A/N: Sirius wakes up in bed with his best friend, James. Why are they both naked? James/Sirius implied. AU. RxR. FxF.
Submission for:
Hogwarts Casino 2014 Challenge/Competition: Roulette - Write about Sirius Black
Pick a Card, Any Card Challenge: Jack of Hearts - Write about a one night stand.
Greek Mythology Mega Prompt Challenge: Atlas - Write about Sirius Black
Open Category Competition: Slash - James/Sirius
The "As Many As You Want" Competition: slash, Sirius Black, firewhiskey
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
Sirius woke up blearily, clapping his mouth as he popped his back. He must have had a crazy night last night for he was still seeing double as he rubbed his eyes. His head was slightly hurting and his hair was beyond messy, but he didn't really care.
He rose from the bed, thinking nothing of his underdressed bottom half. It wasn't weird for him to sleep in the nude and based on the night he thought he had, it was perfectly understandable.
He stretched again, bending down to touch his toes and jumping back up. He needed to shake the sleep off. Maybe he needed a pepper-up potion to-
Sirius' jaw dropped as his eyes landed back on his unmade bed. There was the indent where he had been, the sheets once over his body pushed down to the end of the bed. On the other side was his best friend, the rumpled sheet leaving his naked backside exposed for Sirius to see.
What had he done? Why was he and James naked in the same bed? Now he really wanted to remember what had happened last night.
He jumped onto the bed and shook his friend awake, "James! James!"
James screamed before flailing his arms and rolling off the other side of the bed. He got back up groggily, sitting on the floor but putting his arms on the bed. He wiped his eyes before looking down at himself and then at his best friend. He gaped at the naked boy across from him before grabbing his glasses from the bedside table. "Oh shit!"
Sirius asked very slowly, "James, what did we do?"
James threw something at Sirius, which he caught and realized were his boxers. "I have no idea, Siri, and I don't really want to know," James said as he dragged his own underwear on while still sitting on the floor.
"You don't remember anything?" Sirius asked after he finished slipping his boxers.
James shook his head and said, "Haven't the foggiest." He then reached under the bed and held out an empty bottle of firewhiskey. "This may have played a part."
"Oh shit! Oh shit!" Sirius said as he paced about the room. "Did we..."
James put a hand over his eyes and held a hand out to his friend to stop speaking, "Don't even go there."
James then rose from the floor, stretching his own back before walking over to Sirius. Sirius couldn't help but flinch when his friend put a hand on his exposed chest. James gave him a nervous smile and said, "Nothing happened last night between us. And if something did, it was a one time thing and at least it happened with my best friend."
Sirius gave him a shaky grin, "Now you're making this whole thing mushy, Jamie."
James chuckled and said, "Now I'm going to go to the shower and wash off and try to forget all of this."
Sirius stood in the empty bedroom, staring back at the messy bed. He took a seat on the mattress as he heard the shower turn on. Did he and his friend really do something in this bed? They had been friends for seven years, just finished Hogwarts and James even dating Lily. This shouldn't have happened. But as weird as it should have made him feel, Sirius couldn't help but smile. If he had had his first gay experience, then he was glad it was with his best friend.