Are you a muse(d)? ; thorcid

No. 7

Naomi dropped her keys on a coffee table and beckoned her friends in.  Her heels clacked against the marble floor and she spun around proudly,  showing off her house.  Jamin was amazed to say the least.  It seemed that every time he went a friends house, he hated his more.  Not that he didn't appreciate it, he just wished he could have a posher lifestyle.
"Davis!"
A boy came running down the stairs,  anger clear on his face
"Did you steal my rocky horror shirt?"  He huffed,  stomping his foot into the ground.
Naomi chuckled  and walked by, shoving him out the way.
"Chill, Ty.  Why would I want that?"
Jamin obviously looked confused so Sang-Young leant over to whisper in his ear.
"Naomi's parents like to adopt.  That's Tyler."
Jamin nodded to show he was processing this information.  He wasn't a big fan of kids, so he hoped he wouldn't have to run into any of the younger ones. He got out his phone as they all walked upstairs, Tyler still grumpy by the door.

After informing his mom that he might not be home, Jamin sat down on the floor with Thorgy and Robbie. Naomi rummaged under her bed and pulled out a couple of beer bottles. Grinning, she passed them to everyone. Jamin wasn't much of a drinker, but at this moment he would do anything to keep his newly-found friends. He took a swig and fought the urge to make a sour expression. Everyone else easily chugged theirs back and Jamin wondered how cool he actually was.  He knew how hung over he got in the mornings and he knew how much he hated throwing up,  but he drank anyway.  He regretted his decision every time he grabbed a new bottle.  4 bottles and a lot of giggles later,  Jamin was smashed.  It was like he was a 13 year old having their first sip of wine at a wedding.  The gang had found out that he was a crazy drunk.  He wouldn't remember a thing in the morning,  but seeming everyone else wasn't such a lightweight they sure would.

The light was blinding.  Jamin's eyesight was all fogged up and his brain couldn't think straight.  Everything was spinning and he had only slightly opened his eyes.  He felt arms wrapped tightly around his waist and turned around to face the person.
"Morning, mom."
"I know you like to be called daddy, but I'm not ready to be a parent yet."
Jamin's eyes shot open and he groaned at the sudden brightness.  He was face to face with Naomi,  now without makeup.  He couldn't really figure out how attractive she was due to the blasting headache he had.
"Shit," he mumbled, untangling himself from her grip. "What did I do last night?"
Naomi yawned and sat up, stretching her arms.
"Can't be bothered to tell you.  You do have a daddy kink though, that was fun."
Jamin turned around and screamed into a pillow.  Drunk him was way different from normal him and he most certainly did not have a daddy kink.  Well, him under the influence of alcohol maybe did,  but he didn't want to think about that.
Naomi came back into the room with a glass of water and some pills.
"Where is everyone?" Jamin asked, sitting up and rubbing his head.
"They all left, stupid. You fell asleep so we kept you here."
"That isn't an excuse for you too cuddle me."
"Whoops."
Naomi smiled, winking at him. She sat on the bed and crossed her legs while he swallowed the pills. He pulled his knees up to his chest and noticed be was still wearing Thorgy's trousers, a small smile making its way onto his face.

Thorgy looked at the picture Bob had taken of Naomi and Jamin kissing. It upset him, but he was confused why. He had debated on liking Jamin and every time he denied all feelings. He really liked his new friend, but not in the way he hoped. He didn't want to have his heart broken again and he didn't want to lose another friend. He just wanted to be happy for Jamin, even if that kiss happened when he was drunk.

Naomi sat in the corner of her room doing her makeup while Jamin flicked through the channels.  He was thinking about going home but he could barely see, let alone move.  After finishing off her lipstick,  Naomi ran into the closet and rummaged through her girls side of clothing. After she changed she ran back out, showing off the outfit.
"What do you think?"
Jamin have her a small smile and a thumbs up. She rolled her eyes and plopped down next to him, brushing her hair out of her face. She shuffled closer to tired boy and rested her head on his chest, looking up at him. Jamin locked eyes with Naomi as she leaned in closer to him.
"You smell funny."
"I'm still in my clothes from yesterday, greedy bitch."
"I really like you." Naomi hummed in content as she fiddled with his shirt.
"You've only known me for a day."

Thorgy looked at the pictures on his wall. Did this deserve a space? It was his friends, after all.
"How hard could it be to have a picture of your crush and your friend kissing?"
He groaned and smacked his face into his pillow.
"Crush, what crush? I don't have a crush." The denial was getting to him. Of course he had a crush.
"Is Jamin even gay? Of course he is, he likes Naomi. Naomi looks like a girl,but she's still a dude."
Thorgy needed to stop talking to himself. He smacked the picture right in the spot where the Polaroid of Calum and him used to be and ran downstairs to eat.

Naomi inched her face closer and closer to Jamin's.
"How do you even know I'm gay? Maybe I like girls."
He said confidently, sitting up only a little straighter.
"Honey, if you were straight you would've stopped me by now."
She grinned before smashing her lips onto his.