~It's a short one for New Years. I'm tired. Happy 2018 everyone!~

It was New Years and everybody knew what that meant parties, alcohol, fireworks as far as the eye can see. It was a brilliant last hurrah of the year, well for most people.

Henry had dragged an impossibly drunk Ray from one of these said parties after he began flirting with a bar stool. Honestly, the sixteen year old thought to himself smiling at the man who had an arm slung around his shoulder. Henry's burden had caused him to lose balance once or twice which ended with Ray in a fit of giggles on the pavement.

They turned the last corner heading to Junk N' Stuff.

"Take me back Henry, I wasn't done having fun yet. Its not even midnight." The man whined.

"Exactly Ray its ten minutes til midnight, and you're already shit faced." Henry chuckled. "You can barely stand."

Ray huffed as they arrived at the front of Junk N' Stuff.

"Give me your keys." Henry said holding out his hand.

"My keys? Where are my keys?" Ray's brow was furrowed in thought and the teen sighed.

"Your pocket."

"I know where my pocket is kid I'm not stupid." Ray drawled.

"No- for Christ s- your keys are in your pocket." Henry ran a hand through his hair.

Ray looked at him intently leaning closer, and narrowing his eyes. "You're not making any sense kid."

"Fine." Henry pulled Ray closer by the loops of his jeans and searched Ray's front pockets. The look in his friend's eyes was dangerous and sort of thrilling to the teen. He could feel the heat of the older man in the cold December air, the smell of liquor and Ray's cologne flooded his nose making his head spin slightly.

When he didn't find the keys there Henry slid his hands over his bosses hips and into his back pockets. Ray hummed, Henry tried to ignore the goofy grin on the man's face and the feel of his- he felt the cool touch of metal an tugged the keys from Ray's pants.

Before he could turn to the unlock the door hands were gripping his hips.

"Find what you were looking for?" Ray breathed hotly into his ear.

Henry most definitely did not shiver. If he did it was because of the cold not the way Ray's fingers pressed softly into him where they rested on his hips or the way that the older man was so unbelievably close.

Henry stepped softly back sure he was blushing by the way Ray's grin had returned.

"Yeah." He said showing Ray the keys.

"Was that the only thing?"

"Shut up Ray." Henry muttered turning to open the door.

Once he had helped Ray to his room it was barely a minute until the new year. Henry yawned stretching his arms and turning to leave.

"Night Ray Happy New Year."

A hand closed on his wrist before he reached the door. Tugging him back to land straddling Ray's jean clad thighs, he was grinning that way again as he pulled the blond closer his arms tight around the kid's waist.

"Let me go Ray I'm tired." Henry huffed.

"It's only fair. You took me away from the party before midnight."

"So? You were fall on your face drunk." The teen squirmed and then Ray's face was in the crook of his neck. Henry sucked in a sharp breath.

"So I haven't got my kiss yet." Ray explained.

"Then go kiss someone." The blond's voice wavered, he knew where this was going.

"Can I kiss you?" Ray's face was all he could see, his cobalt eyes were hopeful.

Henry nodded sheepishly.

Ray's lips sealed against his own and Henry sighed softly pressing harder into Ray. The older man leant back and Henry steadied himself with his hands, that fisted in the sheets when Ray flicked his tongue languidly.

Soon everything was a hot messy blur as Ray palmed Henry's ass, moaning all the while as the blond rocked his hips softly.

Henry had some definite new year resolutions and when his shirt ended up on the floor with Ray's he checked more boxes off.

This was the start to a happy, happy new year.