The morning after the pineapple before

Chas stirred slightly not really understanding why his head felt as though it had been shut in his cab door several MILLION times.
"Ouch!" He gasped rolling over slightly.
Wait a minute… This bed was way too soft to be his!
He reached over letting his hand fall onto something…
"Oh my god!" Chas screamed jumping from the bed as fast as he could.
"It's John's head! John's lost his head! Oh god John, you had such a nice head"
"CHAS!" John screamed from the other room causing the boy to yelp in pain.
His head felt ready to explode… "Not John's head then?" He asked the PILLOW on the bed.
A pillow? He really was losing it.
He padded slowly into the living room coughing as the thick cloud of smoke hit him.
"Awww god John what the HELL happened to me?" He asked wincing at the pain his own voice brought him.
John smirked shaking his head at the curly haired boy.
He looked incredible! His hair was a tangled mess… basically he looked like he's been dragged through hell and back and John was sure he felt exactly like that.
"Did you have fun last night kid"
"Jown! It's not funny! It feels like someone hit me on the head with a goddamn truck"
"Your first hangover kid how are you liking it"
"Aww Jown you're so mean to me! I can't remember ANYTHING about anything! Who the hell am I"
John practically choked on his whiskey.
"Well, Chas you're the guy who listens to every-single-word I say." John replied taking great joy from the look on Chas's face.
"I didn't!" Chas said shaking his head.
"C'mon Chas you were perfectly sober at this point"
"Was not"
"Were too"
"WAS NOT!" Chas said louder wincing again as his head exploded in pain.
"Well, Chas if you think THAT'S bad"
"DON'T! C'mon John please just don't…" Chas said very seriously.
He'd made a fool of himself… again. "What you don't want me to tell the human being who has feelings for me what an idiot he is when he's drunk"
"JOHN! C'mon cut it out"
"I have a head Chas! Look can you see my head? A demon didn't decapitate me after all"
Chas blushed a deep shade of red. So THAT'S why he thought the pillow was John's head! God he really was an idiot when he was drunk.
"Yeah rub it in John"
"So how is the morning after the pineapple before"
The memories came flooding back causing Chas to cringe further.
"John why the hell did you have a pineapple on the chair anyway! Where you trying to kill me? Huh! Huh! Huh? You're evil! EVIL I bet the pineapple possessed you and now you're an evil pineapple"
This time John DID choke on his whiskey sending the amber liquid flying from his mouth.
"Possessed by a pineapple? Well, I've gotta say that's a new one, I've been an exorcist for 16 years and I've never come across a pineapple possession." John mocked.
"Yeah but that doesn't explain why you had the pineapple John! Why did you have a pineapple on the chair?" Chas asked smirking slightly.
"It's a long story kid and I don't intend on reliving the trauma of last night"
"Yeah I'm sorry 'bout that John I don't know why I came here"
"Maybe it's because you're capable of LOVE!" John said rubbing it in a little further.
This time Chas looked away. John had no idea what he felt for him… he just thought this was one big joke!
Catching sight of Chas's watering eyes John knew he had gone too far. The kid was serious about his feeling.
"So Chas are we gonna talk about this or are you gonna go get drunk and talk about possessed pineapples"
"I don't wanna talk John I want pain relief and some bloody sleep"
John wandered off into the bathroom leaving Chas alone with his incredibly painful hangover and his thoughts.
He was going to be forced to reveal his feelings for John all over again…
"Here" John said throwing a bottle of pain killers in his direction.
Unfortunately Chas didn't notice until they had hit him smack bam in the middle of his forehead.
"Fuck John! You just HAD to hit me on the bloody head!" Chas screeched clutching his head in pain.
John practically howled with laughter. Chas with a hangover was definitely something he didn't want to miss, EVER! "Yeah haha John very funny!" Chas said picking the bottle up and taking two pills as quickly as he could.
"Sorry Chas I just couldn't resist myself"
"Yeah whatever man." Chas said making his way into the bathroom.
He felt like he was gonna puke, even though he hadn't eaten in what felt like an eternity.
"So…" John called from the other room.
"You gonna tell me what happened yesterday"
"John god I got drunk it's not like you don't do it!" Chas called splashing water on his face.
"I know you were drunk you moron! I mean before that when you told me…" The previous humour of the situation was gone and he was now deadly serious.
Chas stopped dead in the bathroom his headache coming back full force.
"John c'mon I don't wanna do this now"
"CHAS! I don't give a fuck if you want to do it or not, I NEED to know." John demanded loosing his patience.
"Need to know what?" Chas replied slightly taken aback by John's outburst.
"Need to know if you meant what you said… I need to know if you're in love with me"
Chas practically collapsed however he braced himself on the sink. He couldn't believe they were doing this! God John was shouting at him while he was in the bathroom!
"Yes." He squeaked almost inaudible but John heard.
"Why?" He asked is confusion.
This got Chas's attention forcing him to make his way into the living room to face his fear.
"Because of the way you walk… The way you smoke your goddamn cigarettes, because when you smile it's the most amazing thing I have ever seen…" Chas said trailing off.
John's gaze was fixed on him not really sure what to think. It was a compliment really, Chas was great he was young and he was really quite sweet sure John had thought about him before now but he never would have acted on it.
"Okay." Was all he managed to say his gaze softening somewhat.
He let himself smile shaking his head a little.
"Chas kid you have to get drunk more often."