The insanely lonely jared Kleinman (connor x jared)

Chapter 7

TW! Talks of suicide.

   It was fairly quiet in the early morning, maybe 8:30 or 9. But the room was still scattered with empty cups and the bottle of liquor on the table, uncapped still and halfway empty.  The light shown in from the windows as well, it hitting just about where connor and jared were..
 
Speaking of so...jared was still very cuddled up to connor, connors arms still wrapped around his waist. He did start to stir when the sunlight hit, the warmth spread onto the bed and hit their skins. He just mumbled a few times, but ended up slowly waking up,  his eyes fluttered open.
  Oh gosh, what had happened? His head was having a splitting hangover, he just grimaced as he went to sit up, but found it a bit difficult, he felt arms around him. Jsreds cheeks were red, but even more red to see he was naked, so was connor.

  Did they have sex!? Oh god.. They did..didn't they? Jared nearly screamed but that would hurt, so he didn't. He just moved off the bed, but groaned. Okay.. That hurt too.. Yeah.. He was hella sore..he was sore all over.  But jared composed himself, standing but almost fell, groaning as he did stand, his head just pounding. He quickly scanned the room, cups... And clothes all over.. Well last night must've been wild, very wild.

  Jared just grimaced and rubbed his head, he hopefully packed those on the go Advil bottles.. He always had before on trips.. He first though, got on his binder and boxers, getting new clothes on slowly, he was extremely sore and stopped a few times to take a breath.
      He just gave up on getting a shirt for  moment, his body was sore as fuck and he needed a moment. Jared just sat on the bed, thinking.. How could he do something so reckless? Connor would probably freak when he'd wake up... Hurt him.. Then leave him alone here... Jared never felt so pissed at himself. For two reasons.

One, he and connor were absolutely drunk out of their minds to go off and have sex.

Two.

He enjoyed it.

Jared enjoyed thinking of the fact connor fucked him. That he made him feel loved and good, better than what Daniel could ever fucking do.  But he hated it was a drunken incident.. But...he wanted more.. Way more than that with connor now.   He was scared though, scared connor would use and abuse him and just throw him away after awhile...all these thoughts made jared tear up, he just huffed. His head just pounded and his heart hurt from this feeling. "fucking thanks, brain.." he mumbled and put his head in hands..

  While all that went down, connor was in bed still, laying on his side away from jared, but he was woken up by the splitting headache, the same like jared had. Connor groaned, sitting up slowly and rubbed his eyes. "My... Fucking head..." he grumbled as he rubbed it. What.. Happened last night? He had no recognition of anything, except he looked down, his face a red or embarrassment as he saw he was naked. Luckily sheets were over him... But he looked around, seeing some cups scattered all over and shit.  Wait, scratch that, he also felt sore in the lower region..what the fuck had happened last night?

  All his thoughts vanished when he saw jared in the corner of his eye, but he still groaned at his own headache, but still... Jared didn't look too happy. He'd go see what's Wrong or whatever after getting changed.

  Jared could hear his groans, giving a sign connor was awake. He could feel his stomach drop when he knew. But he just swiftly pulled his shirt on, ignoring the headache the best he could, and rummaged through his bag for Advil. SWeET jEsuS thank god, he packed it. He shakingly opened the bottle, getting two, one for him, one for connor.

  He closed the cap, throwing it back in the bag and slowly got up. "uh.. H..hey.. I got Advil.." jared smiled awkwardly at connor as he held out his hand with the two pills, letting connor take one.