He felt the other mans lips leave his and it had suddenly hit Wednesday with what he had done. He had gone and kissed his best friend, band mate and the guy who always had his back. His mind was running with thoughts and curses directed towards himself when he felt a force against his cheek that had caused his head to snap back and his vision to blur as his eyes water. The movement had caused the calming nausea to surface again, it had decided to bring a dose of dizziness along with it this time.
The next thing his brain had registered was the red raw stinging sensation coming from his left cheek. He looked down at the blur of Joey as it sunk in that he'd been slapped. He just looked at the other man in shock as he pressed a hand against his bright red cheek. He shakily moved to settle himself down on the edge of the bath. Bring hung over, messed in the head and slapped all in one day was taking it's toll. He wiped his watery eyes so get a clear look at Joey. Looking up at Joey who was moving closer to him, he prepared himself for another hit, after all he did deserve it.
He squinted his eyes shut and awaited for impact, he kept his head tilted up towards the other man. He felt the other mans warm breathe against his face and then his lips against his own. That was not something he was expecting. How found himself kissing the other man back. The other mans pink soft lips locked with his own pierced ones. He moved his hands to rest on Joey's neck as he held him in the kiss. The rest of the world and even his own crappy feelings just faded away in the kiss.
Their lips parted a moment as they gasped of breath, he was about to reattach his lips to Joey's when said man flew a punch into Wednesday's right cheek and eye. He found himself screaming out in pain "FUCK!". He'd spun off the edge of the bath with the force of the blow and found himself on his knees on the bathroom floor. He lightly cupped the throbbing side of his face as he turned to glare at Joey. "What. The. Fuck?" He spoke threw gritted as he continued to glare at the other man.
Only the reply he got was Joey storming out and loud echoing noise of the bathroom door being slammed. He stayed kneeled on the bathroom floor, not wanting to leave the bathroom. He used the sink to help himself onto his feet and checked his injuries out in the mirror. Man, he was going to be black and blue in the morning.
Wednesday awoke the next morning to one big surprise. He opened his eyes and looked out his open window, he'd forgotten to shut the curtain when he had gone to sleep the night before but when you're drunk out of your mind, who's going to remember to shut the curtains?
Thankfully we wasn't feeling anywhere near as rough as the morning before. He turned over and burred his face in the pillow as to block the bright sun shining threw his bedroom window. The sudden jolt of pain reminded him of the injuries he'd received from Joey the day before. Letting out a groan of frustration and pain he rolled onto hi back then realized there was a stranger next to him, he couldn't recall meeting this man, not even the night before.
He picked up the blanket covering both men and discovered what he hoped he wouldn't, they were both naked. He flung his head back against the pillow and looked at the ceiling with wide eyes. One night stands didn't usually faze him but with the way he felt about how things were left with Joey the night before he felt terrible.
He heard a click echo with the room and sat up to find Joey in his doorway staring at him in shock. He looked over at the naked sleeping man then back to a disappearing Joey. He jumped to his feet and took the bed sheet with him. Wrapping it around his waist he headed off after Joey calling out for him "Joey!". He found himself constantly tripping over the sheet on his way down the hall in his apartment. Luckily he was able to catch up with the shorter man and placed a hand on hi shoulder.
The shorter man spun around to confront him "That should be me in there!" Joey's arm shot out to point in the direction of the bedroom.
"But…But…You hit me!" Wednesday replied.
"AFTER I kissed you dumbass! You know what? Just fucking forget it I knew this would happen!" He turned and heading for the door.
Wednesday couldn't bare to watch him leave again, not like this. He pushed his way in front of the other man and blocked the door. A smirk graced the shorter mans face and Wednesday looked at him confused and thought to himself "Why was he laughing in this situation? Why now out of all times?" Wednesday looked around for the source of this comedy and spotted the black bed sheet lying out along the hall way. Looking down to check himself it turned out he had indeed lost the sheet and was now standing in front of Joey completely naked.
He usually wouldn't fuss over such a thing with a fellow band member, just quickly cover himself and feel slightly embarrassed but then it would be forgotten about the next day. Only now it was different, everything involving Joey lately was different. He feel vulnerably and naked, in the literal and metaphorical sense.
With his face bright red from embarrassment he was about to lean over and pick up his bed sheet when his fellow band member had moved much closer to him. Wednesday was surprised that there bodies weren't touching from how close they were. He just stood there, stiff with nerves not too sure if he should go left, right, up or down.
Joey looked up at the taller man with his big blue eyes, his smirk easing into a soft smile as he trailed a hand lightly up Wednesday's chest "I think I'll I have to prove to you that I'm good enough to be the one in your bed, not that guy.".