I rolled over on my bed, bumping into Zack's warm body.
"What happened last night?" I groaned, wrapping my arms around Zack, and cuddled my head into his neck. We were both pretty hungover, and sweaty.
"I'm pretty sure we fucked." Zack replied with a huge sigh. His morning voice was the hottest thing ever.
"Well, it's not like it hasn't happened before." I giggled. Zack gently started playing with my hair. I slowly opened my eyes, the light from the window making me even more sick, and looked over at Zack. He looked awful, but to be fair, I probably did too. Even in this awful state, he still was the most gorgeous thing I've ever laid eyes on. Or laid in general.
"Did we use condoms?" I asked, concerned about our health.
"Probably not." He sighed again. He started to get up.
"Babe can you get me medicine?" I asked and added, "and a trash can? We can watch Netflix all day and cuddle."
"Sounds good." Zack doesn't get hit as hard as me whenever we have alcohol. It's nice though, because he is my servant all day, but don't tell him that I said that.
While I got Netflix up on the TV he came back with popcorn, pills, a trash can and 2 more pillows.
We both got situated in bed, also know as him cuddling the hell out of me. We finally started the movie, which turned out to be a Sherlock marathon.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" I asked Zack. I don't know why, but I was curious.
"Well, I remember you confessing your love for me about 1000 times. Oh, and also you kept proposing to me. Then you told me that we should make love, so guess what? We did. And it was great may I add."
"How do you remember all that?" I asked, was he even drinking?
"I wasn't drunk." He said, answering both of my questions.
"So you took advantage of me?"
"I guess you can say that. But, when you were about to pass out you told me how lovely it was."
"Oh."
"Anddd the best part was when you told me I love you." Zack said, playing with my hair. Then it hit me, I never told him that I loved him. Sure I have, but it was friendship love. I've never told him that I loved him since we started dating.
"Zack, I really do love you. Like I'm in love with you, okay? Drunken me knows what nondrucken me wants to say and what I want to do."
"Joe, I'm in love with you, too." Zach said gently against my neck, making shivers go down my spine.
I rolled over on top of him, even though my hungover body didn't like it. I started kissing him, and soon enough he was kissing back.
Zack drew back unexpectedly. "So, you want to propose to me and make love to me?" Zack smirked. I started laughing as I drew him back into the kiss.
He drew back again. "You didn't answer my question." He said, putting his hand on my hips so I could keep balance on top of him.
"Yeah, I guess so." I finally answered after a few moments. This answer made him beam, and this time he was the one who drew me back into the kiss.
