Vexen never thought that he would end up doing this, but it was almost refreshing to have some drinks. Vincent had never had a drink. He didn't exactly want to try alcohol, either. It would be terrible for his health, and that he realized.
The clone hid under an experimenting table when he heard a knock on the lab door. The blond haired scientist stood up from his chair and stumbled over to the door. As he opened the glass door, he almost fell right into the visitor. It took only a moment for him to regain his composure and his balance and look at who the visitor actually was.
"Ahhhaha! Zexion, it is great to see you here, have some liquor, or two… or three!" The elder ruffled the boy's blue locks. Vexen shoved his half-empty bottle of liquor into the other's chest. The bluenette sipped the drink one and made a disgusted face. After taking another sip after walking in, he already seemed to get used the taste, but definitely not the smell. Every time Vexen spoke in his face or went to take a sip, Zexion would cringe.
After countless glass bottle where emptied out, mostly by Vexen, Vincent crawled out of his hiding spot. Zexion walked over to the brunette and hugged him. Vincent wasn't really sure what to do when this happened. He pushed back and stared at the other. "It's suuurely nice to meet you, Terraaaa." Zexion made up the name on the spot for the teenage clone.
Vexen went up to Zexion and ruffled his hair, laughing. "Ahhh yes fine little Terra I see you've met! You two will be great friends!" After speaking, Vexen fell right over onto the floor, unconscious. He had a little too much alcohol this time. Vincent took the liberty of getting Vexen to a table so he could sleep.
Zexion, on the other hand, still kept up on his feet and kept on going to touch Vincent on the shoulder or back. The boy would always push away. However, the teen became far too clingy and Vincent accepted his dreadful fate. All to quickly he got used to the contact. After only a few more sips of alcohol, Zexion fell asleep with his arms around Vincent.
He attempted to push Zexion away from him while he was asleep. But he kept a fist of the leather coat in his hand. Vincent gave up almost immediately, and fell asleep on the floor with Zexion.
He wasn't too happy when he woke up to two hungover people in a laboratory, however.