Back to the hotel (slightly explicit)

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I pull at Jacobs sleeve, trying to get his attention. His gaze is fixed on his phone but shoots up as soon as I say his name „Jacob! Tim is vomiting we need to help him."

We make our way over and pull him up from the couch. And by we I mostly mean Jacob because Tims limp body is extremely heavy. His eyes are closed and I start to get worried. He really shouldn't close his eyes while being this intoxicated, what if he falls into a coma without us noticing.

Tim is partly draped over Jacobs shoulder while I grab his face shaking it a bit. „Tim, open your eyes!!" I yell at him to wake him up. I slap his face a little and see Jacob giving me a small cheeky grin which I ignore. I'm seriously worried so I check his heartbeat on his neck. Thank god it's still going strong. I tell Jacob to bring Tim to the entry door while I run to the kitchen to get some ice.

While on my way I quickly tell Bene to let the others know that we're returning to the hotel because Tim is extremely drunk.

I grab some ice and water from the kitchen and sprint through the crowd, pushing people left and right to get to the door. Jacob sat Tim on the steps and keeps his upper body stable by holding him in place. I put the ice on his temples and give him some water to drink which he sloppily accepts. „Does he always get this carried away while drinking? He should know his limit." I say to Jacob while closely inspecting Tim who looks a tad better than when I first spotted him on the couch.

Jacob is also looking at Tim „Not really, normally he knows his limit. Maybe he got carried away tonight." I nod and take the water from his hand. „We should get him back to the hotel."

Jacob nods and pulls Tim up from the stairs. I quickly grab Tims other arm and try to support him the best I can while we drag him back to the hotel.

The way back felt like an eternity and my shoulder hurts from holding him up. But we finally made it! It's absolutely impressive that Jacob was able to basically carry Tim all this way on his own. I wasn't that much of a help as I am at least 10 cm smaller than him so most of Tims weight was on him. He must be so strong. I wish he'd carry me up the stairs I really can't take another step.

Jacob drags Tim up the stairs while I push from behind to ensure that he doesn't fall back down. We finally arrive at his hotel room door and I quickly open it with the key card Jacob gave me. He then drags Tim into the room and plops him on the bed while pushing him on his side to make sure he doesn't choke while sleeping.

Jacob and I are now exiting the room while trying to make as lillte sound as possible. I doubt that Tim will wake up anytime soon but we don't want to risk it.

We make it to the hall and Jacob locks the door behind him. „I'm so glad he is save now, that was so exhausting!" I say, exhaling loudly from relief.

Jacob smiles at me and rolls his eyes. „This is nothing honestly. You should've seen him last weekend. He opened a pack of tampons and was so excited because he thought that they looked like little ghosts. He even tried to „haunt" us with them for the whole evening. But today he just went over his limit."

I burst out laughing „He did what? But that actually sounds wholesome."

Jacob just takes a deep breath as an answer and stops in front of a door. He gets out his card and opens it, letting me go inside first. „I'm so ready to crash." I say while making my way over to the bed.

I hear the door close behind me but Jacob still doesn't turn the lights on. The room is only gloomily lit by the lights getting in from the outside. I turn around and only then realize that he's right behind me. I squeal a bit, being startled from how close he is. „My god, you scared me. Why are you standing right behind me?"

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