sex | kiani // MATURE

five.

will awoke the next morning in bee's spare bedroom, an arm wrapped around his waist. a feeling of panic chilled his bones and his eyes landed on the arm, seeing a familiar set of tattoos that belonged to no other than jordan.

as his body began to awake from its slumber, he realized he really needed to take a piss, and he had a horrible headache. he shifted slightly, groaning as he realized he wasn't getting out of jordan's death grip. he glanced towards the american, huffing slightly and shaking his shoulder.

"jordan.."

"hmmm?"

"jordan. get up."

"mmm."

"jordan i really need to pee, let go of me." he proceeded to shake his shoulder even more, jordan letting go of him and whining about how he was warm.

"i'll be back. but i got fucked up last night and need bee to get me some advil."

jordan huffed, rolled onto his back, sat up and standing. "i wanted to cuddle."

"too bad." will swung open the bedroom door and walked into the hallway, jordan following.

will rubbed his eyes, looking around at bee's home. it was surprisingly clean, a few red cups missed here and there.

"bee?"

bee stuck her head out from the arch of the kitchen, blinking and saying good morning to will.

"hey will, advil's in the cabinet, want some bacon n pancakes?"

he had been to focused on his headache to even notice the smell of bacon and buttermilk pancakes wafting through the air.

"sure, your place is clean? what happened?"

"oh! ant, isaac, zach, and i cleaned it up. ant and issac decided to stay over as well, did you not see them in the dining room?"

"no, where's grase?"

"couch, poor dude was totally wreaked after the party and cleaning. we stayed up til a good 6 am doing it."

he glanced at the clock on the stove, seeing it was currently 1 p.m.

"why didn't you wake me sooner?"

she shrugged, a wave of her hand. "it's fine. go do your man things while i cook."

he shrugged, suddenly remembering he has to pee. he shot a smile towards jordan and shuffled into the bathroom.

after his piss break, he sat at the island in bee's kitchen, listening to her and jordan chat. she sat a plate in front of him, and he picked at his food.

a yawn left him, and jordan pecked his cheek, muttering in his ear. "we need to talk later."

"oh."

oops. i haven't updated in a while, sorry.

edited/written: nov. 8th.
posted: nov. 9th