Bad Buddy: New Year's Eve (Completed)

Chapter 2: 31th December, 1 am

"What the hell is he still doing out..." Pa murmured worried, she looked outside the window and finally saw them walking to the building. Pran looked really drunk and needed to hug Pat's arm so that he couldn't fall. After a few minutes they reached the right floor. Pa slowly opened the door so that she could easily hear them talking.

"Pran... I know that you are drunk so I will pretend that you didn't say those things..." Pat said with a really disappointed tone. Pran pushed him away and opened the door of his apartment.

"You can... say whatever you... you want... I don't care... fuck you..." Pran added and slammed the door while Pa's brother was still standing in front of him.

"Are you ok Pat?" Pa asked.

"I... I don't want to talk about it... I just want to go to sleep..." Pat replied and jumped on his bed, burying his face in the large pillow.

"You should tell him if he makes you suffer... I don't want you to get in a toxic relationship Pat..." Pa said as she sat next to her brother, patting his back.

"I don't know sis... some people say that you can only say the truth when you are drunk... others say the exact opposite... how can I be sure that he didn't actually think the words he said?" Pat replied.

"I know what you mean... look at me... I said look at me!" Pa said and forced her brother to move his head from the pillow and stare at her.

"Let's sleep now, we will work on it together tomorrow, ok? And wipe away those tears... I am the only one allowed to make you cry" she said chuckling. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead. They switched off the lights and rapidly fell asleep.

Pran was on his bed, he was turning around restless, the effect of the alcohol was rapidly fading, he just felt worse and worse... his mind replaying the scene of him yelling at Pat. After an hour like that he walked to the bathroom and washed his face, the skin around his eyes was bright red because, he sighed heavily and left his apartment.

"Wh... what was that?" Pa said sleepy as she heard a noise. She turned and saw her brother sleeping on the bed next to her one, she rubbed the back of her head and thought that it was just her brother snoring.

"I wonder how they even manage to sleep together sometimes..." she remarked and laid her head back onto the pillow. But then she heard that noise again. Someone was knocking at the door. She felt a shiver running down her back.

"Pat... hey pat... wake up... you useless brat wake up!" she said and started shaking him.

"yeah... I'll be good..."

"Pat wake up..."

".... Yeah... I like that... would you buy it for me?..." Pat murmured in his sleep.

"For God's sake wake up! I'm not your sugar daddy... shit..." Pa continued.

"Huh?! What happened? Why did you wake me up..." Pat asked as he finally woke up.

"Someone is knocking..." Pa replied

"I'm not in the mood for your stupid jokes... let me sleep..." Pat replied and covered his head with a pillow. But then he heard that noise as well.

"Ok... it isn't a joke, hide into the closet... I will go and check" Pat replied as his brother instinct finally kicked in. He stood up and took a dirty pan from the sink.

"Who's there? What the hell do you?" Pat asked with a really intimidating tone.

"it's me... Pran... could you open the door?" Pran replied.

Pat remained silent. He looked through the peephole of the door and noticed that he was really Pran. He sighed and threw the pan back into the sink.

"What do you want?" Pat asked.

"I... I need to... you know what... nevermind... you're right... goodnight" Pran replied and turned to go back to his apartment.

Pat immediately opened the door.

"So?" Pat asked trying to remain cool.

Pran turned to him and got down on his knees, he hugged him tightly and started crying.

"I'm so sorry... I've been an idiot.. an asshole... I'm sorry... I don't deserve you..." Pat didn't even know how to react to what Pran was just saying. It was the very first time he was opening to him like that.

During this touching moment, Pa slightly opened the closet to take a photo of the couple.

"P... Pran what are you doing..." Pat said confused and touched.

"I'm sorry..." Pran repeated.

"Pran... you're still drunk... you should go to sleep... we can clear this out tomorrow morning..." Pat added calmly.

"No! I... I cannot go back to that cold bed... do you still love me?" Pran asked as he looked up at him.

"Come inside... let's go to sleep... I'll share my doll with you so you can sleep well" Pat replied smiling and wiping the tears from his boyfriend's face.