"Ah," Hakkai murmurs, embarrassment in his voice. "This is difficult."

Gojyo's drunk off his ass -- not that rare an event, perhaps, but rarer than it could be; he's got to be getting well into twenty beers before it starts to show like this, flinging down on the seat next to Hakkai and wrapping a casual arm around him as he's wont to do with any of his friends. His breath is hot and thick with the smell of alcohol as he breathes on Hakkai's cheek, talking too loudly. "Ehhh? What's difficult, Hakkai?"

"Don't worry about it," Hakkai says, which is not so much an answer as a choice to defer an explanation until Gojyo is sober, or perhaps never; when sober, Gojyo should be able to figure out the answer on his own. He might pretend otherwise, but Gojyo isn't stupid; he may not always know what to say, but he always knows when not to say it.

Another gust of fermenting breath in Gojyo's sigh. "You're just finding trouble where there isn't any now."

"Ah," Hakkai says, deliberately bright, smiling at him cheerfully. "Isn't that always our way?"

Gojyo's weight presses him back into the sofa and this is another thing that they won't talk about later. Hakkai gets beer and lust both second-hand, through Gojyo right now, and eventually he sighs. He does not wrap his arms around Gojyo's shoulders, does not press his hands against Gojyo's back, but he winds his fingers into the red thread of Gojyo's hair, binding them together.

"You're drunk," Hakkai tells him, with a light, gentle teasing.

"So what?" Gojyo muttered. "Feh, you should get drunk sometime."

"Unfortunately, I don't have that skill," Hakkai says, which is true enough; they'd run out of money in drink before Hakkai would be as unsteady, unfocussed, open as Gojyo is now. "I'll drink with you next time, and keep an eye on when you've had too much--"

"If you drink with me I won't be drunk, I'll be dead," Gojyo complains. "It isn't fair when I have to keep up with you."

"Saa," Hakkai says, amused. And, a few minutes later when it's clear that was that, and they're done for the evening, "You're heavy."

"Comfortable," Gojyo says. "I'm not moving."

"I'll have to move you, if that's so."

"Don't care."

Hakkai sighs, and nods, and says, "Up you go." Seeing Gojyo already almost asleep, more drunk than he'd admit, he carries him to bed.