mashton

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short one shot

michael thought that birds chirping symbolized peace and good and freedom.
he could never be more wrong.
because this morning he woke up in a bed that smelled of beach sand and hairspray and drugstore cologne that suffocated him. he whined and shifted, but then froze, slowly opening his eyes in confusion when he felt trapped.
there were arms around him.
he went wide eyed when the thought came whirling into his head..the party last night.

michael was a generally shy kid. the quiet one, the cute one that everyone aww'ed over. he had sweater paws and lilac hair and had popular friends, but he liked books better than movies and tea instead of booze.
but last night he realized that he needed to let loose, have fun, drink alcohol, which is rare and maybe just make out in the corner with a hot dude. and all he remembers is that stupid game of truth or dare where girls were given body shots or someone had to run around naked or something like that.
and it's fuzzy, michael remembers, but he knew he had to kiss ashton irwin, the guy he's liked for years, but after that it's all a blur.

so he clenched his eyes shut, mumbling 'please don't be ashton please don't be ashton' when he hears a sleepy voice and hears a rustle.
'hey mikey.'
'fuck.' he mumbled and ashton chuckled, rubbing michael's hands. he flipped him over and kissed his hair, inhaling michael's smell of ocean and roses. michael blushed and didn't know what to say so he stared at his hands.
'what's wrong?'
michael looked up. 'we had sex.'
'yeah.' ashton smiled before wincing. 'damn, my bum is sore.'
and with that michael's eyes widened. he must of been so fucking drunk.
'i-i..i went d-down on you?' ashton chuckled when he asked and nodded.
'four times actually..round after round after—'
'i get it.'
michael couldn't do anything but slip out of his arms and sit on the edge of the bed.
'what you didn't want to? i know you like me.'
michael looked back at him.
'what? n-no i—'
'luke tells the truth when he's drunk, kitten.' he grinned when michael blushed and sat up, pulling the naked boy in his lap and burying in his neck.
'mikey..' he mumbled into his skin. 'i like you too.'
and michael grinned, forgetting about the fact that he lost his virginity drunk.

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