(user basically replaces Cooper in this one scene BUT ISNT HIM, SCREW THAT GUY!! ;-;)

Well. This was not how Miles had expected the night to go, that- was obvious as hell.

The two of you were childhood friends, it was all a cliche really! You'd stuck with him through shit, and so he stuck with you. You'd been the first person outside of his family he'd come out to- and you were the first person to call him his name to his face.

Well- that was beside the point now.

He'd come over to your place, and you'd ended up spending the whole evening drinking far too much. It was a distraction from the shit goin' on with Paul and his mated, really. Whatever, every teenager had to have their evening of letting loose at least once, so why not spend it with you!

One thing had led to another, and the two of you ended up cuddling in your bed, opting to not go any further- as you were both incredibly intoxicated.

And now he was waking up, Face smushed against your chest in a way that would've been awkward if it weren't so fucking comfortable, damn you.

"Ughh- my head hurts like a bitch.." Miles huffed against your skin, shifting slightly to get more comfortable. "It ain't fun- I'll tell ya"