TCF Oneshots

Unbelievable (mature) {albecale}

Alberu placed four bottles of wine in front of him.

"What is this, hyung?" Cale picked up a bottle and recognized it as one from the Jungle. The wine produced by the Jungle was sweet and tasted more like juice than alcohol. Even though it tasted weak, it was actually the most potent drink Cale had ever come across in this world.

"What does it look like," Alberu's voice was sarcastic and there was a small smirk on his lips. "We are finally done with those damn Gods and hunters. I think we deserve a celebration."

"You do realize how strong this stuff is, right?"

"You're turning down free alcohol? And isn't your intolerance really high?" Alberu's voice was full of mock disbelief.

Cale sighed. "I'm not turning it down but you're not seriously planning on drinking all of this, are you?"

Alberu smirked. "I am. You're not the only one with a high tolerance." He sat down in front of him after grabbing to clear wine glasses. "This is why I told you to come alone. I think we deserve at least one day to let loose."

Cale smirked as he took a glass from Alberu. "I can't argue with that."

Alberu popped open one bottle and poured some into their glasses.

"I think this is the first time we have ever drunk together, hyung." Cale brought the glass to his lips and took a drink that was somehow both elegant and refined.

"That it is." Alberu agreed before taking a sip of his own wine, exuding more elegance than even what Cale had. "Hm. This isn't bad, though the taste is very misleading."

Cale nodded his head in agreement.

. . . . .

Cale blinked his eyes open slowly. The first thing that came into focus was a well-defined, toned, dark-skinned abdomen. He blinked again.

After finally accepting what he saw, he looked up to find his arm draped around that well-worked, perfect abdomen and his legs tangled up in a pair of legs that belonged to the chest he was using as a pillow. This was definitely unexpected.

He pulled up his memory bank to review the events of the night before which were eluding his current state of consciousness.

Alberu popped open the third bottle of wine.

"Are you sure you're still alright, hyung?" Cale asked cautiously. He was surprised that Alberu was still conscious because even Cale was starting to feel a little lightheaded. It was also starting to feel really warm in the room.

The Jungle sure didn't mess around when it came to making wine. They surprisingly reminded him of Twin Island on the Eastern Continent.

"I think you should be asking yourself that, my little brother. Your face is as red as a tomato."

Cale waved his hand to dismiss Alberu's comment. "I'm still good."

Alberu chuckled while shaking his head in slight disbelief.

Conversation fell away as they drank their way through the third bottle. Cale looked over to see that Alberu was starting to turn a little pink in the face but still seemed fine. He picked up the fourth bottle and started to open it when he realized that it was different from the others.

"Ah," Alberu's whispered sigh reached Cale's ears. "I added your favorite bottle in case you didn't approve of the Jungle Wine."

Cale blinked at Alberu with a stoic expression on his face. He wanted to know how Alberu found out what his favorite wine was because he was positive that he had never mentioned it before. It also made him feel a little weird on the inside.