A/N: okay, i super apologize for updating so late t.t i was going through a temporary writers blockage (which i hope is over now), not to mention that school started on monday, so i got quite lazy for doing anything productive in my free time. and yes, i was procrastinating. .sorry :C!

but to make it up at least a little, this chapter is around three times longer than the previous ones, so i hope you enjoy it :3

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now -

warning: it has a lot of fluff, drunk people and some swearing.

Chapter 4

The door shut closed behind them as Haruka was pushing Rin back, his lips attached as if their lives depended on it.

Already shoving Haruka's sweater of his shoulders, Rin was backing slowly towards the bedroom. They hit the wall, Rin moaning as his back made an impact with the solid surface, but Haruka seemed to be rather distracted by taking his shirt off, not being able to completely pull it down because of the wall behind Rin.

Rin's hands found their way under Haruka's sweatshirt, tugging it up, forcing Haruka to back off a little and break the kiss. Rin threw it behind Haruka, now taking lead by grabbing his hair and yanking his head back, leaving his neck exposed. Gently nipping at it, he enjoyed listening to the sounds Haruka made every time his teeth would dig in deeper. He was careful though, cautious not to hurt him but to tease instead.

Haruka rose up, grabbing Rin by his wrist and pulling him into the bedroom, somehow getting rid of his annoying shirt.

And before he knew it, Haruka found himself meeting the soft mattress of his bed, being handcuffed and Rin was sitting on him.

He kissed him harshly, devouring his mouth and Haruka felt more than willing to respond in the same way. Rin broke the kiss, attacking his neck again, strongly biting into it, and earning a groan from Haruka.

And soon Haruka could feel Rin's lips all over his upper body. They all burned, but burned in the best way possible. He wanted more, he needed more.

"Rin, stop torturing me," he spoke quietly, hearing a muffled laugh from Rin, feeling his pants being slowly pulled down.

He tried to open his eyes, but every time he did the world around him would keep uncontrollably spinning and everything was such a blur. But he forced himself to look up at Rin when he felt his underwear being taken off.

The last thing he saw before his head fell back to the pillows was a smirk on Rin's face who glanced at him as his head settled in his crotch.

And Haruka was not able to control himself, being louder than usual, moaning, almost yelling Rin's name and shuddering with every twist of Rin's tongue around the head of his cock.

He heard Rin muttering something about holding it in and felt cold from the absence of Rin's body. It was maybe for just seconds, but it sure seemed like an eternity to him.

And the last thing he was aware of was entering Rin. The incredible amount of thrill rushed to his body with the first thrust.

Forcing himself to open his eyes, he saw Rin, mercilessly riding him and every muscle of his face, every sound he made showed how much he enjoyed it.

His hands were resting on Haruka's chest, nails lightly scratching the skin as he sped up his pace.

And Haruka was done, done for good. Not being able to hold it in anymore, he heard that luscious moan from Rin as he came inside of him, Rin scratching his chest even more and pushing himself harder on his cock.

A state of bliss, his mind shutting down slowly when he heard Rin's last groan. He fell asleep so easily, giving in to the land of dreams as if he never was there.

He would worry about this later.

Earlier

Rin walked into a pub, carrying some files in his left hand and shuffling through his pockets with the right hand as he walked to the bar.

He sat down in one of the high bar stools, his usual one, not paying much attention to a few curious looks that went his way. He put the files on the bar, taking a pack of cigarettes and his cell phone out.

"Oh, Rin," the familiar voice of the bartender reached him. "Doing casual today, I see."

"Yeah," Rin looked up at him, lighting up a cigarette. "Went home after work to get something. Changed while I was there."

The red-haired bartender put down the glass and the rug he was holding, placing an ashtray in front of Rin, getting a nod from him as thanks.

"You okay?" the man asked Rin, leaning in just an inch closer.

Rin raised an eyebrow, glaring at him uncomfortably before he sighed and unlocked the screen of his phone: "I'm fine, Seijuro."

Slightly pouting and backing away, Seijuro continued wiping the glass he had previously put down: "Ookay then, want something to drink?"

"Give me something strong like whiskey. Oh, a glass of Jack with ice."

"Tch, you are so not fine," commented Seijuro as he brought a glass with ice in front of Rin and poured the drink inside. "But hey, if you don't wanna talk about it. I mean, I'm here as you can see, and we've known each other for some time now, so I'll listen. But, it's completely up to you."

"Thanks," Rin's mouth formed a small curve as he took the glass, slightly raising it up as cheers for Seijuro and then drank it bottoms up. "One more."

With that, his glass was refilled, but his drinking attempt interrupted by a phone call. Briefly staring at the name on the screen, he quickly answered it:

"H-Haru?" was the only thing that he managed at the time, cursing inside for sounding so desperate.

"Hey, Rin. I was wondering, if um, you wanna come over at my place?"

"What, like now? It's not even 7 p.m."

"I know…I wanted to see you."

Rin slightly gasped before responding: "Well, um, I'm kinda…you know what, I'm at this pub Sharky's. It's like two blocks away from your apartment. Join me here?"

"I'll be there shortly."

"Ho, ho, so, who is this Haru girl, eh? She got you all confused, like, that's not the way you usually speak to women," a smirk appeared on Mikoshiba's face as he continued wiping the dishes.

"He is a friend, or should I say a good friend of mine. Didn't anyone ever tell you not to jump to conclusions? And what was that about my way of speaking to women?"

"Oh, a friend?" Seijuro blinked. "And I don't know, you're all confident and shit when you hit on people."

Rin laughed: "I sound like a jerk, come on."

"Well, because you are. A lovable one, don't worry."

Rin chuckled, putting out the cigarette and finishing the drink: "Hit me with another one."

"Don't you think you're going a bit too fast tonight? You said it yourself, it's not even 7 p.m. And you wouldn't want your friend to drag you around now, would you?"

"I don't care," Rin waved. "The friend is drinking with me."

Moments later a young man walked in. Rin turned at the sound of the door slamming and saw Haruka standing in front of them, his hands in the pockets of his dark blue hoodie.

He approached the redhead, eyeing him completely as he walked towards him. He took notice of Rin's little pony tail, the black and red shirt with plaid pattern on it, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, white T-shirt under it, jeans and red Converse.

Haruka sat himself next to Rin, breaking the eye contact they had previously made, muttering a silent 'hey' in the process.

Rin smiled, turning more his way, leaning in but stopping himself from doing anything that would draw too much attention. Instead, he placed one of his hands on Haruka's knee, saying 'hey' back.

Haruka shifted in his seat nervously, bringing his gaze back up at Rin, thinking about saying how it wasn't the best idea for him to come here in the first place. But before he was able to form a sentence in his head, Rin was already asking him if he wanted to drink anything.

"How about some alcohol?"

"I'd rather pass."

"Oh, come on, it's Friday! Let's relax with a few drinks."

Haruka wasn't exactly the happiest with what he was about to do nor thrilled by the idea of alcohol giving him a rough morning the next day. But he was weak against Rin and his smirk and the way his hand was stroking his leg.

"Ah, fine. I'm not much of a drinker and you know that. But a few drinks won't hurt, right?"

"I know, I know," Rin patted him on the knee, turning to Seijuro. "Give my boy the same."

Haruka scoffed at those words: "What are you drinking anyways?"

"Whiskey."

"Oh," Haruka got his drink and carefully took it, waiting for Rin to take his.

"Bottoms up, Haru," Rin smirked, taking care of his drink in one gulp while it took Haruka more time to drink it.

"Oh this is terrible," Haruka set his glass on the bar, hearing a soft laugh from Rin.

He looked up at him again, not sure what to say or do, or why he even wanted to meet up with him.

Hell, he knew exactly why he wanted it.

Just, this time he didn't want the sex part, he wanted that other part. The one where he felt comfortable with waking up and knowing Rin slept over. Their casual morning chat over coffee and most importantly the sheer feeling of Rin being there.

"So why are you here on the Friday night alone?" Haruka asked.

"It's still relatively early," shrugged Rin, "so I didn't call you. And I come here basically every day after work, so it's a habit. Besides, is there anything better to do on a Friday night than this or you?"

"Just a friend, yes," Seijuro murmured from afar, still doing something around the glasses.

"Not a word, Mikoshiba," Rin turned to him. "And give us another round."

Little did Haruka know what was waiting for him that night as he drank his second drink.

Supporting him on his shoulder, Rin carried Haruka out of the pub, leaning him on the wall right next to the door. He kissed him, gently, staying close to his face: "I've wanted to do this since you came in."

"So why didn't you?" Haruka found a button of Rin's shirt extremely interesting.

"Don't know, I was scared I guess."

"Of me?" Haruka giggled, tracing Rin's jaw with his index finger. "I don't bite. Well, sometimes only."

Rin chuckled, kissing him again: "You're funny when you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Haruka protested. "I'm just…happy."

"Sure sure. Come on, I'll take you home. My car is five minutes from here."

"Why would you take me home?! The night had just begun!" he fisted the air, tripped on his own foot and almost fell down.

Rin was thanking god for his nicely built alcohol tolerance so he jumped after Haruka, clumsily grabbing his arm and yanking him up before he fell face down to the ground.

"Haru, you idiot!" he spat, wrapping Haruka's arm around his neck.

"Hey, you had more than me. How come you're not all over the place, bastard?"

"Because d'uh, over the years of drinking, I've learned to maintain balance. I just really hope that I'm going in the right direction."

"Where the fuck is your car, Rin? It was not five minutes from there, was it? You tricked me!"

"Of course I didn't! Why would I trick you?"

"Dunno. Maybe you wanted to use me or something. Like, you know, you don't have to. I like it just as much as you do."

"What the hell are you talking about? You make no sense."

"About sex you idiot!"

Rin stopped, turning his head to Haruka smirking, their noses slightly touching: "I knew you wanted me. Why the fuck did you resist at first then?"

"Of course I would resist if you just show up at my door randomly and stick your tongue in my mouth. You wouldn't? Especially because we used to be best friends. I don't see any best friends fucking around. Do you?"

"But you like me," he continued walking.

"Took you long enough to figure it out. Like, just how many hints, signs or whatever do you need? Like, I'm calling you all the time and even letting you sleep at my place and I called you earlier because I just wanted to see you – ohmygod I think I'm gonna throw up."

"Nonono, not here, you idiot! Get up, crawl, anything. You can't throw up in the middle of the street," Rin shooed him to the wall, where Haruka got on his knees, breathing heavily.

"You alright?"

"What am I supposed to dooooo?" Haruka whined. "Make it stop. I will not puke, I will not puke."

"Come on," Rin lifted him a little, leaning him to a wall. "Just sit for a while, maybe it will stop."

"You know, you look cute with that ponytail. I love your hair."

"You are so talkative when drunk, it's amusing," Rin chuckled, crouching in front of him, swaying a little and almost falling backwards.

"You are drunk too," Haruka started laughing, reaching for Rin's shirt, pulling himself closer and kissing him. "Let's get to that car," he whispered.

As they somehow managed to the car, Rin had some trouble finding his keys and Haruka was spinning around, doing some weird dance moves as he did. He stopped by tripping on something he didn't see well, cursing and slammed into the door of the car.

"Rin, can you drive drunk?"

"Oh shit," Rin murmured, realizing how everything is spinning way too much for him to drive. "I might give it a try, but we might end up dead."

"Aw man! More walking?"

"It's just two blocks. Let's go party boy."

Haruka rouse from his short sleep, lazily blinking before rising up by leaning on his forearm. Feeling relieved that the world had stopped rapidly spinning and that he could control his movements. He ruffled his hair, noticing slight pain in his wrist.

Handcuffs he thought, gripping his wrists and giving them a slight massage, getting out of the bed after it.

Just as he asked himself if Rin was still there he caught a glimpse of his shirt thrown somewhere behind the night cabinet.

Giving it a small smile, he put on his boxers and threw Rin's shirt on, fully buttoning it up. Lastly, he pulled the blanket off his bed and wrapped it around his shoulders.

Surprised by not hearing the water running in the bathroom he continued searching for Rin, finally stepping in front of the balcony door. Peeking through them he saw Rin in nothing but long, grey pajama pants, sitting leaned on the wall, his arms resting on his knees.

Gripping on his blanket, he slid-open the glass door in front of him and stepped on the cool, stone floor of the balcony.

"Aren't you cold?" he asked quietly, taking a few steps forward to stand next to Rin.

Rin looked up at him, noticing how he wrapped a blanket around himself, standing securely at his feet: "I'm fine," he responded, even though he did feel cold wearing nothing more but pajama pants.

Haruka sat next to him, throwing a half of the blanket over his bare shoulders: "Liar."

Rin chuckled, lighting up another cigarette, shifting his weight on his left hand.

"I thought you said you were going to quit."

"Ah, yes, of course I'm going to quit. I just didn't say when."

Haruka scoffed: "Stubborn as always."

"Don't know. It just feels better with some nicotine in your blood."

Haruka remained silent, briefly glancing at Rin before looking up at the night sky.

"It's pretty clear tonight so it's nice outside," Rin spoke, inhaling more smoke as he did.

"It feels nice," Haruka replied. "Wouldn't feel the same without you here," he added quietly.

Rin turned his eyes on him, seeing how his expression didn't change one bit as he continued stargazing.

Looking down and biting his lip, Rin squashed the cigarette on the floor. And he cursed himself for letting the other man's words affect him so easily. He felt like he was giving in, falling for this one, and he never had that planned. It happened.

Scooting over even closer to Haruka, he slightly nudged him making Haruka look at him, and after offering him a smile he leaned onto him.

Haruka jolted, his gaze softening just a few moments after and he threw his arm around Rin.

"Haru," Rin's voice came out as a whisper, "thanks for the blanket."

Now resting his head against Rin's, Haruka let out a small laugh: "Don't mention it."

A/N: and with this chapter done we are almost at the end of this story. only one more chapter ahead. let's hope that i'll update soon. but tell me, since i have some ideas for the story, maybe i should make it a little bit longer? or make a part two? i want to know how you feel about it, especially after reading the next chapter.

i don't know how much i want to stick to this story, as i have a few more in mind and writing. also intend to publish them, so yeah. but i don't want these ideas to go to waste, especially if you guys like it :3

and some questions for you: how did you like drunken haru? x3 do you see rin as a smoker? out of all free characters, i would say he has the most potential to be one. rei after him xD. and i almost always make some of my characters smokers. probably because i am one myself ^^''

and now, i'm gonna go meet up with friends at a bar to watch a football (or as americans would say, soccer) game and enjoy the rest of my friday night :3

hope you have a good one too, and of course, stay lovely ~