Being Because of One Night
Chapter 1
"Come on, Zack! Live a little!" Hodgins teased holding out a beer to his collegue.
"Alcohol affects your brain," Zack insisted. Hodgins snorted.
"One beer won't kill you,"
Zack sighed and took the offered bottle, bringing it to his lips. The first sip slid down his throat, leaving a bitter aftertaste. The second sip made him feel warm inside. The third sip made him dizzy. The third bottle made him drunk. Hodgins, who had had so much more than him, was laughing hysterically at some stupid joke Zack had told.
"Dude!" he choked between fits of laughter, "Where do you come up with these things?"
Zack grinned and shrugged.
"Dunno," he slurred, "Wanna hear another?"
Hodgins nodded gleefully.
"Okay, what is Beethoven's favorite fruit?" Zack said, stifling his chuckles. Hodgins shrugged.
"Ba-na-na-na!" Zack sang. They erupted into fits of giggles. Zack stood from the couch, intending to go to the kitchen for more beer, but in his state of drunkenness, he stumbled over his own feet so he and Hodgins ended up in a tangled heap on the sofa. They roared with laughter. Zack suddenly noticed how close his face was to Hodgins' and a strange urge came over him. Directly afterwards, he would blame it on the alcohol, but later he'd realize that he had wanted it for a while already. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to Jack's, stopping his laughter. When Zack pulled away, Hodgins was staring at him in shock. They were both suddenly very sober. Zack let go of the other man's arms and untangled himself from him.
"Sorry," he murmured. Then he ran. He ran until he reached the garage then he ran until he reached his "apartment" above the garage. He collapsed onto the bed and screamed into his pillow. Stupid alcohol, he thought.