Couldn't keep away... ( INANIMATE INSANITY // LIGHTBRUSH Fanfiction )

Well good morning

It was the following day after the party. Everybody but the eliminated contestants went back home. It was a mess, there were empty cups and crisps spilt everywhere. Some of the carpets reeked of alcohol. Other than that, it was tidier then the last party OJ threw. 

OJ was passed out on the couch, he woke up and grunted. He turned around to see Salt curled up beside him.

"Gah! Salt, what are you doing." OJ said, startled. 

Salt woke up and rubbed her eyes. "H-huh? Oh, OJ. You're awake." 

"Yeah, why were you sleeping beside me, move." OJ responded in annoyance.  

"Ugh! Whatever." Salt said as she got up and catwalked away, up to her room. 

OJ decided to start cleaning, he got a large trash bag and started picking up all of the red plastic cups. Then vacuumed all of the smushed crisps off the carpets. OJ went down on his knees and smelt the carpet with the strong liquid lingering in it. 

"Oh my god seriously?" OJ said as he rolled his eyes. "I'm going to have to replace all of these carpets, because there's no way I'm cleaning vodka out of them." OJ thought to himself.

-MEANWHILE- 

Knife woke up and stretched, he noticed that he was in Pickle's bed, but he didn't care, he blushed instead. 

Knife was a little sore, he tried to get up but his legs were in pain. 

"Was it really that hard?" Knife asked himself. 

Pickle shifted in the blanket and woke up too. "Well good morning." Pickle said to Knife as he held his hand. Knife blushed and kissed Pickle's cheek. 

"Hey, I've been meaning to ask you something." Pickle says as he looks down at the blanket.

"Yeah?" Knife said, showing so much interest to the conversation. 

"Wanna come shopping with me later?" Pickle asked him as he smiled honestly.  

"Is that it? Of course I will." Knife said as he got up and walked to the washroom. 

He looked into the mirror and blushed, thinking of last night. He suddenly felt two arms gripping his waist. "I noticed that you were limping while you walked.. Does it hurt a lot?" Pickle, asked as he kissed Knife's neck. 

"N-no, not as much anymore. But I enjoyed it so it was worth the pain." Knife reassured Pickle, making sure he doesn't worry. Knife turned his head slightly and kissed Pickle softly. 

Pickle cupped Knife's face in his hands and continued to kiss him sweetly. "Let's have shower sex." Pickle said in between kisses as he peeped the shower with the corner of his eye.

Pickle touched Knife's weak spot. Knife melted in his hands. "Okay but, I-isn't it too early?" Knife asked, breathing heavier. 

"It's never too early." Pickle grinned and picked Knife up by his waist, then walked to the shower.