Under The Cold Moonlight

Chapter 9- Night with you

Here give me your hand.

Follow my steps...

You're the best Augustine...

Those phrases seems to remain in Augustine's head even if he sees it embarrassing at the time, it felt no use of forgetting such moment. A moment that felt so unreal that you could mistake it as a fictional love novel.

I mean how could he try to ignore all of it?

The way he held his hands, the way he taught him where to step, how they were so in sync with each others movement, the way they swayed side to side while both bodies were getting closer and closer to the point privacy cease to exist for only the both of them.

Augustine was flushing red, water dripping from his soaked body as he open the shower's door, hot steam escaping the shower's glass barrier. He covers himself with a towel and made his way at his clothes were.

I should probably atleast clean Winnie up...

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Augustine stares at Winnie, laying on his precious bed that is possibly smelling like alcohol from the sheer amount of drinks Winnie consume. Augustine really felt like jumping onto his bed not caring if Winnie was there or not even so he still need to do something since it will be too guilty to leave his friend at such state.

After a moment Augustine finally build up the courage to start cleaning Winnie up, the sooner the better.

Augustine first need to remove  Winnie's clothes in order to actually clean him up.

Its not that hard right?

Augustine positioned himself in the edge of the bed where he can start removing Winnie's clothes off of him. He scoots a little bit closer as his hand touches Winnie's top, Augustine felt like cringing himself at his sudden boldness. He slid his hand and succesfully removed Winnie's clothes...well only the top part since Augustine decided to just leave Winnie's lower clothes as they were.

Augustine took out a small towel and soaked it with warm water. He gently wiped Winnie's body with the wet towel slowy he sense that his eyes were staring at Winnie's body mostly his abs. Augustine violently shakes his head.

I feel like a creep.

He was about to continue when all the suddenly a hand was grabing onto his then a soft teased filled his ear drum.

"Hmm...AUggiE Wat do YoU think youR doing~"

Augustine freezes as another wave of heat made its way through his face changing its color to a cherry like shade. Hands still on Winnie's chest, he was too stunned to move.

His drunk...should I say something?

Before Augustine can answer his question the blonde was getting too impatient on waiting for a reply.

"Aww~ now u decidee to ignOre my PlEaSe~ HmHp!"

"No I'm not...nevermind."

Augustine was about to say something but he just realize it's not worth arguing with Winnie right now, seeing what state the blonde is, you can tell as bright as day that there's no point of getting into an argument when the person you're trying to argue is intoxicated.

So what did dear Auggie do?

As Winnie was still holding his hand. He was suddenly pulled down by the other person laying on his bed, making him lay on the bed as well . But instead of feeling the bed's mattress, he felt a warm fleshy texture. Before he know it, he was laying on top of Winnie.

Flushtered Augustine tried to get off of Winnie's body however he was pulled into a tight hug.

"AuggIe wherrrE aRe yoU GoiNg~"

"I–Winnie stop-p!"

Winnie slid his hand under Augustine's shirt and started to wander around using his hand. Augustine can literally feel Winnie's slim fingers sliding on his chest as he did he felt ticklish and let out a small laugh.

"Hahaha Win—haha..."

Winnie also let out a devious giggle as he continue to tickle, touch Augustine's broad body seemingly torturing the him until he loses breath, he did eventually stops. Leaving Augustine breathless otherwise.

*Huff* "T-that's enough Winnie..."

"AwWWee!"

"Nope, Winnie I'm already tired!"

Augustine said, removing Winnie's hold from his abdomem.

"Agg—"

Augustine cuts Winnie off by throwing him a t-shirt at the blonde's face, causing him to stay at the bed while Augustine gets up, his face was flushing red as the eye can tell.

Augustine waited till Winnie was asleep, he took one of the pillow from his occupied bed and went to his cabinet to take a spare blanket. Augustine decided to sleep in the hard, cold flooring.

He tried to get some sleep but the thought of him and Winnie—just completely give him some butterflies.

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Few hours later, its now 3 o'clock in the morning. Suprisingly both men were able to get some night sleep, you can tell because of the light snores filling the room.

Winnie seems to turn around from side to side, putting his hands on the top of his head, he blinks slowly as he regains consciousness from his sleep. He stares at the ceiling for a while, then his eyes widened as he force himself to sit up from the bed. Winnie eventually regrets doing that since because of it he now has a headache. But decided to ignore it for now, as he now remembers what just happened.

"Auggie..?"

He looks around at the bed realizing the person he was looking for was not there, Winnie starting to feel panicked, the blonde quickly rose up from the bed, he was about to make a step when he notice something as he felt a sense of relief.

Augustine was sleeping on the floor with only a small pillow and a blanket this makes Winnie feel guilty as he already is. Winnie lay down besides Augustine and wraps his arms around the others waist. He rest his head at Augustine's neck, hearing a light snore from his friend  makes his stomach weak.

The blonde laughs silently as he remembers that hours ago he was drunk and was doing some sort of things to his best friend. Now he was laying on the cold floor with the other man, giving him a small peck on the back side of his neck.

Winnie just accepted that he was yearning for the other's warmth, touch and maybe...possibly love.