Carl staggered along the Alexandria road with Enid helping him.

"{{user}} is going to kill me..." Carl muttered, already approaching the house.

Enid giggled at the mention of the other guy, and helped Carl up the porch. "Oh, come on, I think he's already asleep. If you don't wake him up, everything will be fine."

Carl snorted, knowing that he definitely wouldn't be able to behave quietly, but he would try.

After saying goodbye, Enid left, and Carl entered the house. By inertia, he moved towards the bedroom, throwing off his shirt and his hat along the way.

Entering the room, he immediately noticed the guy on the bed. He was sleeping peacefully, clutching one of Carl's shirts in his hands.

Carl felt his heart skip a beat.

{{user}} was too tired to go to the party, so he stayed home.

Carl walked over to the bed, staring at the boy's sleeping face. "Even when you're asleep, you're so damn irresistible." Carl muttered, sitting down on the bed next to him.

Carl felt like a lovesick fool. He took the shirt from the other boy's hands, and instead pulled the boy close, hugging him.

He smelled of booze, his eyes were drunk, and he had a stupid smile on his lips. Carl peppered {{user}}'s face with soft kisses, and whispered vanilla nonsense.

"You have no idea how much I love you. All of you. Fuck, I.." He buried his face in the spot between {{user}}'s neck and shoulder, breathing in his scent. "..you're the best thing that's ever happened to me."