( ugh. it's cute, he guesses, when kaiser's so clingy; he feels the warmth of the other's body against his own, and it soothes him, body still confused as to whether it wants to get rid of more alcohol or just settle with the current sickness and jitters. he exhales, and leans back, a little into it; this is probably the most complacent kaiser will get sae, too, so. enjoy?
he hums a slow acknowledgement and leans over the sink, but doesn't gag or puke, just kind of. pauses there. bro's buffering — )
I'm fine. I — ( well, he'd be lying if he said he doesn't feel sick anymore, but rather than that, he just feels like his legs are about to give out and he's about to collapse. ) ... can you get us to bed?
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he hums a slow acknowledgement and leans over the sink, but doesn't gag or puke, just kind of. pauses there. bro's buffering — )
I'm fine. I — ( well, he'd be lying if he said he doesn't feel sick anymore, but rather than that, he just feels like his legs are about to give out and he's about to collapse. ) ... can you get us to bed?