Chapter 1: Morning Sunlight
Cronus rose from his sleep slowly placing two fingers at his temple as he sensed the well-known pain of a hangover. Once slicked back hair now hung in his eyes, making the spinning of the room that much worse. His stomach lurched forward, but he swallowed the sensation bitterly. He needed to quit drinking Jack. Jack always made him sick in the morning. Vodka rested better on an empty stomach. Sure, he'd wake up rock hard, but that was better than wanting to throw up bile in the morning. He started gradually dragging himself out of the warm bed when he noticed there is another set of clothes lying about the room. Cronus looked to the bed curious as to who landed in the bed with him, probably due to the fact they plastered enough to sleep with him. Not that he was surprised he managed drunken sex, maybe a little, but more because he really did not remember whom he ended up with that night.
The person in the bed shifted, pulling the blankets up around themselves. All Cronus notices is blond hair. Great. Many people have blond hair. The Serkets, the Captors, the Striders, and the Lalondes all had natural or dyed blond hair. Ampora did not bother investigating any further. He had caught a glance at a clock, while grabbing up his shirt, it was only nine in the morning. Fuck. What a time to be awake, he thought slipping his pants on. His eyes could not help themselves, a quick dart over his sleeping one nightstand. The sentimental part of him wanted to offer a kiss on the forehead but he thought better of it.
"You are lucky I don't tell our father what you were doing last night. Do you have even the slightest idea how alcohol affects not only your underage body but also your mind? What were you thinking! I bet it is that Captor boy you are always hanging out with! If not him, I assume it is your rebel boyfriend. This behavior can lead you down the wrong road in life, Karkat." Cronus would say he was shocked to see Kankri present, but then again it seemed that younger Vantas had been stupid enough to call the older to come get him. Stupid kid. Now everyone is going to get an earful.
"And Kurloz! How could you allow this kind of engagement to occur? I would reason you of all people would understand the effe-." The mute walked away from Kankri into the kitchen not in a good mood due to nursing his own hangover. The talkative redhead crossed his arms with a slightly annoyed look on his face. Cronus was hoping he would be able to slip past but a wonderful smell came from the kitchen as he drew closer.
"Can we go or are you going to stand there like a fuckass? I'd fucking love to go home and get out of the drug infested house before the cops pull their heads out their asses and decided 'hey! Let's take out the Makaras today!'." The youngest Vantas hissed looking extremely pale. Kankri looked over his younger sibling before giving a sigh in agreement. Cronus counted his lucky stars he was not noticed while slipping into the kitchen. Damn. He is hungry.
In the kitchen was most of the other partygoers. The youngest Makara had the younger Nitram on his lap. The Striders were chilling in their boxers acting like it is the most normal thing in the world. Roxy is already drinking again while her younger sister is just reading a book leaning against Porrim's sister, who looked a bit hungover. At the stove was Jake and Egbert, making pancakes, while Kurloz is signing away to his cat obsessed girlfriend, more than likely complaining about Kankri. Cronus slid onto a bar stool at the counter not really catching anyone's attention, thankfully.
"Aww man. Kanbro really laid it on motherfucking thick." The youngest Makara commented getting a hum of agreement from those in the room. "At least Kankri don't motherfucking know about what he got into last night. It was like…"
"Nickelodeon and Disney had a kid that had ADD and was horny as fuck once it reached teen years." Dirk supplied as his boyfriend set down a pale of food in front of him. Cronus chuckled a bit but his amusement quickly changed to annoyance.
"KURLOZ!" Half the room flinched at the voice, some even hissed. "THANKS FOR THE HANDCUFFS!" On cue, Mituna waltzed in with Latula at his side who looked like she just rolled out of bed. Both sporting their usual love bites and bruises.
"Bee-bae," Latula mused. "Turn down the volume, don't think everyone is feeling as hot as you." Mituna frowned a bit but shrugged not saying anything as he made his way over to his face-painted friend signing rapidly at him. Soon enough Meenah and Aranea were in the kitchen and Cronus finally had his first plate of food. The room was buzzing when the younger Pyrope and Serket walked in, both wasted no time joining in the chatter.
"'Ere 'id you end up, Ampora?" Cronus jerked up his head causing himself a bit of pain. The question had come from Roxy who had a wide smile on her face before she shoved more pancake in her mouth. Cronus opened his mouth to reply, but someone else spoke over him.
"Hold up, has anyone saw bee-boy yet?" Dirk's brother asked looking around the room. Who cared about the younger Captor anyway; Mituna seemed to ignore the question and burst into laughter signing something to Kurloz.
"Bumbles doesn't get up till noon." Latula answered before whispering something in her boyfriend's ear making him snicker.
"EHEHE! He does wake up as soon as you touch his computer, fucking nerd." The older Captor was quickly shoving food into his mouth.
Cronus was slightly grateful the attention was diverted from himself. He rather not hear the chorus of typical 'never going to get laid' jokes that came his way. However, a distant thought in his mind was who is in that bed. Everyone who is blond was in the room. Could be he was just that hungover. His mind came up with some illusion so he would not feel like a complete and utter loser the morning after. Possibly, he may have just thought he had slept with someone but he did not and instead just jerk himself off to someone with blond hair. Not that he did that.
"Yo, clown fuck," The younger Strider started. "Where is the blue room? Bet he's in there, again." The Strider had pushed himself from the table and stood. Kurloz signed something to the blonde before Mituna quickly spoke the directions to him and the Strider left the kitchen. Cronus' stomach twist with unease. Was the room blue? He couldn't fucking remember.
Isn't Mit's brother blond? Cronus' eyes widened slightly, and he stood up abruptly knocking over his bar stool. Everyone looked at him but he did not explain anything. That is impossible. He could not stand Mituna most days let alone his moody younger brother. No. It is not him. He is the only one not there. Does not mean it is him. It could have been a Strider, or Serket. Cronus just bent over picking up the stool. Keep it together, there was no damn way he slept with the nerd.
"Someone tore him up!" Dirk's brother returned chuckling. "Tried waking him up. Ya know, old classic fake earthquake, falls out of bed in his birthday suit!" A few others in the younger group laugh but the older kids seem uneasy. Mituna was already up heading out of the kitchen.
Cronus quickly left soon after, sure his like his breakfast was about to make a reappearance. What did he do? What the fuck did he do! He threw open the front door and slammed it shut. No one stopped him or asked him questions; why would they. He never gets laid.
Cronus locked himself up in his room after he returned home: not wanting to deal with his younger brother or his father. Eridan is grumpy until one in the afternoon on weekends and their dad is not any better. One noise both would storm through the house yelling, sometimes throwing things, it is something that set Cronus from the rest of his family. He did not mind mornings most of the time.
He sat down on his bed, kicking off his shoes, and trying to collect his thoughts. It is a possibility the kid was wasted, then Cronus would not have to worry about any possible ramifications. It is not as if that was the kid's first time, right? The younger ones get around a lot sooner nowadays. Fuck, how old is the kid? Sixteen? Eridan is seventeen. Cronus groaned as he flopped back on the bed covering his face with his hands. What is Mituna thinking? Fuck, Mit probably already knew it was he. He is dead, so dead. Might as well go confess now. A knock drew the worried Aquarius from his thoughts.
"Cro, you were at the kegger, right?" Cronus gave a grunt in response and a moment later, his door opened without a sound. "Fantastic! Wanna tell me who took Captor's pride?" The older jolted up at that while the younger stood in Cronus' door way looking rather smug, not that the brat ever looked anything but smug.
"What ta hell are ya talkin' 'bout?" Cronus said in a bored tone hoping his little brother would drop it. "An' which Captor, there were two at ta kegger." He ran a hand through his hair contemplating when he would need to shower, so his hair wouldn't be messed up.
"Sol, as far as I'm concerned, Mit never is the one for pride." Eridan crossed his arms looking more annoyed by the second. "An' word is someone might as well have torn him apart." The younger snickered another smirk drawing itself on his lips. "Lalonde said he couldn't even get dressed by himself! I hoped it was Gam, might be Strider, but both 'a them are denyin' it." He huffed the last part starting to tap his foot from annoyance. "Mit punched Gam because he assumed the clown touched his...oh what the fuck does that moron call him...bumbles? Anyways, Mit is out for blood. I'm almost sympathetic to whoever did ta deed."
Cronus kept his face uncaring as if this meant nothing to him but if he is honest; his heart is beating ninety to nothing, maybe even harder. What is he going to do?! Mituna rarely jumped to violence; it was most of the time yelling. The skater attacked his best friend's brother without a second thought to it.
"Cro! Who the fuck is it?" Eridan snapped still staying in the doorway. The older Ampora snapped out of his thoughts and gave a shrug. "Come on! Do not leave me in the dark! This is the hottest thin' since Kar and Dave hooked up!" Cronus rolled his eyes growing annoyed with his gossip queen little brother. "I bet it was Ter, wasn't it? She loves tasting people."
"Get out 'a 'ere." Cro hissed laying back on his bed. "I got a huge fuckin' headache and no mood for your gossip girl shit." Eridan gave another huff before slamming shut the door starting to go into a yelling fit as he stormed down the hall. Cronus shook his head and closed his eyes. God, Eridan was fucking dramatic when he wanted to be.
"Hey! Just lay down fuckface, I've dealt with this before." Cronus' eyes flew open as he hears a distant voice. Is...is that from last night? Cronus is hesitant, but he closed his eyes once more taking a breath as he did.
Dirk is picking on his little brother; teasing him about being a lightweight. Dave grabbed another red cup downing it contents as fast as he possibly can, as if it would prove he wasn't a lightweight. Jake is chatting with Meenah, who is only paying attention to every other thing the guy said. John is trying to get Karkat to dance, managing to recruit both Terezi and Vriska for the task. Cronus is leaning against a wall drinking a fourth or fifth cup. Nobody bothers to speak with him. Probably all still pissy about the falling out in JR. year. It was an honest mistake.
Kurloz had finally come back from getting the Captors. Mituna wasted no time joining his girlfriend, who was currently dancing with Feferi and Aranea. Sollux however looked more pissed off than normal. One could guess his brother had forcibly dragged him to the party. That or cut off the wifi in the house for the night. Roxy was suddenly in his face chirping about a drinking game. Cronus wouldn't pass that up. He pushed away from the wall and headed into the kitchen.
After about a dozen or more drinks, Dirk dropped followed by Meulin and Equius. Nepeta grabbed her best friend's arm keeping the body builder steady, despite her size, quickly announcing the two of them were headed home. Meulin, too drunk, gave her sister a tight hug before allow her to leave. Soon enough Roxy dropped from the contest leaving Kurloz and Cronus to duke it out. It took just a few more drinks for Cronus to fall back into a wall and slide to the floor. Kurloz, somehow, looked utterly unfazed and smiled at his victory.
Cronus' vision faded in and out. At points, he swore someone moving him and at other points, he heard someone swearing at him. The next clear thing he saw was a toilet bowl full of vomit. Again, he heard someone in the distance swearing at him but it did not really matter to him; he felt a lot better already. Once more his body being moved to what felt like a giant pillow. He opened his eyes again and saw two colored eyes looking him over with worry.
"The fuck were you thinking?" The person hissed at him. "No, don't bother answering, you weren't. Christ, why did I even bother taking pity on your pathetic ass!" Cronus was getting a bit annoyed. Who the fuck is this and who did they think they are yelling at him?!
"Shuttafucup!" Cronus slurred causing the person to shake their head. He felt his body being shifted which caused his stomach to lurch but he swallowed the feeling quickly. He could also feel something nice and cold being pressed to his face. Even if the beautiful soul kept glaring, it never really reached their eyes.
"Is it just a family trait to be an utter tool?" The person sounded pissed off still but for some reason being incredibly gentle. Cronus attempted to sit up but was promptly pushed back down. "Hey! Just lay down, fuckass, I've dealt with this before." That would explain why they sounded pissed off. Cronus blinked his eyes a few more times trying to focus better.
The person became a bit clearer although no real name came to him. They had rather wispy looking blond hair, cute small nose, cute in general, their cheeks were flushed from anger which also made their nose wrinkle up a bit. But their eyes were what really got to Cronus. One was deep blue, like an ocean, and the other bright red, like a sunset. Damn, he was poetic when he was drunk.
"Babe," Cronus said weakly. The person leaned closer to him to hear him properly. "You look like ta sea." His helper gave a groan shaking their head. Did they not believe him? Again, he tried to sit up but, again, he was pushed down; however, he caught their hand and pulled them closer to him. "I mean it, Kitten." Cronus held back a laugh as their face turn considerably brighter. "Ya look like ta Atlantic at sun fall. Deep blue, blood red, and all too perfect."
"Please let go," The person replied in a soft voice. "You're fucking drunk and probably don't even know my name." Cronus frowned at them but didn't let go of them.
"Doll, I don't need ya name ta know I 'ready adore ya." They puffed out their cheeks and started squirming looking extremely embarrassed. "Just enjoy yaself." Cronus said with a soft smile, whether or not that is what caused the blond to stop squirming is unknown to him, but they stopped moving.
"I'm trying to keep you from getting your ass kicked by my brother. Just let me up and you can try to fuck someone else here who isn't going to cause trouble." Annoyance was clear in their tone but Cronus knew they were close to giving in.
"Kitten, I don' want anyone else. I want my sea at sunset." Cronus slid an arm around their waist giving a sloppy smile to them. They gave a slight sigh and again started fighting against him.
"You don't want me. Trust me. You don't. I can give a million reasons why you should keep it in your pants right now." Cronus kept a tight hold of them getting a bit agitated this lovely looking person wouldn't just listen to him. It was like talking to a brick wall or Eridan in the morning.
"Babe, I can give ya a million reasons why this should happen. Just have a taste, if nothin' else. Come on, you're suppose ta make mistakes. If that's what this turns inta then at least ya had fun, right?" The person looked hesitant to respond. That is all Cronus need to lean forward pressing a sloppy kiss to their lips. The blonde-haired person yelped into Cronus' mouth as they suddenly found a second tongue readily taking advantage. Cronus let go of their hand and slid his own hand into their hair easily tangling it into the blond locks. When he pulled at the blond wisps, the person whimpered loudly giving a slight moan towards the end. When Cro broke off the kiss, the person was panting hard while their body shook from nerves.
"Sollux," They said softly. "My name is Sollux."
Cronus opened his eyes with another groan. He fucked the mini-Captor. He fucked the mini-Captor and is probably the biggest mistake the kid ever made. He covered his face with a pillow, for once, ashamed. It's fine. It would be fine. Right now, he just needed a cold shower. Ice cold, actually.