Jeff walked into the club and immediately looked around, searching for one specific person in the sea of faces. He got a smile when he spotted Punk sitting and laughing with some of the guys, but frowned a little when he saw AJ right beside him. 'I'm taken anyways. It doesn't matter,' thought Jeff, taking a seat at the table with John, Nikki, and Christian.

"The party has arrived," said John, raising his glass like a toast with a grin.

Jeff smirked and shook his head as he sat down. "Not tonight, John. Where's Trish?"

"She's almost here," said Nikki. "She stopped to get some more lipstick."

"Someone's gettin some love tonight," said Christian, nudging Jeff with his shoulder.

"Shut up," said Jeff, gently shoving him back.

Christian chuckled and took a sip of his drink. "What do you feel like drinking tonight?"

"Surprise him," said John. "He loves it when you do that."

"I hate it when you do that," said Jeff.

"Same thing," said John. "And we already ordered you four drinks."

"What?!" said Jeff.

"That's child's play for you," said John. "You'll be fine."

"John I'm not-"

'There's Trish!" said John, waving her over.

She smiled at them and sat by Jeff. "Hey guys."

"So," said Christian. Is this official?"

"Well, we did kiss in front of the whole world," said Jeff, and Trish giggled. "So I think that makes it official."

"Finally," said John.

"It's been two weeks," said Jeff.

"It was weird with you not dating anyone," said John. "And you not wanting to party."

"You? Not wanting to party?" said Trish, looking at Jeff.

"We were very worried, Jeff," said Christian, as the waiter brought their drinks.

Jeff smirked. "Is this a party or an intervention?"

"Both," said John, grabbing a new glass. "Drink up."

Jeff took a sip of his drink and savored the taste as the fiery liquid slid down his throat. 'Man, I forgot how good this tasted,' he thought. They laughed and talked for a while until Jeff finished his four drinks and started to really feel the effects of the alcohol. Trish and Nikki had gone to the dance floor while the guys tried to outdrink each other. "You know guys, I think I should go."

"Come on man," said John. "At least stay for one more."

Jeff looked across the club at Punk and his heart lurched seeing his tattooed crush making out with AJ. "Yeah, I need another drink."

"Oh man, we gotta try this drink," said Christian, pointing to the menu. "That's like, the size of my head." He waved their waiter over and ordered three of the mountain-sized drink that Jeff just saw as a big blur on the menu. By the end of it, all three of them could barely keep their heads up.

"What the fuck is wrong with the room?" said Christian. "It's fucking spinning."

"That's just the Earth spinning," said Jeff, holding himself up by putting his face on his hands.

"No, I think he's right Jeff," said John, before letting his head slide down his arm to the table.

Jeff looked over at Punk's table and saw him sitting alone, scrolling through his phone. "I'm gonna go talk to Punk."

"You do that, rainbow," said Christian, resting his head on his forearm and closing his eyes.

Jeff stumbled over to Punk and practically fell into the booth he was sitting in. Punk smirked and set his phone down. "Well hello there."

"Hi," said Jeff, in the middle of a yawn. "You looked lonely."

"A bit," said Punk, looking over at Jeff's table. "I'm a designated driver so, can't go home yet."

"Sounds important," said Jeff.

Punk chuckled. "Very."

"Where's AJ?" said Jeff.

"I don't know," said Punk. "We were just, nothing."

"What?" said Jeff. "You can tell me."

"I'll tell you if you promise not to remember this in the morning," said Punk.

"Will do," said Jeff, giving him a salute.

"I don't doubt it," said Punk, smirking at him. "We got in a fight and she took off a little while ago."

"Oh," said Jeff. "What'd you argue about?"

"One of my exes was here, and she got mad about her talking to me," said Punk.

"Well that's not your fault," said Jeff.

"Girls are just crazy," said Punk. "You should know that by now."

Jeff shrugged. "I'm crazy."

"Touche," said Punk.

"You're really hot anyways you don't need her," said Jeff. "You could have anyone."

Punk smirked at him. "Even you?"

"Yeah," said Jeff. "Especially me."

Punk chuckled. "You're really drunk aren't you?"

"I'm just saying," said Jeff. "Like, the whole world loves you, and I love you."

"I think it's time for you to go home," said Punk, as Jeff took a sip from one of the remaining glasses on the table.

"You are just perfect, and no one should ever tell you differently," said Jeff, gulping down the last of his drink.

"Uh huh," said Punk. "Are you here with anyone that should know you're leaving?"

"I was sitting with John but I just came here to see you," said Jeff, laying his head down on the table.

"I'm sure," said Punk, getting up. 'Don't move."

Jeff tried to get up and follow him but immediately fell to the floor. Punk sighed and helped him up. "Or just ignore me. That's fine."

"I wanna be with you," said Jeff, as Punk helped him walk over to John's table. "Let's go to the movies."

"They won't let you into the movies," said Punk. "John."

John lifted his face out of his arms just enough to look at Punk. "Where's Trish?" said Punk.

"Nikki took her home," said John.

"Alright, I'm taking Jeff back," said Punk. "Do you guys have rides?"

John pointed over at Randy Orton and then let his face fall back down into his arms.

"Don't throw up in his car, he gets pissed," said Punk, as he walked away with Jeff. "Alright Hardy, let's get you back to the hotel."

"We're going to a hotel?" said Jeff. "This is moving so much faster than I thought it would."

"Uh huh," said Punk. He helped Jeff into the passenger seat and started driving back to the hotel. "Can I trust you to find your room on your own?"

"What room?" said Jeff.

"I'll take that as a no," said Punk.

"Are we gonna hang out?" said Jeff.

"No I have to go back and get Morrison later," said Punk.

"What?" said Jeff.

"He needs a ride too," said Punk.

"You're letting him ride you too?!" said Jeff.

"No, not- look, you're too drunk to understand right now," said Punk. He then got a smirk. "And I don't want to hear it. I'm sure you let Trish ride all the time."

"I don't even like Trish," said Jeff.

"Yes you do," said Punk. "You were macking all over her today."

"I'm trying to like her," said Jeff. "It's not working."

Punk looked over at him when they reached a red light. "Do you even like girls?"

"Probably not," said Jeff. "But everyone would make fun of me for it."

"They won't make fun of you for it," said Punk. "Plenty of people here are gay."

"Yeah they will," said Jeff. "I dreamt about it."

"Well luckily for you dreams don't come true," said Punk, as they started driving again. "And between you and me, since you won't remember this, I like guys too."

"You don't like girls?" said Jeff.

"No, I love girls, I just like guys too," said Punk.

"So you like me?" said Jeff.

Punk smirked. "I had a huge crush on you when I watched you on TV."

"You love me?" said Jeff.

"That's pushing it," said Punk.

"We can be together forever!" said Jeff.

"Sure Jeff," said Punk. "So, I'm assuming you like me too?"

"I've liked you for forever," said Jeff.

Punk chuckled. "Oh really?"

"Yeah, you're so attractive," said Jeff.

Punk smirked. "Good to know."

Jeff yawned and squinted at the windshield. "Is the car spinning?"

"Yeah, we're upside down," said Punk.

"Woah," said Jeff. "That's intense."

"I normally find drunk people annoying but you have been a very entertaining drive," said Punk, pulling into a hotel parking spot.

Jeff slowly got out of the car and stumbled a few steps. Punk walked over and helped him start walking to the door. "How much did you drink?"

"I had like, five," said Jeff. "But one was the biggest thing I've ever seen."

"Oh god, you got that drink?" said Punk. "You are hammered."

Jeff chuckled softly and lent his head on Punk's shoulder. "You're funny."

"That wasn't a joke," said Punk, pulling his shoulder away slightly and smirking. "And no PDA, you're taken, remember?"

"But… But you like me," said Jeff, giving him puppy dog eyes.

"You're drunk," said Punk, as they walked over to the elevator. "You probably don't even mean half the stuff you're saying. What floor are you on?"

Jeff just shrugged and Punk sighed. "Do you have your key?"

Jeff reached in his pocket and then shook his head at Punk. "Fantastic," said Punk. "Do you know where Trish's room is?"

"Why would I know that?" said Jeff.

Punk sighed. "I have no idea Jeff." They got in the elevator and Punk seemed to contemplate it for a moment before pressing the third floor button. "I'm gonna let you in my room, and then I've got to go get Morrison. I'm going to trust you not to do anything stupid."

"I never do anything stupid," said Jeff.

Punk just looked at him and then shook his head. "Just don't drink all the alcohol in the mini fridge, your stomach can't take it."

Jeff yawned and put his head on Punk's shoulder again. "Can't you just come to bed with me?"

"No," said Punk, letting Jeff's head stay there this time. "I have to get John."

"What do you need John for" said Jeff. "You have me."

"We've been over this," said Punk, as the elevator stopped. They got out on their floor and Punk opened his room. "Alright, just go to bed or something."

"You're not even gonna kiss me goodnight?" said Jeff, walking into the room and rubbing his eyes.

"No," said Punk.

"Why not?" said Jeff.

"Because you're drunk," said Punk, before closing the door.

Jeff huffed and lied down on the bed. He disrobed to is underwear to get more comfortable and lied on top of the covers, feeling his eyes getting heavier and heavier. Jeff slept for a little while before he heard the door open back up. He slowly opened his eyes and rubbed them. "Punk?"

"Yep," said Punk, flopping down on the couch.

"Are you gonna sleep with me now?" said Jeff.

"Still drunk?" said Punk.

"Nooo," said Jeff.

"Yes you are," said Punk. "So no."

"But I like you," said Jeff.

"Doesn't matter," said Punk.

"I really reeaaalllyy like you," said Jeff.

"Jeff, if you were telling me all of this sober, I'd be on that bed in a heartbeat," said Punk. "But until that happens, I'm staying over here."

"Fine," said Jeff. He moved to get off of the bed but immediately fell to the floor with a grunt.

Punk heard the thud and sighed, walking over to Jeff. "You can't make things easy for me, can you?"

As Punk was helping Jeff up, Jeff leaned up and kissed him, making Punk grunt in surprise. Punk kissed back for a few seconds before lifting Jeff up and putting him back on the bed. "Jeff, we can't."

"We can," said Jeff, giving him a pout, as he stretched out on the bed.

Punk scanned his eyes down Jeff's lithe figure. "Did you really have to take your clothes off?"

"It's more comfortable," said Jeff, getting onto his knees and placing his lips back over Punk's. He ran his hands under Punk's shirt and over his torso before pulling the piece of clothing off. Punk kissed back and wrapped his arms around Jeff's waist, letting one hand fall to his butt. "You're too hot for your own good," said Punk, climbing onto the bed and lying Jeff down beneath him.

Jeff just giggled and wrapped his arms over Punk's shoulders. He pulled Punk down to reattach their lips and moaned when Punk started tracing kisses down his neck. When he felt Jeff's hands start dipping into his pants he pulled away with a sigh. "Jeff, no."

"No what?" said Jeff, as Punk, lied beside him.

"I'm not going to do that to you," said Punk, as Jeff cuddled up into his side.

"But I'm letting you do that to me," said Jeff, lying his head on Punk's chest as Punk's arm wrapped around him.

"No, the alcohol is letting me do that," said Punk, smiling as Jeff's eyes closed. "And you're falling asleep anyways."

"In the morning?" said Jeff.

"If you remember this, and still want to, we'll fuck all day," said Punk.

"Pinky swear?" said Jeff, holding up his pinky.

Punk chuckled and took Jeff's pinky in his own. "Pinky swear." He then sighed. "I don't know if I want you to remember this or not." Punk looked over at Jeff and smiled, seeing him fast asleep. He kissed Jeff's forehead and then gently pulled away, moving to the other side of the bed. "I guess we'll see what happens in the morning."

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