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I had been really quite lately.. need to shout out

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Drinking {Hunter}{Darius}

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DAMN...this probably would be the worst hangover on my life.

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How much did you drink?

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Well, don't remember too well, cause I drink from the bottle, and I mix like 3 different drinks

DAMN...this probably would be the worst hangover on my life.

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Who’s free? I feel like going to the beach.

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I am! And I need some sand on my life

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Hunter was horny as hell, the boy being that rude and naughty, he liked that, but he wasn’t ready for let someone else fuck him, so he grabbed the bottle of rum and give a big drink to it, he knew mixing drinks will make you be drunk, after that he saw Darius without shirt. “Damn it boy” he said, taking his short off, letting his tight briefs showed his cock marked. “In that case don’t have mercy with me” Hunter said opening his legs saying fuck me on every way it could be seen.

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Hunter really did not know a thing about liquor but he didn’t enjoy vodka at all. “Maybe…”He said smiling to Darius, he felt quite fine by being called a kid, it suits Hunter.

"Sure you can do it" Hunter said smiling to him, then he saw Darius bitting his lips. "Or you could do much more with me" He said, it was risky, but he didn’t care at all. "Really, present him to me" he said. The he take his hand to the middle of Darius legs, waiting for an approval for him to touch. Then he felt all his tongue,he couldn’t breathe but he didn’t mind at all. "Yeah totally" he said about it, he begin with his tongue on the next kiss, he felt hot at the touch of his nipples. "Damn it, you’re a good kisser" He said kissing him again. "And you know how to used your hands" he said, putting his hand right directly in the middle of Darius legs.

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Hunter knew that if he drank Vodka he would get drunk, but he didn’t care, so he he grabbed the bottle and give a big drink, he really wasn’t into vodka.”this is not the best” he said about the drink making a disgusting face to it.

"Yeah, I guess so" Hunter said thinking about it, he couldn’t think on Adrian as a bastard before. "Oh no, I’m not a good kicker, I can even kill a fly" Hunter said smiling to Darius hoping his tears disappear at all. "I’m wondering who ones gain?" Hunter said smiling by the way their lips were close, "Even tho he was hot" Hunter said looking to Darius closer. "Well you are more hot" Hunter said touching Darius leg, hoping that will make Darius kiss him.

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"What? That’s the shit!" He chuckled at the boy’s look. "Too strong for you kid?" He took the bottle back and took a swing once again. He had a strong taste of liquor in his mouth. There was no doubt in his mind he was drunk.

"Well let me kick his face in?" He said hoping it would make the young man feel better. Darius shrugged but smirked. "I have someone in mind." He seductively bit his lower lip. He looked down as the Hunter rubbed his leg. He pressed his forehead against Hunter’s and before leaning into kissing him. He closed his eyes and let his tongue do all the work. He pulled back said, "enough about your ex." He said kissing him again. "And more about you." He reached over and began to play with Hunter’s nipple with his free hand.

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Hunter really did not know a thing about liquor but he didn't enjoy vodka at all. "Maybe..."He said smiling to Darius, he felt quite fine by being called a kid, it suits Hunter.

"Sure you can do it" Hunter said smiling to him, then he saw Darius bitting his lips. "Or you could do much more with me" He said, it was risky, but he didn't care at all. "Really, present him to me" he said. The he take his hand to the middle of Darius legs, waiting for an approval for him to touch. Then he felt all his tongue,he couldn't breathe but he didn't mind at all. "Yeah totally" he said about it, he begin with his tongue on the next kiss, he felt hot at the touch of his nipples. "Damn it, you're a good kisser" He said kissing him again. "And you know how to used your hands" he said, putting his hand right directly in the middle of Darius legs.

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"If you said so" Hunter said, glad at the same time he didn’t accept his help, it would be weird after all, and he would feel like a maid. "Okay" He said, it was difficult to talk with Darius, cause Hunter was afraid of say something wrong all the time. So he grab the tequila and give a drink to it, just a bit, but he start feeling all messy and stuff.

"Yeah he did" Hunter answer awkwardly, he was feeling weird talking about it, but not as bad as talking about it with someone that actually knew Adrian. "He just go, no he didn’t explain a damn thing, don’t know the reason" Hunter said finally talking about it without feeling the tears down his eyes. "I know, I know, I should not trust on anybody, but I just can’t, I still doing it" Hunter said looking the way Darius look at him, he knew it was something weird after all. “You really think that” Hunter said drinking tequila again, and getting close to Darius. “Pretty eyes dude” Hunter said feeling ashamed of his nipples looking through his transparent shirt

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Darius was glad when the boy began to drink. He knew things would really start rolling at that moment. The dark haired boy shot down even more liquor. “Here take a sip of the vodka.” He said handing it to him. He knew that mixing drink would get Hunter drunk. He took the bottle of tequilla and took a big sip of it.

"What a bastard!" He exclaimed. "You should find him and kick his face in. I would do that if I were you." He was about to take another sip when he noticed the boy’s tears. That was one of Darius weak spots. He couldn’t stand the sight of others crying. Darius drank more, he knew the liquor would keep him from saying anything about the tears. "Yes sir. That fuckers loss, someone else’s gain." He ran a hand through his hair and noticed Hunter was getting close. He leaned in his lips inches apart from Hunter’s. "Thanks, pretty face bro."

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Hunter knew that if he drank Vodka he would get drunk, but he didn't care, so he he grabbed the bottle and give a big drink, he really wasn't into vodka."this is not the best" he said about the drink making a disgusting face to it.

"Yeah, I guess so" Hunter said thinking about it, he couldn't think on Adrian as a bastard before. "Oh no, I'm not a good kicker, I can even kill a fly" Hunter said smiling to Darius hoping his tears disappear at all. "I'm wondering who ones gain?" Hunter said smiling by the way their lips were close, "Even tho he was hot" Hunter said looking to Darius closer. "Well you are more hot" Hunter said touching Darius leg, hoping that will make Darius kiss him.

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"Well, I can help you if you want to". Hunter said, and there he will go again, being that silly guy that wants to help everyone, hadn’t he learn that helping and being attached to people just will end up hurting him?. "Sorry dude" he said about the shot glasses. "If you said so" Hunter said, he really don’t enjoy drinking but the boy was into it and he doesn’t want that boy runs away for not being that cool.

"I really don’t think you didn’t mean to" Hunter said smiling, Darius looks like the kind of guy that gives a fuck, and he was into that for that moment. "I run away…because.." there he was again, having to options, cry like a baby, or face it. "My fiancé leave me" he said straight trying not to think a lot on that. "I don’t know, I guess because they had maple" Hunter said. "Well I disagree…you can trust" he said, don’t knowing why, he must that anyone should know how you can trust in anybody, but neither that he still believe he could

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"Nawh, it’s just gonna get messy and shit." He gave an apathetic shrug. Darius was rather a messy guy, he didn’t see the point of cleaning his room. Things always seem to get dirty again, so he didn’t do it. Darius looked at Hunter and smiled. "Don’t be sorry. There’s nothing to be sorry about." He took a second swing of the bottle it burned less than the first time, but it was still a bitch.

"He left you!" He exclaimed rather surprised. But not at the fact of the man leaving him, but that fact he had a fiance. "Did he leave you? Did he ever tell you?" He wondered. He arched an eyebrow when the boy disagreed with him. He took another swing and placed the bottle on the table. He couldn’t believe Hunter could trust anyone after be dumped like that. "His loss."

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"If you said so" Hunter said, glad at the same time he didn't accept his help, it would be weird after all, and he would feel like a maid. "Okay" He said, it was difficult to talk with Darius, cause Hunter was afraid of say something wrong all the time. So he grab the tequila and give a drink to it, just a bit, but he start feeling all messy and stuff.

"Yeah he did" Hunter answer awkwardly, he was feeling weird talking about it, but not as bad as talking about it with someone that actually knew Adrian. "He just go, no he didn't explain a damn thing, don't know the reason" Hunter said finally talking about it without feeling the tears down his eyes. "I know, I know, I should not trust on anybody, but I just can't, I still doing it" Hunter said looking the way Darius look at him, he knew it was something weird after all. "You really think that" Hunter said drinking tequila again, and getting close to Darius. "Pretty eyes dude" Hunter said feeling ashamed of his nipples looking through his transparent shirt

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Hunter was sad, he felt bad about the last conversation he shared with Christian, he needed to admit he liked the boy physically and on that moment Hunter felt fragile and thought all he can do was hook up with somebody, but now at that moment Hunter knew it was no exactly what he want, but he didn’t knew how to make a change now, So he just stayed there watching the boy finish his paint, He liked the way he seems to focus a lot on what he was doing. Then he grab the notebook and start reading. “Oh well…I guess you’re right” Hunter said going with more calm inside the studio. “It’s nice, you are really talented” he said watching his painting by far leaving the notebook near to him. “I used to have friend that were talented as well, they will love your art” Hunter said smiling a bit, was bittersweet talking about it, but he knew it was real, Christian was really talented. Hunter goes next to Christian watching other paints that were in the room, He felt inspired, by not apparently reason. “I feel ashamed for out last conversation” He said without looking to Christian, he didn’t even know if Christian was still on the room, but he need to try to begin again after all. Hunter just look at one paint, was all blue and green and messy, but when you take another look you could see there was two hands holding. “I was out of myself” Hunter said. Then he sat on the floor keep looking to the paint. “Excuse me, do you have paper and a pen or something you can lend me?” He asked.

Christian turned back to the canvas at the same time that Hunter did, taking back the note book and looking around at the other canvases he had left leaning against the work tables and up on the walls. They were all his and they were all done since he had arrived at the school just days before. Since coming to Kersey, he had decided not to attempt any serious paintings for a while, until he was settled in. That left him with the sort of paintings that he created with music blasting, by going by his instincts and letting the brush lead him. It left him with colorful swirls and faded or sharp lines where you needed to step back and see the entire canvas to tell what he had painted. The starry painting he had just finished seemed to be of great interest to Hunter. He complimented it, making Christian’s face flush a light red. He was used to people admiring his art work, but he didn’t know what to do with compliments. They made him feel awkward and as if he didn’t deserve them. Especially when he knew that he was far from being the kind of artist that deserved that much praise. He nodded, stepping aside as Hunter walked past him to look at the other finished works. He tapped his fingertips on the tabletop next to his stereo system. He sat down in front of a piece that Christian had done his first night in the new school, cross-legged and relaxed as he admitted that he was ashamed of himself for being so forward with Christian their first time speaking. Christian let out a soundless sigh and gave a nod in his direction, as if to say that it was alright. He had already moved on from the moment, for the most part. In response to his question of whether had a pen and paper, he reached into one of the drawers in a nearby work bench and removed some loose leaf and a pencil. He handed them to Hunter.

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Hunter just look back to Christian and felt blushed for apparently no reason, he felt so ashamed he just turn hi face down grabbing what Christina lend him. "Thank you" he murmured and start drawing some strokes, trying to make a anchor, but at the same time making to hands holding, just like the painting in front of him, it wasn't really that good, but it was his first draw, was weird him doing that, but he felt happy of doing it. The silence was something Hunter start appreciating, normally he would never stop talking and talking, but this time he really didn't know what to said, maybe he kind of understood what artist does, why they love so much what they do, to leave the world they live in, and forget about everything and start creating their owns. But of course it will be something Hunter never really understood, he wasn't good for any of that, not even good for anything at all, no sports, no arts, he wanted for the first time in his life, he wanted more than nothing to belong somewhere, to belong to someone, not necessary on a romantic and passional way. "Do you know who made this?" He asked to Christian, trying to look into his eyes without feeling anything, well Hunter was ready for new things but not for that. "I really like it" Hunter said looking back to the painting while he finish his own dirty and desalinated draw. He look to it and knew he draw what he wanted, hold to somewhere, hold to someone.

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Hunter first thought on go back and left the boy alone, but part of himself wanted to stay. Not exactly for the guy, cause Hunter felt awkward with him, but he really wanted to feel on a place that fills his brain of memories, good ones, like all the draws Hunter had of his old best friend, and the canvas he gifted to Stasiya. “Sorry If I interrupt I didn’t knew you were here” Hunter said lowly, he was pretty confused. He thought on run right directly to the other side of the room and look up to something, or run away back to his room, but then he thought doing the second thing will make him look even crazier than what Christian probably think he was. So Hunter just give some steps to be in the room and then he talked again when he find out Christian was listening to music. “You can pretend I’m not here if you want” He said trying to smile, but then again he thought about running. “Or I can go and leave you if you want” he said feeling bad, why this guy make him so nervous and get him get confused. “Sorry I just wanted to be on a place I felt..don’t know, welcome” He said for a weird reason.

Hunter looked ready to turn on his heels and run not only out of the room, but out of the building as well. Eyebrows furrowed, Christian wondered if the boy was afraid of him. He didn’t want people to think that he was scary or any different than any of the other students in the school. Thinking back to their first conversation, he tried to think of whether he had said anything off-putting or weird, but he couldn’t think of anything. Mostly he’d just rejected Hunter’s advances, and not in a hurtful manner either. He remembered explaining that he wasn’t the type of person for dating. Just thinking about going out in public with someone and the looks and treatment the other person was likely to get had him frowning. Why would anyone date him when there were many people who would be much easier to go with? At least someone else would be able to carry a conversation over dinner, or in a dark movie theater. He wiped his hands on a rag he kept by the canvas, staining it with paint smudges and rubbing the colors into his skin. It only served to make it so that the paint wouldn’t transfer from his skin to the paper of his notebook as we wrote. Taking the notebook out, he did just that and walked over to Hunter when he was finished, handing it to him. 'You don't need to leave if you don't want to, this is a public school facility. But i'm finished my painting.'

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Hunter was sad, he felt bad about the last conversation he shared with Christian, he needed to admit he liked the boy physically and on that moment Hunter felt fragile and thought all he can do was hook up with somebody, but now at that moment Hunter knew it was no exactly what he want, but he didn't knew how to make a change now, So he just stayed there watching the boy finish his paint, He liked the way he seems to focus a lot on what he was doing. Then he grab the notebook and start reading. "Oh well...I guess you're right" Hunter said going with more calm inside the studio. "It's nice, you are really talented" he said watching his painting by far leaving the notebook near to him. "I used to have friend that were talented as well, they will love your art" Hunter said smiling a bit, was bittersweet talking about it, but he knew it was real, Christian was really talented. Hunter goes next to Christian watching other paints that were in the room, He felt inspired, by not apparently reason. "I feel ashamed for out last conversation" He said without looking to Christian, he didn't even know if Christian was still on the room, but he need to try to begin again after all. Hunter just look at one paint, was all blue and green and messy, but when you take another look you could see there was two hands holding. "I was out of myself" Hunter said. Then he sat on the floor keep looking to the paint. "Excuse me, do you have paper and a pen or something you can lend me?" He asked.