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Crack-fic. Saejin and Aleks get drunk and make plans. Not very in character with the rest of my "verse" that only exists in my head oh god
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“I think-“ Saejin started to speak, then stopped to hiccup and take another swig from the bottle he was currently clutching onto. The glass lay discarded on the floor; he had long decided it would be much more productive to just drink straight from the source. “I think we are both fucking drunk.”
Aleks only giggled, flushed cheek pressed against Saejin’s thigh. The younger boy was sprawled out on the ground, hugging a second bottle of unmarked booze close to his chest. They were both outside, kicked out of Aleks’ trailer by the other inhabitants, who, for some odd reason, felt sleep was slightly more important than getting trashed at two in the morning.
“No, seriously-“ Saejin moved his leg, Aleks giving a soft ‘oof’ as his head fall onto the damp grass. “We’re fucking smashed.”
“Wasn’t that the point, love?” Aleks heaved himself up, waggling his bottle teasingly in Saejin’s direction before taking a long sip. The older man ripped it away before he could finish, and some of the amber liquid found its way onto Aleks’ chin rather than in his mouth, where it belonged. It wasn’t there for long, though; Saejin had run out of his own liquor, and decided to solve the problem by licking the drops from his friend’s chin instead.
A small shiver ran down Aleks’ spine, and he expressed the feeling with another round of giggles. “Oh god, you know what would be hot?”
“Shut up,” Saejin hissed, trailing his lips up the other’s jawline. Aleks ignored the command, wriggling when Saejin’s hands came to rest on his side. “No, seriously. You know that kid? The guy- the one who sells the popcorn and shit.”
“Jesus fuck, I said shut up.” Sitting back on his heels, Saejin did his best to glare at the younger man. But it was too late- his curiosity had piqued. “What about the kid?”
Aleks eyes glittered dangerously as he whispered his plan into the night. “I’m going to fuck him.”
“Like hell you are. Well, maybe you can,” Saejin conceded, face set in a sharp smirk. “But not until I’m finished with him.”
“No, no, it’s okay! We can share him.” The carousel worker jumped to his feet, fell back on his ass, then struggled to his feet once more. A dastardly plot was rapidly building in his head, and his excitement for it was clearly visible. Saejin huffed, but Aleks reached down to ruffle his hair reassuringly. “No, I’m being serious. We can go get him, and, like… steal him or something. And- oh god- we can tie him up! Oh shiiiiit this is gonna be fucking amazing.” His lids slid down over his eyes, the tip of his tongue poking out as visions of successful fulfillment of The Plan ran through his head.
His reverie stalled somewhat as a sharp pain burst in his head. At some point Saejin had stood, dealing a forceful strike to the back of his head. “Yah! You can’t just, like… say that you’re gonna steal someone. You need a real plan, with steps and shit, and you need someone capable to pull it off, and we-“ Here he stumbled slightly, uneasy on his feat. “We are most definitely not capable right now.”
“We’re perfectly capable!” Aleks protested, pursing his full lips into a pout. “We’re like fucking superheroes or some shit like that. Oh, fuck!” His eyes suddenly lit up brightly as an idea occurred to him. “We are superheroes. I decided.”
“Really?” Saejin cocked an eyebrow, one hand on his hip, and the position would have been sexy if it weren’t for the fact he kept tipping dangerously to one side.
Aleks was unfazed by this, though, too wrapped up in his new idea. “Really really. Oh, oh- I can be the Swallower!” He gave a shrieking sort of giggle, clasping his hands together in raptures over his brilliance. “And you can be my sidekick….” One hand was placed on Saejin’s shoulder, the wide grin on Aleks’ face replaced by a look of solemnity as he bestowed the honor of his new title on the older man.
“Fuck off if I’m your sidekick,” Saejin snarled, shrugging the hand off his shoulder. “If anyone’s the sidekick here, it’s you.”
“Can I still be the Swallower?”
After making a big show of debating the decision, Saejin finally gave a deigning nod. “I guess.”
“Okay then.” That grin was back as Aleks took Saejin by the hand and attempted to pull him forward.
oh yeah also this is unfinished... which i just realized
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“I think-“ Saejin started to speak, then stopped to hiccup and take another swig from the bottle he was currently clutching onto. The glass lay discarded on the floor; he had long decided it would be much more productive to just drink straight from the source. “I think we are both fucking drunk.”
Aleks only giggled, flushed cheek pressed against Saejin’s thigh. The younger boy was sprawled out on the ground, hugging a second bottle of unmarked booze close to his chest. They were both outside, kicked out of Aleks’ trailer by the other inhabitants, who, for some odd reason, felt sleep was slightly more important than getting trashed at two in the morning.
“No, seriously-“ Saejin moved his leg, Aleks giving a soft ‘oof’ as his head fall onto the damp grass. “We’re fucking smashed.”
“Wasn’t that the point, love?” Aleks heaved himself up, waggling his bottle teasingly in Saejin’s direction before taking a long sip. The older man ripped it away before he could finish, and some of the amber liquid found its way onto Aleks’ chin rather than in his mouth, where it belonged. It wasn’t there for long, though; Saejin had run out of his own liquor, and decided to solve the problem by licking the drops from his friend’s chin instead.
A small shiver ran down Aleks’ spine, and he expressed the feeling with another round of giggles. “Oh god, you know what would be hot?”
“Shut up,” Saejin hissed, trailing his lips up the other’s jawline. Aleks ignored the command, wriggling when Saejin’s hands came to rest on his side. “No, seriously. You know that kid? The guy- the one who sells the popcorn and shit.”
“Jesus fuck, I said shut up.” Sitting back on his heels, Saejin did his best to glare at the younger man. But it was too late- his curiosity had piqued. “What about the kid?”
Aleks eyes glittered dangerously as he whispered his plan into the night. “I’m going to fuck him.”
“Like hell you are. Well, maybe you can,” Saejin conceded, face set in a sharp smirk. “But not until I’m finished with him.”
“No, no, it’s okay! We can share him.” The carousel worker jumped to his feet, fell back on his ass, then struggled to his feet once more. A dastardly plot was rapidly building in his head, and his excitement for it was clearly visible. Saejin huffed, but Aleks reached down to ruffle his hair reassuringly. “No, I’m being serious. We can go get him, and, like… steal him or something. And- oh god- we can tie him up! Oh shiiiiit this is gonna be fucking amazing.” His lids slid down over his eyes, the tip of his tongue poking out as visions of successful fulfillment of The Plan ran through his head.
His reverie stalled somewhat as a sharp pain burst in his head. At some point Saejin had stood, dealing a forceful strike to the back of his head. “Yah! You can’t just, like… say that you’re gonna steal someone. You need a real plan, with steps and shit, and you need someone capable to pull it off, and we-“ Here he stumbled slightly, uneasy on his feat. “We are most definitely not capable right now.”
“We’re perfectly capable!” Aleks protested, pursing his full lips into a pout. “We’re like fucking superheroes or some shit like that. Oh, fuck!” His eyes suddenly lit up brightly as an idea occurred to him. “We are superheroes. I decided.”
“Really?” Saejin cocked an eyebrow, one hand on his hip, and the position would have been sexy if it weren’t for the fact he kept tipping dangerously to one side.
Aleks was unfazed by this, though, too wrapped up in his new idea. “Really really. Oh, oh- I can be the Swallower!” He gave a shrieking sort of giggle, clasping his hands together in raptures over his brilliance. “And you can be my sidekick….” One hand was placed on Saejin’s shoulder, the wide grin on Aleks’ face replaced by a look of solemnity as he bestowed the honor of his new title on the older man.
“Fuck off if I’m your sidekick,” Saejin snarled, shrugging the hand off his shoulder. “If anyone’s the sidekick here, it’s you.”
“Can I still be the Swallower?”
After making a big show of debating the decision, Saejin finally gave a deigning nod. “I guess.”
“Okay then.” That grin was back as Aleks took Saejin by the hand and attempted to pull him forward.
oh yeah also this is unfinished... which i just realized