Damien's POV
Sunday, 1:14 PM
I opened my eyes and realized that I am in an unfamiliar place. I woke up with the worst headache ever. I looked around and realized that I am shirtless. I sat up and Shayne walked into the room; also shirtless.
"Hey, sleepyhead. You've been sleeping for hours." He asserted in a low and raspy voice.
'Well, based on your voice, you just woke up too." I snickered. He laughed at me and jumped onto the bed next to me, resting himself under the blankets. I enjoyed the idea of Shayne and me being shirtless together in his bed. However, I proceeded to ask what happened.
Shayne, in Rick's voice, answered, "Well, you got Riggity Riggity Wrecked, Son!" I muttered a quiet "what?" as he continued to explain the night before. "Yeah, dude you drank way too much last night. You were even flirting with a cat. I didn't want to leave you alone in your house, so I brought you here. Do you really not remember what happened?"
"I really don't. The last thing I remember was me throwing up in the bathroom before taking more shots." I hesitantly add, "Wait, what about you, do you remember everything?" Shayne grumbled a slightly annoyed "yes" and stood up to grab his phone.
"Did I do something bad or embarrassing last night?" I asked. Shayne then turned around and pondered, "Wow, you really don't remember the party." He went quiet for a second. As if he needed to think. He skeptically added, "No, you're fine. Just get some rest."
I whispered a small, "okay" and laid down. Shayne then sat down and said that Courtney texted him and asked if we were gonna show up at the office today. Then it hit me, Courtney, the roof, the kiss, and the song. Everything came flooding through. All the laughter, the tears, and the mistakes rush into my mind.
Last night, Saturday, 9:37 PM
After Shayne kissed me, I told the group that I'm gonna get a drink. I walked away from Shayne and tried to look for a quiet spot. I found myself sitting on the roof. My best friend, the person I love, kissed me. My first kiss. Everything felt surreal. That kiss is like a double edge sword. It's everything I've ever wanted, but not in the right way. Why couldn't our worlds just collide?
I laid down under the stars. I could feel my tears rolling down my cheeks as I drink some vodka. I love Shayne, but I know he'll never feel the same way. I knew it from the moment we met. But why would he play with my feelings like that? I guess he doesn't really know what I feel towards him.
After a few moments in my sorrow, a stranger joined me on the roof.
"Oh, hey, I didn't know someone else was here. Do you want me to leave or..." The person exclaimed. The stranger was weirdly attractive. He has blonde hair and a deep sultry voice. "You're fine. I was about to leave anyway. I just needed some alone time." I replied. The man then introduced himself as Luke.
"I understand, man. You can vent your problems to me." Luke asserted. Oddly enough, I felt compelled to rant to a stranger whom I've never even met.
After several minutes of tears, I finished telling him my story. Luke then suavely responds, "Damn. That's some whack shit bro. This is the only thing I'll say, if you want it, you have to go for it. If you don't, you'll just end up regretting not doing it. The worse thing he can say is 'no'." I nod my head as I wipe my tears.
He then smiles at me. However, his face cracked and added, "Actually, the worst thing he can do is take you to 'Build-A-Bear' to get the girl he likes a bear even though he knows you have feelings for him."
"That was oddly specific," I snickered at him. We both laughed and he smiled. He told me to go and get 'my man'. I thanked him and nodded at him.
With the help of some liquid courage, I made my way into the house to find Shayne. I looked for him everywhere until I found one of Courtney's friends. "I think they're both outside," The annoying one exclaimed.
I went outside and called out his name so I can find him.
"Hey, Shay-"
My calling got interrupted by the image of Courtney and Shayne kissing. I turned around and ran back inside. I held back my tears and ran towards the bathroom. I worked my way through multiple couples until I got to the door. It's as if they were put there to mock me. I could hear Shayne and Courtney follow me. Fortunately, I got inside the bathroom before they could catch up to me.
I can feel my body breaking down as I look at myself in the mirror. My tears ran down my cheeks and I can feel my breathing get heavy. I picked at the grout as I softly grieved. I can hear them knock on the door. I immediately splash some water on face and thought of an excuse to say to them.
As I open the door, Shayne instantaneously hugged me and asked, "What happened man, are you okay?" I acted a little drunker than I actually am and replied, "I am fine man! I just threw up. I am SO drunk right now." Courtney, concerned, asked, "Are you alright Damien? We can take you home if you want." Me, being the sad drunk guy I am, said that I'm doing well.
I then yelled, "LET'S PARTY!" Shayne turned to me with a concerned face. Nevertheless, we went on and actually partied. Shayne didn't drink with us and actually stopped drinking after his first two drinks when we arrived. (Drink responsibly. Don't Drink and Drive)
SEVERAL shots later, I could feel my head turn with every move I make. I could see Shayne and Courtney flirting in front of me. It's as if that's the only thing my mind can comprehend. After a few more shots and conversations filled with loud laughter, Shayne and Courtney got dared to sing on stage.
They sang a duet of that one Justin Bieber song, 'Let Me Love You'. During this moment, I can feel myself go sober. The warmth of the alcohol in my veins made me perceive what's going on in my head. I can feel my heart break in half as theirs connect as one. Their warm looks filled with desire hurt me and I could feel sparks fly from their touch.
"Never let you go, never let me down"
I can see Shayne and Courtney moving in slow-motion as I pass out.
I woke up in Shayne's car while he's driving. From the looks of the surrounding area, we just dropped Courtney home. I started talking to Shayne about shit I can't even remember. However, I remember bringing up our kiss.
"Shayne, why the fUckk did you kiss me?"
"It's to-" I interrupt him and mumbled, "Because that shit was uncool, man. I have hella hard feelings for you and you disregarded that."
"What?" Shayne replied.
"I love you, Shayne Topp. You're the only person in this world to make feel these things." I drunkenly muttered. I passed out just a few seconds after that.
I don't remember much what happened afterwards. But, why did he lie and say nothing happened last night? And why are we both in his bed shirtless? Surely, he would've been weirded out by what I said and wouldn't have slept next me. This boy fucking confuses me. Ugh.
A/N
This chapter was lowkey unnecessary long lmao. I just have so many ideas for this part of the story and I don't wanna scrap them. Some of them just came up as I was writing. Literally, I was already at 720+ words when I got to my original idea. Also, this chapter has a lot of song references? It was never intended but I guess they're there. Nevertheless, I guess it works. As always, thanks for reading and please vote and comment. :)PS just imagine that it's Shayne singing with Courtney in the attached song lmao.
PPS the build a bear thing actually happened to me irl so :)
PPPS Absolutely Smitten is alreaady on the 4th place on the "Hot" section of the "Shaymien" Tag! Thanks for all the votes and reads. I wasn't expecting to get this much this early on ily guys <3
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Absolutely Smitten
FanfictionShaymien Shayne + Damien fic! New Smosh Games member, Damien Haas, meets and falls for Smosh Squad's "straight" boy, Shayne Topp. How will Damien's feelings for his coworker affect his job? This whole story was inspired by Dodie Clark's song, Abs...