inbox : sender pushes receiver up against a tree to kiss them. — @insatiiable // jackson & danny.
it was a dark, wet, and late night. danny was tired, but jackson was...well, jackson. he's half-slumped over on danny's shoulder, talking about god knows what at this point. danny just nods and listens like he usually does. jackson's gonna complain about a splitting headache and have no recollection of this entire walk in the morning, danny's sure of it. been there, done that.
they finally make it back to his place, and he's grateful to not have to support another person's entire body weight anymore at this point. he digs his keys out, opens the door, and flips the light on all while dragging jackson's ass inside. he's gonna kick his ass for this.
he makes the mistake of turning to slip his shoes off and leaves jackson unattended for an entire sixty seconds. just as he' starts to turn 's turning back around he's slammed into the wall. jackson's face thisclose to his, a shit-eating grin plastered across his lips.
" you're dru-- "
he can taste it on jackson's lips, in his mouth, on his tongue. the bittersweet taste of lingering alcohol of whatever concotion the other had used to get himself into this state. danny isn't sure, but his hands are gripping, pushing...pulling? pushing jackson away. a strangled grunt leaves him, holding the other out at arms length like a child.
not like this.
" — you're drunk, jackson... "
