Jake and Chris (Naked in New York 1993 movie)

Chapter 1: Last Night

Chris's POV

I woke to Jake's soft breath against my neck. How the hell did we end up here. I have places to be today. Yet, I still laid there, letting him sleep. I figured I didn't need to be even getting ready till about 3:00 so I let it be. All until I felt him start shifting in his sleep.
"Hmm.. Chris?"
He said; sounding just as confused as I was. I didn't know what to say so I just continued to look down at him. I had now realized we were both shirtless and in out boxers. I guess that made me uncomfortable enough to start talking.
"Uh, I don't remember; last night I mean."
I shuffled away a bit, I figured I was making him uncomfortable as well.
"Oh, that's okay.. we didn't uh do anything. I was just upset.. and you were drunk.."
He kept trailing off as if I'd start remembering, which I did. But only the things he was bringing up.
"You know how you get when you're drink, Chris. I- I mean you were all over me trying to get me to lay down with you so I figured I'd just let you.. hold.. me?"
He sounded unsure of himself. This sentence also sounded very defensive. Like he didn't want me to think of it anything more than what it was. Cuddling. I finally speak up.
"Relax, man. It's alright. I hope I didn't make things too awkward last night."
He wasn't looking at me. There was something he wanted to day I knew it. He slowly looked up and his expression became soft, and a little concerned.
"You told me something I think I wasn't supposed to know yet."
This caught me way off guard. First I woke up to us literally holding eachother while we slept, which was so unlike Jake. It's honestly a little scary how abnormal it is. And now he's telling me I spilled my guts about something I didn't even remember talking about. It couldn't have been that serious or I would have remembered it, right?
"Are you gonna tell me or just sit there like I'm a mind reader?"
He sighed and put his head in his hands. I could tell he was stressed so I sat down next to him and threw an arm around his stiff anxious body.
"Look I'm all ears, buddy. It couldn't have been that bad."
He looked over at me, leaving his hands with nothing to hold. I grabbed one, trying to reassure him. He took a short pause.
"Who am I to you?"
I just stared for a moment. How do you answer a question like that especially to someone you care so much about.
"Jake you're my best buddy.. you're.."
My voice trailed off as I started to remember everything. And it hit me like a ton of bricks. Everything from buying his drinks, to sharing my deepest secrets.

A/N: Shorter then I'd like but the other ones will be better, this is kind of an intro to it all. Lmk what you think so far!