Jon was sitting on the couch peacefully watching tv. Suddenly he hears the door slam open and hit the wall, causing him to stand up in a panic. In the door stumbled a drunk and most-likely angry Eduardo. Jon hated when Eduardo got drunk, he was always meaner to him. Eduardo looked over at the small man and noticed he was backing up a bit. "Jon! Th' fuck 're you doin'?" The drunk man said as he stared into Jon's black eyes. "I-I was just leaving" said the younger one in fear. Eduardo started to walk over, wobbling with almost every other step. Jon backed away more as the taller man grew closer. "E-Eduardo you're drunk.. M-maybe you should rest.?" the carmel haired man shakily suggested. "Shut the fuck up Jon!" the taller exclaimed as he got close enough to Jon, shoving him against the wall. "Ow! Eduardo p-please!" Jon said as he was about to run. Eduardo then grabbed his wrists and shoved him to the wall again, gripping his wrists hard so he couldn't escape. "Eddie stop!" Jon looked up at him. Suddenly Jon started to feel his cheeks heat up, realizing what position he was exactly in. "Stop movin' ya little twerp!" Eduardo once again exclaimed. Jon stayed silent in response, not wanting to anger the taller man who held his wrists. After a few seconds more of the silence and gazing into Eduardo's emerald green eyes unintentionally, Jon grew enough courage and said in a soft tone "Eddie please, you're drunk and need to re-" Jon was cut off by a pair of somewhat chapped lips pressing to his. He was shocked and started to try and escape but no luck came, he was stuck in Eduardo's grasp. Eduardo held his wrists for a moment more then released them. Jon took advantage of this and shoved Eduardo back and ran up the stairs to his room, closing the door and locking it as soon as he got in. Eduardo stumbled back from the shove but smirked, bringing a hand to his lips and staring up the stairs. He wanted more but he decided to leave the small man be. Stumbling to the couch and falling on it, falling asleep shortly after. Jon leaned against his door, attempting to process what just happened moments ago. He felt his face burning up as he slid down the door quickly, covering his mouth as he reached the floor. 'Eduardo just.. Eduardo just kissed me..' he thought to himself. "He's just drunk, he would never do that.. Right.?" Jon pondered for a good while till he heard the front door open then close. 'Mark must be home..' Jon gets up and grabs a sticky-note then a pen, using it to make a note that said "Not hungry tonight!" Jon then opened his door quietly and put the note on, hearing Mark yell at Eduardo for being drunk. He closed his door quietly then went to his closet, changing into his normal sleeping outfit. A white tanktop and shorts. He went to his bed and flopped on it as the previous events with Eduardo started to play on repeat. Slowly Jon began to drift to sleep.
(Heyyy 535 words! Not to worry, I'll be updating this one! Hope you enjoyed chapter one)
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That Night... (Jonuardo)
RomanceJon was just having a night to himself, the boys were out so he would watch tv by himself, but little did Jon know.. That one of his friends, had a bit too much to drink.
