I Should Hate you. . . But I Don't (Closed with Dayzed) (1/1)

Darius rolled his eyes at Reo attempting for him to sound less bad than he really was. Love, was it? He thought, knowing that love made people say and do crazy things.
His eyes softened at Reo's next line of confessions- though, it wasn't much of a confession as he thought it was- Darius was just very dense and in denial. He wondered how much different everything would be if he could just accept things for once. Easier. It would be easier.

Feeling the way one of Reo's hands pressed against his chest gave Darius a sort of calming effect, usually when someone did that and added a lot of gentle pressure on his chest where his heart was, it felt soothing to him. It was an unexplainable thing, and the best way he could put his words was by saying it felt like a weighted blanket for his heart. Most times, it causing a trigger for his tears- but not this time.

Darius ran his tongue over his top lip after kissing Reo, as if chasing the sweet taste.
"Good night Reo" Was all he said before he disappeared into his room and the faint sound of him falling onto his bed was heard.

(maybe he can crawl into bed with Darius? he might just wrap him in a hug :>)

(yessss)

Darius wasn't completely out cold yet, just allowed his body to melt into the bed for a second. He heard a few sounds coming from the door but was too tired to deal with anything else right now.
He stirred a little when Reo laid down beside him, now seeming to snuggle up to him. In Darius' head, this all felt like a dream, so when Reo unexpectedly got close to him, he didn't hesitate to wrap the other in a hug, pulling him close, his breathing even and slow as his eyes threatened to close.
There was a small pleased sound that came from him at feeling the other's warmth and physical presence. As he drifted off to sleep he wondered where this sensation had been his entire life….

The next morning there was a frown etched between his eyebrows as he slowly woke up from his mini-coma, his teeth now gritted slightly as he very weakly opened his eyes. God. The fucking headache after drinking was such a downside to it that he almost considered never drinking again.
…
Almost.
There was no way he could get through the rest of his life without drinking, it was almost as essential to him as water was to everyone else. Darius pressed the palm of his hand to his temple, feeling the pounding from his head.
"Fuck…" Came his breathy whisper as he reached over to the small nightstand beside his bed. Painkillers. He needed painkillers. Now.

(that's okay! no worries here- i shall await your reply :>)

(SOBBING they’re so cute- I’ll answer when I get some time, I’m currently out right now)

(Also Reo was bleeding???)

(LMAO true true, though I thought the poor bby had only gotten some bruising :(( )

(Oooohhh, yes, I see I see, that does make more sense, gonna have to put some Arnica cream on it :))

Darius had been too much in foggy of a state and pain to really notice his surroundings- especially the guy next to him in bed. As far as he was concerned, last night had been like any other night, just a complete blackout, not remembering much from it. The last thing he remembered was watching The Summoning on the TV before deciding he needed something more. It was one of Darius' guilty pleasures that absolutely no one knew about. If anyone found out about his love for Claire's evilness, he'd probably up and die.

However, when he heard another male's voice from beside him, there was unadulterated terror on his face as he basically whipped around so fast he almost gave himself whiplash. That seemed to wake him up faster than anything else he had ever tried in his entire life, effectively giving himself a migraine-like pain all over, feeling his temples throbbing now.
Darius groaned as he ran a hand over his forehead trying to ease the pain. There was a guy in bed with him, he thought, not having gotten a good look at them yet. For some odd reason, Darius hadn't thought about it being Reo, feeling the chances of the guy being in his bed were in hell at this point.
So then, who had come over?

Darius looked up only to see the almost raven-black hair that stuck up in places, some of the small pieces falling over the sides of his face because of the position he was lying in. The blood completely drained from Darius' face, his eyes immediately looking the other over. There was an audible shaky breath of relief that left him when he saw Reo's clothes were still on. Jesus fuck. He thought, getting a better grasp on the situation.
It took Darius a moment longer to calm down before he spoke.
"What are- why are you in my bed?" He asked, slightly afraid of the answer. Whether it be sex or just simply cuddling, it sent a shiver up his spine. Not because he was opposed to the idea, but because this was all new to him and everything just felt off. How was he supposed to handle situations like this if Reo decided he wanted to do them with Darius sober??
Absolutely not. Over his dead cold body. He tried to convince himself.
Darius was not a cuddler in his head, but his body and actions seemed to be pretty good at taking the reins from him, holding someone coming surprisingly naturally to him.

Darius eyed the guy suspiciously, there being clear tiredness on his face, the faint bags under his eyes a bit more visible this morning. Maybe it was from sleepless nights- or maybe it was the guilt eating at him, maybe just everything being too much at times.
"Drank too much" Darius scoffed as if mocking Reo. The only time drinking would be too much was when it killed him.

Though his tone and voice sounded anything but gentle, he looked Reo over, seeing him sprawled over his bed. He didn't look too bad just laying there in his bed. A slight scowl left him at the thought of sharing his bed with someone else but found that he didn't dislike it as much as he did with other women. In fact, he kind of liked it- if only barely.
"What's wrong with you?" He demanded, a slight edge to his tone, as if ready to grab his hunting gear and track whoever had hurt him down. "Get yourself hurt again?" He said, now turning again to reach over to the painkillers finally, pressing down and turning the cap, shaking the bottle so that four of them came out.

He paused to look at Reo when he confirmed they had only cuddled.
"Good." Was all he said before throwing the meds into his mouth and snatching the half-full water bottle from the stand to swallow the pills with.

Darius could care less about Reo not taking care of himself, is what he thought, but hearing that Reo was getting careless with taking his meds, did maybe slightly irk him. He shot the other a hard-earned glare.
"How the hell did I startle you? You probably came back late as usual, no chance I wasn't in bed by then" He said, getting that night's events mixed up as he drank the painkillers, putting the water back on the nightstand.
He scoffed at the tail end of that sentence.

"Oh, I'm sure your parents are real proud of you for lying to them," He remarked, talking about how Reo wasn't taking care of himself and his parents were basically clueless about it, but it seemed like his grumpiness did die down a bit as he stared at Reo, now seeming like he didn't know what to do. Hell. Darius didn't know what to do, what did you say in this situation? He usually had the women out of his bed before he woke up, warning them before they went to sleep.
This being part of the reason why- the awkwardness in the morning. He didn't do the lovey-dovey shit, pretending like they loved each other and there was some sort of semblance of a connection there- there never was.

"Let me see." He said suddenly, now moving to the edge of the bed to sit on it, rolling his shoulder blades as he stretched, not unlike a cat. It seemed like strange behavior from Darius' end- asking to see the damage…he never really did that, though, his roughness also didn't seem to go away despite being suddenly interested in Reo.

(lmfao i felt that so hard, i feel like i was on a roll these past few days and then poof my body decided it was time to drain my energy. also am loving the sassy behavior from Reo XD sorry for kind of stalling the rp a bit, I'm trying but am only able to get like one rp reply done a day or two if I really try to push it- I wont say that I'm taking a break bc i really love this rp buuuuttt i might fall into a coma one of these days lmao hope my absence doesn't take you by surprise if i do up vanishing for a bit)

(Hahaha that’s kind of interesting ngl 😆 and yeah- I hope it gets better for you though ^^ mental or physical fatigue, or worse, both at the same time, is a real pain)

Darius rolled his eyes at Reo stating the facts of that night as if he hadn't subtly asked for them, then scoffing at Reo picking up his habits. What were they? A married couple?
"You don't know that, you come home late most days anyways, I could be sitting in the kitchen before you come back for all you know" He tried to defend himself, but it came off as him making Reo out to be dumber than he was.

He, however, stayed quiet at Reo's rhetorical question, then seemed to freeze altogether when Reo told him about the kiss. While Darius didn't remember the events too clearly there was a feeling in his chest that told him that it had been a good night- well. Mostly.
"A kiss." He echoed, though, mostly mumbling it to the point where his voice sounded like a whisper. He glanced back over at Reo as he flopped back onto the bed again. The way Reo was acting now was probably one of the rare instances that the guy had the balls to talk to him the way he was.
There was a small hum that came from Darius at the development in character, wondering if that would last at all or if he'd reset to his pushover state again.
"I'll clean it" Came Darius' voice, because while Darius was an asshole, the least he could do was clean up after himself. He wasn't a child.
Darius noted the way Reo's hand shot to his waistband- so around the hip area he thought.
"I just want to see," He said as if that cleared things up. "You could probably do it yourself" Darius continued, there being a "but" somewhere in there, but stopping himself, knowing that Reo would take the rest of that sentence and run with it.
And while that would be an ideal start for Darius to save what was left of their poor relationship, he was still too prideful- though, that had come down a notch, being bold enough to wait for Reo till he came back from his night out with his friends.