Synthetic Darkness (MFM)

Chapter 8: The Morning After

The next morning, Kale woke to two surprises. A throbbing head. Funny, since he didn't remember getting in a fight with a military tank and coming out the loser. Then there was a naked Jason lying beside him. What. The. Fuck?!

Raven was going to kill him. He sat on the edge of his bed and quickly thought back to evening before. It was a blur. Maybe there was more to the scenario than the conclusion he was jumping to. Had to be. A warm arm wrapped around his waist. Kale went still. Warm breathing danced across his lower back.

"Morning, Tiger." The groggy voice broke into his thoughts.

"Who the hell is Tiger!" Kale grabbed his head. Was it bad when your own voice made your head throb?

Jason laughed and snuggled up to his back, "No one else here, who do you think?"

Kale covered his face and groaned into his hands. Raven was going to kick his ass. He was dead. A goner. Screwed. If it was anyone else, she would be ecstatic. It just had to Jason lying there, didn't it. And there's the other downside of getting drunk. A killer headache and the town slut in your bed. Never. Again.

"Uh, look. Yeah, can we, you know. Not tell anyone about this." Kale turned to look down at Jason as he spoke.

"About what? Waking up with me in your bed? Or what happened between us in said bed?"

Oh god, he had jumped to the right conclusion. That meant...he was no longer...a virgin. As the thought dawned on him, he groaned again. Oh, shit. Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

"Either, or. Preferably both."

"Ashamed?"

"More confused than anything. Might be the hangover, but, I don't think so."

"Why the confusion? Want me to preform a re-enactment?" Jason released his hold on Kale and sat up, ready to help refresh Kale's memory.

"Uh, no. Thanks, but no." He really didn't want to think about the events that led to that moment, let alone the act itself.

Jason laughed and shrugged his shoulders. They both turned their heads when they heard footsteps in the hall. Raven's manic beats on the door set Kale's ass on fire. He jumped from the bed and frantically started searching for his clothes. It was useless, the only clothing on the floor was Jason's ripped jeans and black Slipknot tee. Where the hell were his clothes!?

"Bathroom. You got a little...dirty last night." The double meaning made Kale blush. He put his fingers to his lips.

"Kale! Wake up! We have got to go!"

The slap to his forehead bounced around the empty walls of the room. Work! How was he going to be able to work today?

"Kale! Unlock the door!" Raven shouted as she jiggled the knob with one hand and pounded on the door with other. "Don't you dare make me late Kale! GET! UP! NOOOOW!" A final slam on the door and Kale heard her stomping back down the hallway.

"Wow, she's a sweetheart in the mornings."

Kale looked over, Jason sat there on his bed. Completely naked. No sheet to cover his business, oh no. He was just letting it all hang out. For the millionth time since waking up, Kale slapped his forehead.

"Please get off the bed and get dressed. You're distracting."

Jason complied and made his way around the room. He slid his legs into his jeans and pulled his shirt over his head. Kale busied himself with the task of finding his work clothes. And getting Jason out before Raven discovered he was, and had been all night, in Kale's bed.