowly being replaced with a headache right at the back of his head. Standing upright once more, the blond stumbled some as he tried to back away from his own mess.

Eric couldn't look as the mess left Sebastian's stomach all at once. The smell, how it look, all of it was pretty gross and he didn't want to start throwing up himself as well. At least one off them should be okay through the night. He looked away, letting him get everything out before he walked around behind him, he probably felt so bad right now. "Are you alright? This would have happened anyways, either now or in the morning and it's better now so you're okay in the morning." He told him, in hopes to make him feel better as he rubbed his back gently. "Come on, let's go to your cabin, it's right there. You can drink some water and get in bed, sleep this off." He suggested, patting his back gently as he rushed him.

Sebastian: A second groan left the blond and his eyes narrowed as he placed a hand on his stomach. Are you alright. No of course he wasn't alright. He felt terrible. It didn't matter to him when this was going to happen. It was the fact that it was happening in the first place that brought on such a negative mood now. He shrugged Eric's hand off and stumbled to the side with a small grunt. He didn't want to be touched anymore. He didn't want to be around Eric right now and he didn't want his help either. "Do not touch me." Sebastian grumbled, sending him a glare as took another step to further distance himself. "I can get back by myself." He sneered finally, making his own retreat by half stumbling his way back to his cabin. Nothing matter now more than sleep. Eric could fuck off for all he cared. He didn't care if he followed him back. He didn't care if he wanted to spend the night with him. Sebastian didn't want anything to do with Eric now.

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