"Damn this headache!"
Daou had just woken up and it wasn't a particularly pleasant return to reality.
His head was pounding, his stomach still showed signs of latent nausea and his mouth was terribly dry. He still had the feeling that he was exhaling sweet-smelling alcohol and felt the urgent need to simply pull the disgusting morning sun, which was shining in his face through an improperly closed blind, out of the sky."Jesus...don't tell Road that you've had far too much to drink, he'll tease you terribly."
He said to himself, not yet fully conscious, and pulled the blanket over his head for a moment."Wait, what....?!" At that moment, he noticed the flowery scent that only Offroad's bed linen ever gave off so pleasantly and he suddenly realized that he wasn't even at home in his bed.
It didn't take a second and he was wide awake, but he realized that the space next to him was empty.
"Road? Are you there, Ter (sweetheart)?"
He called for his best friend, who he thought was somewhere else in his apartment. Probably in the kitchen, or in the bathroom if he was no longer with him.But there was no answer.
Daou sat up and looked at the bedside cabinet for his cell phone. It was connected to the charging cable, next to it was a large bottle of still water with a glass of water, a stomach pill and a headache pill on a small plate, along with some rice porridge with fresh fruit in a bowl, with a small note folded and placed in front of it.
Daou grabbed the letter and read what it said.
Good morning, handsome,
As I suspect that last night is still very much in your bones, I have prepared a few little things for you.
Please take the pills, eat something with them and drink as much water as you can, it will fight your hangover best.
You're probably wondering where I am right now, you've probably forgotten, but I'll forgive you in your condition.
Unfortunately, I'm not off work today like you and had to leave the house at 8am.
I have the fashion event in the Siam Mall with the presentation of the new jeans collection. It probably won't take very long and I'll be back in the afternoon, I think.
Get some more rest.
And.....
If you don't remember last night and have a few questions, don't worry, I'll tell you all about it when I get home.
If you do remember, don't worry, everything's fine, nothing has changed between us.
We'll talk later.Love Offroad
P.S.: Please get in touch with Joong. If he doesn't answer, check with Dunk, he's with him, he said, and apologize for just running off tonight, he was really worried about you!
Daou stared at the message.
Offroad was as wonderful and sweet as ever to him. Cared that he was fine, that he had everything he needed, but he shuddered a little when he read those hints about last night.Somehow everything in his head was still under a kind of gloomy fog from which only brief, small, bright moments flashed out and he remembered a really hot dream that really didn't fit here.
He pondered how he had got here in the first place and decided that Joong might be able to help him.
Less than 10 seconds later, Joong's cell phone rang in Dunk's apartment.
"God, you're still alive, after all.....how are you, my friend? Headache?"
Joong asked cheekily when he answered the phone after it had been ringing for a while."Hell yeah, my head is pounding like someone drove a bunch of monkeys through it, so please.... don't talk too loud." Daou held his cell phone a little further away from his ear and finally put it on speaker to avoid feeling that painful sound directly on his body.
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