Rowan raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh after Kyle left. He rolled his eyes slightly and walked back over to where Payton was sitting.
Payton had looked up after Rowan left, realizing he was alone. He felt his happiness start to disappear again as he took a sip of his drink. He glanced up as one of his best friends, Grayson, sat down next to him, a slightly concerned look on his face.
"What happened?" Grayson asked, grabbing Payton's drink and taking a sip of it.
Payton shrugged and shook his head, feeling his eyes sting. Where's Kyle? He asked himself, looking around at all the people in the room. He noticed Rowan sit down and kiss Grayson's shoulder, wishing he would stop feeling so lonely and sad sitting here.
"Hey! I'm back. Miss me?" Kyle smiled. "Sorry, about leaving twice. After, I drank the water, I had to pee. Please don't be mad…" Kyle pulled Payton close and kissed his cheek.
Payton glanced up and smiled, relief flooding through him. "No, no. I..thought you left or something." He replied, curling up next to him. "I thought you were mad at me.."
Grayson moved over a bit and Rowan pulled him into his lap.
Rowan moved his gaze to Kyle and raised an eyebrow at him. Nice excuse. He mouthed, turning his attention back to his boyfriend content in his lap.
He gave him a look that said Shut up! "I would never leave you behind." Kyle grinned and kissed Payton, pulling his legs onto his lap. "You said you would kiss me lots tonight right?"
Rowan rolled his eyes again and sighed, turning away from Kyle and Payton.
"Did I? That sounds fun~" Payton giggled, leaning forward and brushing his lips over Kyle's. "You smell good.." He murmured, pressing kisses to his cheek and jaw.
"You smell drunk." Kyle chuckled and pulled Payton's face to meet his. "Kiss me here, love," Kyle said pointing to his lips.
"I'll kiss you wherever the hell I want." Payton muttered, kissing his neck and running his fingers through Kyle's hair.
Kyle's face flushed as he kissed his neck. Kyle ran his hand through Payton's hair. "Fine, but I get to mark you when we get home." Kyle pulled him onto his lap.
"If I'm not asleep by then, sure." Payton murmured, moving his lips back up to Kyle's and kissing him. Is he still jealous? He thought nervously, pulling away from the kiss. "Go get me another drink?" He asked hopefully, flashing him a smile.
"Of course, what do you want?" Kyle smiled and pecked his lips.
"Something good. Not too bitter!" He slipped off Kyle's lap, grinning after him. Payton leaned back against the couch and stared up at the ceiling. Maybe if I get drunk enough, I'll stop worrying… He thought curiously.
Kyle ordered what Payton wanted and set it down on the table. "Miss me?" he whispered.
Payton took his drink and nodded. "Lots. Thanks~" He grinned, curling up in Kyle's arms again. "You..you're not still jealous..right?" He asked quietly.
"I was never jealous. He's a friend nothing more. I am your boyfriend soon to be fiance in a couple of years." Kyle chuckled kissing his forehead. "Trust me. I'm not jealous."
"Are you sure?" Payton asked again, cupping Kyle's face with his hands. "Are you telling me the truth?"
"You told me not to get jealous and that's what I'll do because I honor your words okay?" Kyle kissed him softly.
"You were jealous before though." Payton pulled away again, gazing at him. "I could tell." He added, tilting his head slightly.
"Not anymore, you worry too much, he ruffled his hair and kissed his forehead. "I know that you're mine and only mine."
"I don't worry too much." Payton frowned, sticking his tongue out at Kyle. "If anyone worries too much, it's you." He giggled.
Kyle Kissed his mouth while his tongue was still out. "Don't make me sing a cheesy one direction song."
Payton yelped and giggled, leaning into the kiss. "You're going to get drunk from kissing me this much." He murmured against his lips, nudging his nose against Kyle's.
"I'm already addicted to you, no one else would get me drunk as you do." Kyle kissed his neck and then back up to his lips. "Wanna dance before we head home?"
“I don’t think I can even stand up.” Payton giggled, leaning back against the couch. “Why do we have to go home? I don’t want to!”
"But you're drunk baby and you might do something you'll regret. I'll go get you some water so you can sober up okay?" Kyle kissed his forehead before getting up.
Payton shook his head. "I don't need water. I have good impulse control!" He called after Kyle.
Rowan leaned over and poked Payton in the arm, getting his attention. "Don't drink water. It doesn't taste good." He said with a laugh, his words slurred slightly.
Payton giggled and slapped his hand away teasingly. "Thanks for the advice. You need it more than I do though." He giggled harder.
