@etxrnaleclipse liked for a starter; whomever & damocles what happens in vegas
the night before is a blur. damocles hadn't planned to show up at all, though plans swiftly changed when he'd been all but forced out the door by well meaning friends and told to have a good time, maybe even to find himself a man or something along those lines. he'd brushed it off at the time, friends teasing him, but it is a universal truth that his brother is only going to be getting married once, and the fact that he'd invited dam along for this bachelor party at all speaks volumes to how far they've come from their terrible sibling rivalry as kids.
but now his head hurts and his eyes barely want to slit open. he's face down on a mattress that is equal parts comfortable and lumpy somehow, and he can feel a strange sting across his back like a cat has used him as a scratching post. when he shifts his muscles ache in ways that feel surprising and strange. it takes him a moment to recover from anything before he's blinking his eyes open, forcing them, really, against the harsh grey white blur of the room.
he can feel something on his hand, and when he shifts it, he sees a ring that he's definitely never seen before. he's naked, which is startling, because damocles doesn't sleep naked. ever. and when he sits up he realizes there's a shower running in the room he's supposed to be alone in.
"the hell happened?" a hand reaches up to press against his head as he notes the shower switching off, and he glances toward the bathroom door, hoping for some kind of answers to come walking out of it.
