My one and only, Belove(d)

Chapter 6. ★

Important TW('s): Intoxication(?) , Mentions of Nausea, etc(?).

Author's note: Hi people! It's been awhile I apologize for that since I was busy and everything but bear with me. I know it's been an entire summer without a chapter and my ass has been on writers block and shit so.. whoopsie. Along with that I have new OC's, but not really for this book so uh. ok. either way it's just a goofy ahh book.. *AHEM* In other news, I started school so again bear with me and this might be a shorter chapter (?) i'm not too sure but it is a draft so it might be longer in the final product or something. Anywho, enough with me yappin. Enjoy!! :)

"BEEPBEEPBEEPBEE–" Tamaki grabbed onto his clock to snooze on his alarm and slammed it down again. It was the weekend so he needed to sleep longer after a long night which is typical for Friday's. He felt groggy and exhausted, probably an after effect from his drinking as soon as he got home from the whole party scenario. That party felt like nothing but a fever dream. It didn't feel real at all and he somewhat forgot what happened during it. He was too groggy to remember what even happened. Tamaki felt more hungover from drinking than normal but he didn't care since it was worth it since he refused to remember what happened the night before and tell his own older brother what happened. He remembered Takami questioning the fuck outta him once they got home, but The Belove only pushed away his questions and grabbed onto the Vodka he was craving for all night. It ended in a bad result since Tamaki did have tequila at the party from the night before and then when he got home he had Vodka. Tequila wasn't Tamaki's favorite because he hated how it tasted and having its aftertaste mixed with Vodka made Tamaki was probably the reason why he was hungover. He didn't vomit or anything, he thought. He wasn't sure. He didn't remember.
Soon enough the alarm went off again and The Belove just grabbed it and shut it off completely before throwing it off his night stand. Before he did, he looked at the time which seemed to be '7:23 AM'.
    "God shut the fuck up. It's my weekend and I'll do whatever I have to do later." Tamaki groaned. His hair was messy, all over his face, unkept, and it looked as if it was a bird's nest since he hadn't combed out his hair. His face was pale as usual, sleepy brown eyes, and his mouth was slightly drooling from when he was in his sleep. His glasses were on the floor, which probably meant Tamaki missed the shot to put his glasses on his nightstand. Tamaki felt too exhausted to pick them up so he just laid his head back down onto the pillow and tried to force himself back to sleep. His pillow felt slightly like a cotton cloud but a bit on the soggy side since he did drool in his sleep after all. It felt too good to leave behind so he just kept it with him and cuddled up against it. The Belove cradled his pillow like he was hugging onto somebody which he always wished he could but he couldn't so a pillow would do a job perfectly fine. Tamaki's mind was slowly clearing up from the night before so he could finally rest so that means he could sleep for at least another 2-3 hours. Right?
    "TAMAKI WAKEY WAKEY!!" Wrong. Of Course Takami had to wake up Tamaki during his moment of trying to fall right back to sleep.
    "What do you want.." Tamaki was groggy and he couldn't even see his own older brother due to not having his glasses on quite yet. Takami's hands were on The Belove's head and just shook his brother trying to wake him up.
    "Man, You've been hungover all night. What's with you? Did you drink something you weren't supposed to at that party?" Takami scoffed while Tamaki grabbed onto one of his hands off his head and pushed it off.
    "Yes. I had tequila or whatever. Now leave me– alone." Tamaki answered. His frustration was all over the place and he didn't want to be extremely frustrated otherwise he'd accidentally make himself extremely sick
    "Of course you did. Well, Dad and Mommy have already gone to work. So I'm going to be around the house. Dad said I shouldn't leave you home alone since you are the hungover one and if something happened to you there would be consequences, blah blah blah blah blah—" Takami yapped as The Belove only put his head down once more and grabbed onto another one of his pillows. He covered his head with the pillow so he didn't have to listen to Takami's rant that he just kept going on and on with. Tamaki was tired, and Takami only did this to annoy the shit outta him. 
    "Okay Okay! Shut the fuck up and go!! Let me sleep. I'll be up in an hour or two." Tamaki screamed. It was slightly muffled due to the pillows that were on his face.
    "Well Jeez, okay Mr. Drinks all his problems away. I might go out and such so if you're awake and wonder where I am, do not text me, okay? Okay!! Buh bye!!" And there goes Takami. The Belove didn't care if he was left alone since he needed peace and quiet for the next few hours.
Soon after Takami left, Tamaki finally felt relaxed and calm so he could just be relieved from his situation. Fortunately for Tamaki, he pursed his face up a little and soon enough he was out. Asleep. for possibly a couple more hours. He needed that extra time to rest up before getting anything he really wanted to do on a typical Saturday morning basis.