“Morning Afters Are so Annoying”

Chris had come over at some point in the morning. By the time Hyde had awoken and went downstairs, Chris had already shuffled people out of the house, calling cabs and parents. He was currently running around in an apron, whistling, and using Greg’s pancake mix. There was flour stuck on his cheek and in his bleached hair. Chris was one of the few straight men Hyde could stand. He a lot of qualities that women seemed to like: he could cook, he was hygienic, and he tended to dress smartly. He seemed like the perfect romantic gentlemen, but in reality he was a playboy. Most girls were sexual relief for him. If they showed no potential in letting him bed them, he’d break it off very coldly. There were only few exceptions to this rule, and would be the four girls they hung around constantly. They were ‘one of the guys’ if you will.

“Where were you last night?” Hyde asked when he saw Chris in the kitchen.

“Damage control. I was making sure that none of the party did anything stupid.” Chris poured some mix into a pan. Party was the term they used to describe their little clique. Most of the group consisted of gamers, so party just made perfect sense to them.

“You weren’t keeping a very good eye on Noah.”

“Hmm?” Chris looked up for a moment then shrugged, “Greg was keeping me occupied. He nearly had an orgy in the basement. Besides, Noah was barely moving most of the night.” He shoved the first plateful into Hyde’s hands and started the next batch. He had that irritating grin on his face he always got when he was about to be an ass. “What were you two up to last night?”

“Sleeping. Why didn’t you wake me?”

“You two looked so cooooozy,” He drawled out, flicking Hyde in the nose with a finger. “Pass out before anything happened?”

“Negative. I made him go to sleep before he did something he might regret in the morning.” Hyde liked his pancakes drowned in syrup and was trying to find the elusive syrup bottle in the overstuffed fridge.

“Oi, you’re too sensitive. He more than likely wouldn’t have remembered in the morning anyway. That, or wouldn’t have cared.”

“Unlike most of the girls you bed, Noah happens to be one of the party. I don’t want any awkwardness.”

“You always seem so blind to the things that concern you. He’s had a crush on you since God knows when.” Chris flipped the new batch onto a plate. “Why don’t you let him have you for a night?”

Hyde rolled his eyes and didn’t respond. Had it been anyone outside of the party, he would not have thought anything of it and just done as Chris suggested.

“Well, if you won’t take advantage of him while he’s drunk and high, how about you do it now that he’s sober and hung over?” Chris pushed a tray of a plate of pancakes into Hyde’s hands, along with a bottle of Tylenol and a glass of orange juice. Hyde stacked his own plate on it, snatching the syrup before Chris could grab it and headed back upstairs.

The ebony haired teen pushed the door open with his heel and was greeted by the sight of Noah lying on his stomach, eyes open and glazed. He looked like he was in pain.

“Morning Star shine, the Earth says hello.”

Noah only groaned in response. Hyde shut the door behind him with a slam, making Noah whimper slightly and burrow his face beneath a pillow. Setting the tray down next to the bed, Hyde sat down next to Noah’s now shivering form and rolled his eyes.

“You’re such a freeze baby.”

Noah’s face appeared from beneath the pillow and he pouted, “Blankie?”

With a sigh, Hyde leaned down to grab the blanket from the floor and threw it over Noah’s torso. The brunette kicked his legs out to fix it the way he wanted and then grinned, curling up against Hyde’s side. “Do you think you can eat anything?” Hyde made sure to keep his voice down.

Noah shook his head, body letting out one long shiver before relaxing.

“Tylenol?” The non-hung over teen asked, shaking the bottle.

At Noah’s nod, Hyde struggled with the child safety lock on the cap and then poured two pills into his hand, dropping them into Noah’s mouth when the teen’s lips parted. Noah struggled to sit up and then reached shakily for the glass of orange juice. Hyde grabbed it before he could spill it, and steadied Noah’s hand as he sipped carefully.

They settled into a comfortable position with Noah’s head on Hyde’s lap and Hyde carefully balancing his plate against his chest, scarfing his food down. The silence was broken after several minutes when Noah asked, “I didn’t get laid, did I?”

Hyde drained the rest of the orange juice, licking his lips and teeth to get every last trace of sticky syrup off, before answering. “No. Why?”

“I can’t remember anything and I’m horny as all hell.” Noah shivered again, shifting beneath the blanket.

“I put you to bed before you did something stupid.”

“And I suppose Chris has already escorted almost everyone off the premises…” He stated, not questioned. Mornings after parties had become somewhat routine

“Yup”

Noah made a small pitiful whine in his throat, pulling the blanket up high over his head and just lying there. Hyde’s hand almost instantly started playing with Noah’s hair. They sat there for several moments before Noah broke the silence again, “Sleep with me?”

Hyde’s hand stopped and he raised an eyebrow, “Sleep sleep, or the sleep that requires movement?”

“The moving kind.”

“Ah…” Hyde tapped Noah’s skull with his finger and the brunette winced sharply. “Some how I don’t think movement would be very good for you right now.”

“Permission to hump the bed and pretend I haven’t lost all semblance of dignity?”

Hyde snorted, face twisting up into an almost disgusted smile, “Permission denied. I don’t think Greg would be happy that you soiled his bed.”

Noah lay back down with a huff. He shifted uncomfortably beneath the blanket several times, annoying Hyde to the point where he flicked Noah’s head again. A comfortable silence descended, and Hyde was sure Noah had fallen back to sleep after several minutes of stillness. Hyde could vaguely hear footsteps slowly increasing in volume as they came closer to the bedroom. The door knob turned and Chris’ head poked through, his grin in place.

“Bow chica wow wow.”

Hyde let out a feral growl and Chris backed out with a laugh, foot steps going further down the hall. Noah’s head shifted on his lap and he rolled back slightly to look up at Hyde. “What the hell did happen last night?”

“Besides the fact that you didn’t get laid?” Hyde managed to keep from smiling as he said it, but his composure broke when Noah elbowed his side. “It was around 11 when I got here. I found you all loopy on the couch, about to be molested by some girl, convinced you to come upstairs with me, and we fell asleep.” Hyde completely bypassed the part were they had made out sloppily.

“That it?”

“Yup.”

Noah looked thoughtful for a moment before putting on his best ‘rape me’ face and looking at Hyde pleadingly.

“Cheese and rice, man. You’re hung over and you want to make your headache worse with some bump and grind?” Hyde pinched the bridge of his nose and slid out from under Noah, walking to the door. “Look, we can have some fun when you’re feeling better, alright?”

“Have some sympathy!”

“Why are you so desperate right now?” Hyde asked as he turned around to give Noah a look, arms crossed.

Noah returned the look and rolled to lay flat on his back, making a very obvious tent in the sheets. Hyde snorted, smile breaking his face, before he started full out laughing. “Oh, of course, mock the man while he can’t fight back. Real nice. Love you too.” Noah rolled over to his side, facing away from Hyde, and cocooned himself in the blanket.

Hyde rolled his eyes and approached the bed, his smile still in place. He grabbed Noah’s knee and rolled him onto his back. “Give me a second alright. Then I’ll give you a blow job. Yes?”

Noah pouted, but gave in with a sigh. Hyde leaned over him to give one short, wet kiss to those dry lips before straightening and locking the door. Chris was not going to walk in on this.

A/N: I wasn’t sure if I should include the lemon or not. I was not quite sure how perverted the few readers I get are.

So, if you want the lemon, just review and tell me so. I’m typing as we speak so if nothing else, it will probably end up on AdultFanficion . net.