Hyoga x Shun Short Stories

Chapter 11

While We Were Intoxicated

Hyoga awakes in a room that's not his own... with a naked boy lying by his side.

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He had no idea how they ended up there. His head was aching and his sight was blurry—everything was very confusing at the moment. After a few seconds, his brain and conscience began to function normally, and he realized he was in someone's bedroom. A hotel, maybe? He looked around and saw a few posters hanging on the wall, as well as a desk with a computer, pictures, and other shenanigans on it. No, it was definitely someone's bedroom, but whose?

Hyoga tried to get up, and just as he tried to incorporate himself on the bed where he was lying, he felt something—he wasn't alone. He turned his head to satisfy his curiosity, and then he saw him. His dearest friend was lying next to him, completely knocked out and with very few clothes on: Shun.

"Oh no," the blond sighed, "what have I done?"

"Seiya wants to go out tonight; Marin told him about a fun pub with karaoke. Ammmmm, you wanna come?" Shun was standing at the door of Hyoga's bedroom. His voice was soft, his face was a bit blushed, and his hands were firmly clutched onto his t-shirt, for he was nervous as hell every time he talked to the Cygnus Saint; but since he acted like that more often than not, the Russian hadn't noticed the odd behavior the Andromeda Saint showed towards him.

Truth be told, Shun was madly in love with Hyoga. It had been like that since they had returned from their respective trainings, and the attraction only grew bigger after fighting side by side. Before going separate ways, both lads barely talked to one another —Hyoga wasn't a kid of many words, and Shun preferred his brother's company— but when they met again at the Galaxian Wars, Shun felt as if Hyoga had changed, not only physically—and he certainly had grown to be a very attractive young man— but also in his personality and character. He was still the cold Russian he was when they first met, but there was something new in him that caught Shun's attention.

The blond felt just the same; he didn't have an opinion of Shun when they were kids, but when they returned, he noticed not only his obvious beauty but also his lovely and kind personality. They began to develop a rather strong bond between them, and slowly, Shun developed more deep feelings towards the Cygnus Saint, and Hyoga had too, but he was too oblivious to notice it.

"Sure! Sounds like fun!" Hyoga replied, displaying that handsome smile of his, making Shun tremble.

"This place is awesome! Marin was right about it!" Seiya cheered as the group formed by Shun, Hyoga, Shiryu, and Seiya himself sat down at a table. "Look! There's a dance floor!" Pegasus pointed joyfully. "We could dance a bit later!"

"No, no, no, no..." Hyoga interrupted, "I don't do dancing."

"Wait after you take a drink or two; people do a lot of crazy things when they're drunk."

"I'm Russian, Seiya. I come from the land of vodka; I don't get drunk that easily."

After a few drinks, Seiya and Shun were completely drunk, while Hyoga and Shiryu were more sober. Seiya had definitely drunk like a beast, which explained his condition; Hyoga had taken only a few beers, and Shun had drunk the same as Hyoga, yet the Russian was pretty lucid, while Andromeda was just as inebriated as Pegasus; Shiryu, being the responsible youth he was, had only drunk one brew.

Seiya and Shun decided to take the fun to the dance floor. The pair was ridiculously funny to watch; neither of them were good dancers—unless they were playing Just Dance—but the fact that alcohol had control over their systems only made the dance steps even better. Seiya was moving as if he were in the middle of some sort of rodeo or something, while Shun danced as if he were being electrocuted. The two remaining sober Saints only watch their friends. Shiryu was a bit ashamed of their comrades' dance moves, smiling awkwardly and avoiding eye contact with his drunken friends and other people. Hyoga didn't care at all; he was laughing at his friends' hilarious moves, especially Shun's, which he thought were the funniest; he even egged him on.

The music suddenly changed to a slower one, a weird selection for such a place, but it's a risk when people have control over the music. Seiya and Shun tried to go back to their seats as quickly as they could, and just when Shiryu thought the embarrassment was over, Seiya pulled him from the arm to make the Dragon dance with him; Shun did the same with Hyoga, who, unlike Shiryu, didn't show resistance to Andromeda's wishes.

Shun placed his hands around Hyoga's neck, getting his face closer to the blond's, their foreheads almost pressing. Hyoga instinctively put his arms around Andromeda's waist, and as they danced, the Russian could actually appreciate Shun's gorgeous eyes and feel his slim and soft hands as well as his body. His heart skipped a beat; the attraction he was feeling towards his friend was undeniable. Perhaps it was the alcohol or a moment of bravery, but Shun leaned towards Cygnus even more and pressed his lips against the Russian's, softly and briefly.

Hyoga's eyes opened widely. Until that moment, he had only thought of Shun as a very close friend, but somehow, that kiss didn't feel wrong; deep inside, it was something he had been eager to experience since he met Shun after he returned from Siberia. And then it hit him: he loved Andromeda with all his heart and didn't want to part from his side ever again. He pulled Shun closer and held him tighter, kissing him again. This time, the contact was longer and more passionate. Hyoga closed his eyes so he could fill himself with Shun's body and mouth, caressing his back and hair. Andromeda stepped on his tiptoes to reach Cygnus' mouth better, clinging to Hyoga firmly.

What followed was blurry for both Saints; Shun was already pretty drunk, and at some point Hyoga got as intoxicated as him. The next thing Cygnus was aware of was waking up in what appeared to be Shun's bedroom.

Shun began to move and slowly opened his eyes. He had a lovely grin on his face, as if he could remember the kiss with Hyoga and their night together. But when his eyes focused on the Cygnus Saint sitting on his bed, his face turned bright red and his eyes widened. Cygnus was dressing up and preparing to leave.

"Hy-Hyoga..." Shun whispered, startling the Russian, "what happened?"

"Good morning," Hyoga replied, unable to hide his smile, "I wish I knew it..." he sighed.

"A-are... are you leaving?" disappointment was perceptible in Andromeda's voice. Hyoga didn't know how to answer; he didn't want to hurt him, but he wasn't sure of anything right now.

"I... I wanted to let you rest, but..." he breathed deeply and loudly. "I guess since you are awake now, it doesn't matter." Shun grinned softly.

A very awkward silence invaded the room until Hyoga decided to set things straight before ending or proceeding with that "relationship", if it could be called that.

"Shun... what do you remember?" Cygnus asked.

"Not much... dancing with Seiya and... with you..." Shun's cheeks blushed; he hesitated before saying the next part but eventually dared to. "And... a kiss..."

Hyoga didn't reply.

"I'm sorry..." Shun dropped his face down, for Hyoga's silence hinted to him that his love was unrequited.

"N-No," Hyoga stuttered, "I... I kissed you back afterwards," he confessed, blushing slightly. "I... I wish I could remember what happened here, honestly."

"Are you angry with me?" Shun tried to hide himself under the covers.

"Whatever for?" Hyoga frowned. "For loving me?" Shun didn't answer. "It would be stupid to be mad at you for loving me when," the blond made a pause before continuing, "when I love you just as much."

Shun's terrified stare changed to one of surprise and relief.

"I didn't know I felt this way until... until you kissed me." Andromeda smiled adorably. "And... what happened here was probably awesome, yet I can't remember a thing, which is killing me on the inside." Both of them burst into laughter.

Hyoga shifted his position and leaned towards Shun, kissing him softly on the lips.

"Do you... do you think we could repeat it some other time?" Cygnus whispered; his voice was soft.

"How about now?" Shun said cheekily.

"Let me lock the door, or your brother will kill me."