Part one of an at least 3 part story, the rest will be much longer!
While passing out drunk and naked in some stranger's bed might not have been the way Eridan had been planning to end his night he did find that waking up in a stranger's bed only a little hung-over, naked, and –if the feeling of his hips was anything to go by- having scored wasn't a bad way to start his day. Sure he didn't remember who the guy next to him was but that had never bother Eridan much before, why should it now?
So with slow careful movements Eridan slipped out of bed, the mass of messy dark brown hair and blankets none the wiser. It was with practiced ease -that said more about Eridan's slutty nature than any list of names- that Eridan made his way about the unfamiliar territory. He quickly found his purple plaid shirt though his tight black jeans and bright purple briefs were MIA. The pants were going to be a problem, Eridan could see his messenger bag in the doorway, so he gave up on his underclothes, Eridan long ago started keeping a spare in his bag for just such times, but missing pants were very new, but considering the state of the room Eridan honesty wasn't surprised.
Standing naked in the bedroom doorway, clothes bundled under one arm, messenger bag slung over one shoulder that Eridan quickly looked back. His new 'Friend' was facing away and still obviously asleep, the room itself was a mess of books, comics, clothes, nerdy posters –two of which 'The Anatomy of a Bee' and 'The Anatomy of a Wasp' stood out, mostly because while the Bee one was pretty normal but the Wasp one listed things like 'Hatred', 'Agony', and 'Disdain'- there was even a pair of red and blue 3-D glasses on a computer keyboard beside a laptop on the desk next to the open closet.
Eridan shuddered in distaste of the mess and left, stealing a pair of clean look blue jeans, they had been piled on top of an assortment of semi-folded clothes that Eridan prayed were in fact clean and sitting right by the door, whoever it was that Eridan had slept they with didn't seem to know how closets worked. Still, Eridan worked at fishing his fresh briefs from his bag along with a water bottle and emergency Advil.
He definitely did this way too often.
Yes yes yes, I know I have a Merlin fic to work on but I've sort of hit a big wall and while I keep working on it when I can I want to wait till it's finished before I post any more there.
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