General RP Stripping for the Credit Union and SLC (Crow)

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran tilts his head, "Oh." He frowns slightly and then shrugs, "Sorry."

 

[Crow]

He shakes his head "dont be sorry baby, you told me finally and that's what matters, us together"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran tilts his head slightly, peering at Gavin and then shrugs, laying his head on the other's shoulder.

 

[Crow]

He let's out a sigh when the car finally stops. He would thank the Uber and carry Ciaran into their apartment, holding himself close

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran smiles softly, "Mmm. . . I wanna go to beeed-"

 

[Crow]

"Want to sleep together?" He asks as he takes him to his room, hoping he will say yes

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

"Mmm. . . sleepy." he mumbles, not giving a yes. . . but not a no either. He nuzzles into Gavin's warmth, eyes falling shut.

 

[Crow]

He smiles, moving ciarans hair out of his face and places him on the bed, feeling too tired to strip them of their clothes as he cuddles up with Ciaran

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran hums softly and clo0se his eyes, falling asleep quickly.

The next morning, Ciaran wake before Gavin, stretching and yawning, though his head was pounding majorly. What the fuck. . . how much had he had to drink last night? He rolls slightly and nuzzles into the pillow, but it didn';t smell like him. He jerks back, "Fuck--!" He tumbles off the bed with his jerky movement, and sits on the floor, blinking as he looks around. Gavin's room.

 

[Crow]

Gavin was spooning the other, sleeping heavily that he didn't notice the sound from him falling off the bed. His shirt was raised over his abs, showing a bit of his lower body as well. Clearly tired from last night

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran stares at Gavin, his eyes wide. He scrambles to his feet, "What the actual fuck. . ." He winces, gasping as the soreness in his ass twinged. He drags a hand through his hair, shuddering, trying to wrack his brain for what happened the night before.

 

[Crow]

Gavin stirred a bit and opened his eyes, yawning "hey Ci, sleepnwell?" He groaned and covered his eyes as his head sounded behind his eyes "damn hangovers"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran stares at Gavin, his chest rising faster as panic slowly loomed over the usually composed Irishman. "What happened last night, Gav?" He steps back, pressing a hand into his lower back and wincing with the step.

"What did I do?" A heavy mix of fear and self loathing filled him at the thought of what he could have done.

 

[Crow]

He looks confused and looks up at him "do you not remember? We danced and we..." he wasn't sure how much he should say

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran stares at Gavin, his free hand coming up to fist the collar of his own rumpled shirt, gasping in a breath as he struggles to even his breathing. He wouldn't, would he? Had he? His lower back and ass ached with an unfamiliar feeling and his jaw was sore now that he thought about it.

He hadn't. . . He couldn't have. He shakes his head, "Fuck." He mutters, rubbing his eyes. "Fuck." He repeats.

"Don't say anything." He snaps, turning and stomping from the room, or well. . . Limping. He goes to his own room, head pounding with his hangover and panic.

 

[Crow]

He was about to say something but was interrupted by Ciaran. He laid in bed hiding his face with a pillow. He fucked up. He let his heart go after Ciaran last night and now it was all fucked up. What was he supposed to do now?

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran wasn't mad. Not really. He sank onto his bed, yanking open the drawer to his nightstand to find some painkillers. He could guess what happened, but he didn't want to remember. He wasn't mad it was Gavin, he was mad he lost control. He hated himself for letting it slip.

He swallows the pills dry, knowing it would take longer to work, but also no caring. Maybe the pain in his head would distract the hate and anger towards himself. He could only imagine how Gav felt. He curls onto his side, pressing his face into his pillow.

 

[Crow]

Gavin was too scared to leave his room, thinking he ruined their friendship. He picked up his phone going to text his roomie [hey, im so sorry about last night. I..misread the situation and thought you liked me more than friends. Im sorry, I fucked up]

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran slumps back, his phone buzzing in his back pocket. He frowns and tugs it out. It's not you. He sends it before thinking and sets his phone aside. He curls into a tight ball, whimpering softly in pain.

 

[Crow]

He reads the reply and decides to get up. He goes to Coarans door ans barges in, not. Bothering with knocking. "If not me than what's wrong? How did I not screw up?" He says seeing Ciaran balled up. He sits on the bed, reaching out to comfort him but stopps himself.

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran jumps and looks up, "You're. . . You. . . I–" He presses his hand to his head. "I can't. I can't be with you."

 

[Crow]

He paused hearing this. It hurt. It hurt so much more than just knowing he was unattainable. "So last night was just what? A lapse of judgement?"

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran sits up, pulling his knees to his chest. "I can't be with anyone, Gav. Unless they happen to be some pretty Catholic girl." He stares at Gavin, and then away.

 

[Crow]

He tried to calm down, looking at him "so that's it. " He was beginning to understand but couldn't bring it to words, didn't want to. "Fine. I can't be with you, can't even talk about last night."

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran stares at Gavin, looking pained. "I'm sorry. But there's no way, not without. . . Not without disappointing him."

 

[Crow]

"Fine that's totally fine. I didn't have my hopes up on dreams being fulfilled or anything. So that's fine. We are just friends who fucked when we were drunk and didn't know betetr" he says more to himself than to Ciaran. He was not okay with this at all but needed to lie to believe it was

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran stares at Gavin, and then sighs, "I'm sorry. . ." He sits up, reaching for his friend before pulling back, feeling like an ass.

 

[Crow]

He sees the hand and grabs it as it was being pulled away, squeezing it tight and moving to cuddle up against Ciaran. Not for anything sexual but because he needed some form of physical interaction

 

[RhysTheFirebird]

Ciaran sighs, holding his friend close and feeling like such an asshole. Why couldn't he just give Gavin what he wanted? Why couldn't he just take what he wanted? His grip on the other tightens slightly, wanting to comfort Gavin however he could.

 

[Crow]

Gavin wouldn't say anything for a while just laying there, fighting back tears and letting out the occasional sob. Once he was done he would sit back up, wiping his eyes. "Thank you"