The Day After - For WearingtheStars

[helpdesk_hero]

He knows it the second he wakes up. Because there's this void in his head. Can't explain it, can only say it's wrong. As deeply wrong as anything has ever been in his life. Of course the only reason he even woke up was because of all of the shouting. The fear and the pain. And David swallows hard because he's reaching and there's nothing.

Which is what gets him grabbing at his jeans and a t-shirt, throwing himself out of the room, barely even acknowledging Josh as the gold-skinned idiot wakes up. No, his concern is the room across the hall. Is pushing past people so he can pound on it. Billy.

"Billy!" he shouts through the door. He should have fought harder when Emma found out they were dating. He shouldn't have let people change their rooms. He should be in there, knowing if Billy is feeling this same emptiness too.

An emptiness that can't just be David, because he thinks he just saw a girl that used to have purple skin and horns walk by. Without either of those.

"Billy, open up! Dammit, Jay, if you're in there, open the door, I need to see Billy."

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[helpdesk_hero]

[He's flustered and definitely blushing and he swallows hard. Yeah. That's a thing. He licks his lips and moves to line them up before wrapping his hand around them both. And his breath shudders. Wow.]

Oh god that's good. Fuck.

[wearingthestars]

Oh fuck-

[Sucking in a hiss of hair, Billy's fingers jump to try and any more exclamations before they get themselves caught. His hips arch, and buck of their own accord, and he whines behind his fingertips.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[This is the best, this is just almost going to kill him, he's certain of it. David pants as he thrusts into his hand, pressing against Billy.]

[wearingthestars]

[Billy can feel sparks of electricity licking at his fingertips, jumping across David's back where his one hand still grips tight, a tickling sort of buzz. He's never felt like this.]

I ca-- S-so good. [He flushes at how broken his words have become, but it's hard to focus.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[The sparks are a lot, but he's dealing with it, trying not to jerk too much. David, though, has completely lost all words, which makes a lot of sense, right? Because he's too busy moaning, his lips jerking one last time as he comes suddenly. Damn teens, they don't last.]

[wearingthestars]

[He's trying to hold the sparks back, along with holding back a great deal more, though the feel of David coming is too much, and Billy's whining desperately a moment later, cock spurting. And fuck- he's tired and happy, and there's just a rush...]

...Wow.

[helpdesk_hero]

[Oh fuck, they are a mess, and probably in trouble, and David' can't CARE in all the trust of pleasure.]

Fucking wow.

[wearingthestars]

[Billy laughs softly, covering his face with a sudden shyness, as though it's only just all caught up to him. He gets it out of his systems quick enough, pushing up to kiss David, wetting his lips, and while he wants to just...stay there like this, he knows they're sure to run out of luck soon.]

We definitely need to do that again.

[helpdesk_hero]

[David reaches down to grab a discarded t-shirt, his discarded shirt, to wipe Billy clean.]

We do. Don't know how well it's going to go, though. Our luck today seems to be balancing out the bad luck.

[wearingthestars]

[He gives an apologetic look, but it's not as though they have many options, and David at least has other clothes to change into. It's a surprisingly touching gesture...intimate in a way he doesn't expect.]

Yeah, it's been...a weird day.

[But having this shining light in the midst of the bad, and the confusing, that's...comforting.]

[helpdesk_hero]

[Understatement of the year. David laughs and pulls away. Fuck he didn't want to, but he has to. He moves away, pulls his boxers up, and heads for his dresser. Pulls a shirt out and throws it at Billy.]

Here. This will work, right?

[wearingthestars]

[Tucking himself away, Billy nods easily, catching the shirt and passing a hand back through his hair to try and tame it before he shrugs it on. The fits a little off, but it's close enough, and it makes him smile to see himself in something he recognizes as David's.]

How do I look?

[helpdesk_hero]

You look amazing.

[He smiles and reaches for his own clothes to start pulling them on. Though he should open a window to air the place out.

[wearingthestars]

[It would probably be best, anyone who steps foot in David's room is going to know what they've been up to in about two seconds. Billy sits up, trying to straighten up and make it a little less obvious how they've been occupying themselves.]

I didn't hurt you with the sparks, did I?

[helpdesk_hero]

[Yeah, so that's going to be a thing. Hopefully Josh keeps his mouth shut.]

No. It... it felt good.

[wearingthestars]

[They may need to resort to some bribery.

Billy's lips quirk a little in curious amusement.]

Yeah? Good to know.

[helpdesk_hero]

[Dammit, David feels like he's turning red. So he rolls away and starts to change into a full set of clothes. he needs a shower, bad. They both do.]

You're just amazing, Billy.

[wearingthestars]

[Laughing softly, Billy looks pleased with that flush, and stretches, before he moves to figure out where he pants got it. He gives a soft snort at David's praise, but his smile grows.]

Well, I gotta keep up with you.

[helpdesk_hero]

I'm not sure you were the one that had to keep up there.

[wearingthestars]

In the amazing department? Please. That's all you. You're just rubbing off on me.

[Oh...accidental pun. He gives a bit of a laugh, cheeks growing pink.]

[helpdesk_hero]

Oh god. You just said that.

[Because Billy actually made that statement. That's terrible.]

You're a terrible person and I love you.

[wearingthestars]

I really did. Who even am I?

[He laughs and grins happily.]

I love you too, David.

[helpdesk_hero]

[Love is wonderful. David pulls the man into his arms. And it's good. Beyond good.]

You're just so wonderful to me.

[wearingthestars]

[Billy's mind is ready to offer up all kinds of counterpoints, and though he flushes with a doubtful sort of look, he's mostly stopped voicing that sort of negative stuff, with David's help.]

You're my favourite person, you deserve every bit of it.

[helpdesk_hero]

So do you. Now go grab a shower.

[He grabs a towel from his closet and throws it at Billy? Gesturing to the joined bathroom.]