I'm Not Gay

Wining and Whining

Justin landed at the door to his studio apartment, allowing March to slide off of his back before opening the door. It was very humble, with only the necessities, but it was quaint and the teal haired psychic saw the charm in it. As they walked in, his stormy grey eyes scanned the area, taking in the details. This is where he lives, he thought, mystified. It's... nice. He sat on the bed and Justin went to the kitchen area, pulling out a bottle of wine.

"Would you like a glass?" he asked, gesturing to the bottle in hand. March avoided eye contact nervously.

"I-I don't know, I don't usually drink. Besides, I gotta get home to my brother at some point..." he mumbled, coming up with a few excuses to not drink anything. Justin gave him a small smile, pulling out two glasses anyway.

"Come on, baby~ Just a couple glasses won't hurt. I'll take you home myself if you're so worried about it" March blushed heavily at the pet name he'd been assigned, but was easily swayed nonetheless. He nodded slightly, and Justin poured the two glasses, handing one to the younger male with a comforting expression. "Nothing bad will happen, I promise." The psychic gave a small smile and nodded.

"Thank you.." he whispered gratefully, taking a sip. It was smooth and slid down his throat like a crimson ribbon. The two males made small talk, laughing, teasing, and flirting all the same. One glass became two, and two became three. The younger male, being an extreme lightweight, was already tipsy, a blush spread across his cheeks and a smile plastered on his face. His arms were wrapped around Justin's waist, and they showed no signs of releasing him any time soon.

He leaned up to kiss Justin's cheek, giggling softly. "Babyyy~! Gimme a kisss" he mumbled out joyfully. Justin laughed softly, taking another sip from his glass.

"Someone's a lightweight, huh?" He chuckled out, wrapping his arm around March's shoulders. The lightweight in question replied by snuggling his face into Justin's chest, huffing.

"No kisses then~?" he whined sadly. "But Justie c'monnn~ I just wanna little kiss! I couldn't stop thinking about the one we had earlier, it was just- so magicalllll" he sang happily. "Justie's" eyes widened and he looked down at the young male strapped to his waist.

"Oh, is that so? Well, maybe I will~" he flirted, sliding his hand under the shorter male's chin and tilting it upwards. Justin slowly leaned in and gave him a tender kiss. The psychic however, in his drunken state, deepened the kiss and made it more rough and passionate. He lifted himself onto Justin's lap, straddling him boldly. The sober male chuckled into the kiss, pulling away reluctantly.

"Ah- are you sure you want to go further? I don't think you're in a place to choose" He stated nervously. March nodded with lust in his eyes and love in his heart. Justin, knowing it was the alcohol talking, gently pushed him back onto the sofa. The teal haired male whined softly, crawling back onto him.

"D-do you not want me?" He asked, giving him puppydog eyes. This easily guilted his host, which he had hoped would happen. Justin shook his head quickly.

"Trust me, that's the last thing I was thinking. It's just- you're drunk, plain and simple. That's not consent. I can't do anything. I'm sorry." He said with a chuckle. "Try again when you've sobered up." March, who was extremely unhappy with the response he got, pouted and wrapped his arms around the larger male's neck.

"B-But I love you~!" he whined desperately.

Justin laughed lightheartedly, picking him up bridal style. "Alrighty, lover boy, time for bed. I'll take you home in the morning."

"I don't wanna go home! I wanna stay with you foreverr," he called out drunkenly before letting out a yawn, revealing his exhaustion. The winged male chuckled and took him to his bed, laying him down gently. March snuggled into it, getting under the covers and opening his arms for Justin to fill. "C'mereeeee~"

"Alright, alright," the man in question teased, laying into bed with the small psychic. He immediately wrapped his arms around Justin's waist, and he chuckled in response. His arms made their way around March in a protective fashion, and they slowly dozed off in each other's embrace.

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