He saw Payton go into the bathroom and he started to pound on the door. “Payton, please open the door are you mad at me for almost forcing you to kiss me? If it helps the guy that I kissed, might have had a drink in his mouth at the time and maybe a little drugs so I’m kind of drunk and high at the same time so can you please open the door…”
Payton wiped at his eyes and stood up, walking out of the bathroom and facing Kyle, his mouth trembling. “You are such an idiot!” He yelled before storming off. How do I get out of this goddamn house??
“P-Payton!” He whined as he hiccuped down the hallway. He grabbed Payton’s hand and hugged him. “Tell me what’s wrong?” He hiccuped through his words.
Payton shoved him off. “You’re so stupid! All you do is flirt with me and tell me that you love me and-and..a brother?! Really?!” He yelled, starting to walk away again. “I’m going to get drunk so I don’t have to remember tonight and how much I hate you right now!” He grabbed a random beer off a table and downed it, glaring at Kyle.
"Payton stop," Kyle took the bear, took both of his hands above his head. "Listen to me. Why are you so mad at me is it because I kind dated half school and fucked all the guys? If you're jealous, you need to tell me why. You have to help me to understand you Payton."
“Of course I’m jealous! Look at you! You’re gorgeous and so annoying of course you’ve fucked everyone except..me…” His voice broke and tears began rolling down his cheeks again. “Just leave me alone.” He muttered, trying once more to get away from Kyle.
"So, you're saying you like me. Got it….." he trailed off looking at Payton's lips. Kyle kissed him softly making sure to keep his grip tight. "The only reason why I didn't fuck you is because you're not like everyone else. Everyone just wants to get laid, but every time I look at you, you have that look in your eyes that makes me want to change and take things slow and not just rush it. If I did…I would just end up hurting you and I would loose you. I didn't want that. I care about you and that's why I kissed you just now, that's why I came running to you to try and get the other guy off my back. I could have kissed someone while I was running. I didn't have to ask you but I did. I never meant to lead you on because I like you. Seriously, I do. You're still my designated driver so you can't get drunk until we get home." he chuckled. "So, do you still hate me right now!"
Payton stared at him for a full 30 seconds, frowning lightly. “I..are you even going to remember this tomorrow?” He asked quietly, not noticing that he had brought his hand up to gently hold Kyle’s cheek. “You’re all kinds of wasted.”
"I'm moderately functional. Yes, I will never forget this moment." Kyle laughed and kissed Payton passionately. "You know my parents aren't coming home tonight. Do you wanna ditch this party and come to my place. "I've always done it at other people's houses because I've been saving that bed for you."
Payton made a small noise of surprise but was silenced by the kiss, his heart beating wildly. He blinked a couple times, still in shock over everything that had just happened. "No! I mean-yeah, but no. No. Kyle you are so drunk right now. I'm not having sex with you tonight if that's what your idea was. I-I'm taking you home and you..you…" He frowned and trailed off, walking a couple feet away and glaring at the floor for a couple seconds before walking back to Kyle. "You are so damn distracting I can't think."
"You don't have to think to feel pleasure," he laughed a hiccuped. "Come on, Payton~" he purred in his ear. "It'll feel really good~" Kyle moved his hand to Payton's thighs.
(Oh my god I completely forgot to mention Payton is transgender)
(I'm so sorry!!)
Payton stepped away from him quickly. "Oh I see. 'Serious drunk' Kyle was here for too long and now it's 'slutty drunk' Kyle's turn. Well too bad cause I'm taking you home after stopping somewhere to get water so you can get sober and we can never talk about this again." He replied, thoroughly annoyed now as he grabbed Kyle's hand and started pulling him towards the exit.
(That's alright! What pronouns?)
(i'm guessing still he right?)
(he/him Thanks!)
(no problem!)
"Whyyyyyyyyy~? I want to be with you~!" Kyle pushed Payton against wall and kissed him lovingly. "Come on please~, just a little grinding?"
"No. If you want to be with me, then stop treating me like one of your stupid, drunk hookups." He pushed Kyle off of him and sighed, seeing the exit only a couple feet away. He wiped his mouth on his hand, trying to get the taste of alcohol and drugs off his lips. He walked outside, 90% positive Kyle would follow him.
"Okay, I'll treat you like you're a person. That I love!" he giggled and let go of Payton, letting him lead Kyle out of the house.
Payton sighed with relief and guided Kyle to the car, nudging him into the passenger seat. “I’m staying at your house tonight. Only because you can’t function on your own.” He said, leaning over and kissing him gently. Might as well kiss him while I can if he won’t remember this tomorrow..
He giggled and pulled Payton into a deep kiss. "I was your first kiss!" he sang. "To home we go! Then I get to have some fun with you," Kyle whispered in his ear. "I want to make you moan my name and feel really good!" he yelled.
Payton groaned and pulled away from him, shaking his head. “Now you don’t get to kiss me at all. We’re going home so you can sleep.” He told him, reaching over and ruffling Kyle’s hair.
“I like it when you touch my hair~. Do it again!” Kyle demanded. He crawled over to Payton’s side of the car and sat in his lap.
“Oh my god Kyle, I’m driving!” He yelled, stopping the car and holding Kyle’s arms tightly. “If you don’t get in your seat and buckle right now, I’m leaving you on the side of the road and you can walk home.” He said sternly, keeping a tight hold on him so that he couldn’t get closer.
“What why!” Kyle wrapped his arms around Payton and laid his head in his shoulder. “Drive like this…I want to feel your warmth…” he mumbled holding Payton close to him.
“I’m not driving like this, okay? We’re going to get pulled over. You can stay her for a couple minutes though. Go to sleep.” He murmured, stroking Kyle’s hair. “You’re so manipulative..”
Kyle shook his head. “I don’t want to go to sleep I want to kiss you because I love you!” Kyle pressed his lips on Payton’s. “If I get off you can I make out with you when we get home?”
"Yeah, sure. Just get off and be quiet." Payton agreed, patting Kyle's face sympathetically. He began to drive again after Kyle was safely in his seat, hoping he would be asleep by the time they got to his house.
Kyle was energetic and kicked his legs like a little kid and by the time they got to his house he ran to the door and unlocked it. “Hurry, Hurry!”
Payton followed him inside and went straight to his bathroom, searching the medicine cabinet for some sort of sleeping pill. He got him a glass of water as well and set it on the counter, sighing. "Kyle, come drink this."
“Yes, Payton !” He hummed and took the glass drinking it all. “Now can I kiss you?” Kyle pulled Payton.