No memories of last night

this is my first ever serious fic and tbh, idk why i even wrote this. i'm not that big of an keegan fan but i guess i just felt like it?

this is male reader but u can look past that
(i'm only posting this bc a friend said i should, it probably sucks idk)

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Y/n wakes up with keegans arms wrapped around him. Not remembering anything that happened last night except him and keegan being very drunk. „what the fuck?" he mumbles to himself.

He takes a moment to try and remember why in the world he is laying half naked in his bed with his best friend. He remembers going to a bar with him and keegan getting very drunk, he remembers a balcony where he was talking to keegan after having drank a lot. Keegan got sick and was practically begging y/n to take him home.

But the question is, why is keegan in his bed, and where are half of their clothes??

Keegan still slept soundly, his breathing and heart rate steady. His arm was still wrapped around y/n although his grip had loosened a bit.

Y/n watched him as he slept, keegans head on his shoulder.

Suddenly keegan stirred, yawning and opening his eyes, his expression becoming more relaxed.

"Morning..." He murmured, before looking at Y/n. „I feel awful.." Y/n said whilst stretching. His bed wasn't very big so it was clear their sleep was a bit.. cramped.

„I feel awful too.." Keegan said whilst softly yawning. „Did we do anything last night?" Keegan asked as he tilted his head to the side. „because you seem pretty cozy next to me." he chuckled quietly.

„I don't know, i only remember us getting wasted at some bar last night" y/n answered.

„Do you remember anything from last night?" Y/n asked whilst looking back at keegan, their eyes locking. They both blushed slightly before Keegan looked away to answer „i remember being drunk, and you bringing me home.. or atleast brining me somewhere..?" he said whilst looking around
Y/n's room.

„Oh yeah i remember, you were practically begging me to let you sleep over at my place!" y/n adds before he starts laughing.

Keegan's face turned a bright shade of red as y/n said it. "Shut uuuuup..."
His voice was both embarrassed and playful at the same time.

"I was doing no such thing..." Keegan murmured, not wanting to admit that what y/n said was true.

„oh you did!" y/n teases whilst trying to hold back a laugh, wich ultimately fails.

Keegan groaned as he hid his face in his pillow. "I hate you..." He muttered.

He then removed his face from the pillow and pouted at him, but he couldn't keep himself for long since he was laughing too.

"I kinda feel like I did... My memories of last night are... Hazy, at best..." Keegan say's whilst looking at y/n.

„hmm.. well do you have any idea why were both half naked?" He asks Keegan.

Keegan's face turned bright red again.
"I do... But I don't wanna... Um..."

He buried his face in his pillow again.
"Did... Did we... You know..."

„oh my god you're right! we probably had girls over, no wonder i'm so sore" Y/n say's.

Keegan's face was buried in his pillow in embarrassment. „Yeah... Those girls can be a handful... I can't feel my legs..." Keegan laughed at y/n's answer, finding it funny but also thankful that he said it.