@psirened
mason felt sore all over. his throat burned, his stomach hurt, his head was throbbing as well as other places and if he was honest all he wanted to do was go back to sleep. he hated being hungover but the things he was feeling were expected. he let out a yawn that half way turned into a groan before rolling onto his side. what he wasn’t expecting was his arm to hit another person.
slowly moving his arm off of the person he opened his eyes. mason blinked a few times to clear his vision. it took him a few moments to register what he was seeing. next to him laid none other than a sleeping royal. not only that but mason wasn’t even in his own bed.
trying not to shift his weight too much he began to sit up taking in his surroundings and anchor himself - try to figure out what was happening. he took in a deep breath as he did his best to think through the hazy memories he had.
they were at a company party and mason remembered thinking it was a good opportunity to spend time with royal. but there had been alcohol. they had left together and then there had been more alcohol. after that they had ended up at royals’s apartment and past that it started to get foggy.
though mason could remember things, almost like flashes. he had kissed royal which lead to more kissing and that lead to even more. (which would explain why he felt sore in certain places but he didn’t want to acknowledge that head on just yet). on top of that he was naked and even if he couldn’t remember what had happened last night all of the evidence pointed in one direction.
mason closed his eyes tightly leaning against the headboard. this was not something mason liked doing - or even did. sure, he liked sex but only when it was with someone he loved and cared about. he had a crush on royal (who could very well be straight, mason had no clue) but under any other circumstances that wasn’t enough for him.