okay so apparently this isn't as long as i thought it was. it's not as long as the first story, sorry. i really thought this was longer than it actually was, but here have an iancorn

After Glow

"How drunk are you?"

David frowned, "Ian, I just walked through the door, I don't think I'm drunk yet."

Ian grinned, "Well then get drunk."

"Get drunk?" David seemed to be fighting back a smile.

"Yeah." Ian nodded, holding up a beer bottle, "Please? For me?"

"For you?" David raised an eyebrow, this time, letting the smile that made Ian warm show.

"For me." Ian affirmed what he had said, "You were the one who bought the extra room, right?"

He shrugged, "Well, I'm not the only one who-"

"We could sneak off, you know…."

"We could-" David paused and stared at him, his smile widening, "We could what?"

Ian's lips twitched up in a grin, "We could sneak off. Get drunk. Do the unmentionable. Do the unmentionable again. Do the unmentionable a few more times. Then, do the-"

"Do the unmentionable, yeah, I get it." David shook his head, "I get it."

"Well?"

"Well what?"

"You know what. What do you say? Yay or nay?" Ian nudged David with his shoulder.

David sighed and snatched the beer, "Give me that."

Ian nearly melted as David grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room and up the stairs. Ian nearly attacked him in the elevator, trying to pull his clothes off there. By the time they made it into the room, pretty much the only thing left to do was actually fuck.

"That was the greatest sex I think I've ever had." Ian breathed, flopping over to lay beside David.

David nodded, "Oh yeah…."

"So, what now?"

"Now," David put his hands behind his head, "we can either go for round two or go back to the party."

Ian smiled at him, though he felt like shit. He wasn't really asking what they were going to do next, he was asking what it meant for their relationship. Dating? Friends with benefits? One night stand?

Next thing Ian knew, David was on top of him, kissing his neck, "I vote round two."

"Round two sounds nice." Ian mumbled.

After a total of three rounds, David got a text asking where he was, so they got dressed and went back down to the party. Ian got up to get some water. He was definitely drunk, but not completely wasted. He could still think for himself, and he knew that David was also drunk, but it didn't bother him much at the time.

When he came back, he stood beside David, who, to Ian's surprise, carelessly tossed his arm around Ian's shoulders, pulling him closer. Ian felt warm inside. He loved it. He wished he could stay like this forever. He couldn't hear a word David was saying until David was looking him in the eyes and telling him he'd be right back.

David wandered off to talk with Josh. Whatever they were talking about, they seemed to be enjoying themselves, so it made Ian a little jealous. David made his way back over to Ian and threw his arm over his shoulder again.

"Are we doing round four?" Ian asked.

"Do you want to?"

Ian sat by himself on the couch. He wasn't sure where David was, all he knew is that David had said he was going to get some water, and he hadn't returned. Ian got up to get some fresh air. To his surprise, he found David sitting alone on the ground.

"Hey you." Ian sat beside him, "Why'd you vanish?"

He shrugged, "I just needed some air. You wore me out."

Ian smiled weakly, "Sorry."

David waved a hand, "Nah, don't feel bad. It doesn't matter. We can go for round four later if you want. I know I'm up for it."

"Are you sure?" Ian frowned, "I wouldn't want you to be too sore. You don't want to not be able to get to your car."

He laughed, "I won't be. I rented the room all night remember? You've got to let me sleep at some point. Fuck. Almost midnight. Better go check on Josh."

Ian attempted and succeeded in distracting David from that so he could spend more time with him. Not ten minutes later, Ian found himself being dragged upstairs by David who really needed his room key back so they could go at it again.

David pinned him up against the wall and grabbed Ian's legs, wrapping them around his waist.

"David!" Ian let out a short moan of surprise when David began kissing his neck, "Put me down!"

"Maybe I like you pinned up against the wall." David stared at Ian for a few seconds before leaning in and kissing him softly, "You look so hot right now."

"When do I not?" Ian said quietly, mostly joking.

"Never." David looked at him seriously, "You always look amazing."

Ian dropped his legs down and stood up, leaning in to kiss David's lips gently. For some reason, he really felt like they connected in that moment, and he never wanted to stop kissing him. He placed a hand on David's back, the other roaming around in his hair. He didn't want to oversexualize the kiss out of fear that David might think that's all he wanted from him, but he couldn't help slipping his tongue into David's mouth and tasting him.

He ran his tongue across the inside of David's bottom lip before the door behind them opened. David hadn't moved, so Ian pretended he didn't notice and continued kissing David. He was in heaven. He never wanted it to stop.

Ian fell asleep next to David.

He woke up alone.

"You left him?" Matt frowned, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"I don't know…." David put his head in his hands.

"Why would you leave him?" Matt groaned, "I thought you liked him."

"I do!" David sighed, "I do like him. A lot!"

"Then why-"

"I was scared!" He frowned, "I didn't know what to do. I woke up and looked over at him. He was sleeping so peacefully and he looked so content. I was worried that if he saw he had slept with me, things would've gotten awkward for us, so I grabbed my stuff and left."

"David…." Matt put his hands on David's shoulders, "I'm sorry for getting upset like that. I was just really happy for you. I thought that maybe now, you'd have a boyfriend and I would be so proud of you for that."

"You sound like my mom." David grumbled.

"I am your mom." Matt grinned, "But seriously, we've been trying to get Ian to like you for what….a year and a half?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Just about."

"I'd be really happy and proud of you if you guys got together. I'd bake you a cake that says 'Congrats on the Sex.'"

"I've already had sex with him." David frowned, "Four times."

"Still, though. It'd be a thing. I promise." Matt grinned, "As soon as you guys get together, I'm baking you a cake by myself and writing that in icing."

"Thanks." David rolled his eyes, "I'm looking forward to it."

"You'd better be." Matt stepped back and grabbed his jacket, "I've got to go, but I'll talk to you tomorrow. Should I go buy cake mix on my way home?"

"Don't count on it."

David woke up late, feeling like shit. His alarm hadn't gone off and the only reason he woke up was because Ian had called him - a call he hadn't answered or returned, but saw one message after: 'we're editing today.' He took the quickest shower of his life and threw on whatever was clean, grabbing his phone and wallet before rushing out the door and stopping at a coffee place before actually arriving.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late. I went on a small coffee run. I was exhausted. I've had some pretty intense nights lately."

He was staring at Ian, smiling weakly. He wanted him so badly again, more than ever before. It was killing him to watch Ian sit a few feet away from him and occasionally looking up at him, then looking away.

David spoke to Josh shortly about how he was missing a shoe and couldn't find it. David literally had no clue what the hell Josh had been doing at the party, but he was too busy focusing on Ian to really understand.

At one point, Ian came over to him to ask him about a thing to edit. Ian's hand barely grazed David's thigh as Ian propped himself up beside him. David pulled his laptop up over his lap a little high up than usual to make sure it covered the growing boner that was slowly appearing. Ian was right there. Right there. Right next to him. David was almost sure he could get Ian to sleep with him again, but, as he did the night of the party, he wanted Ian a little more than just someone to sleep with. He wanted him in a relationship.

"Hey." Ian said softly, "I need help with this."

David made a fool of himself trying to help him.

"Hey, David, can we talk?"

David froze, "Uh….Sure."

Ian led him into the filming room. No one else was in there. David was worried that Ian might deny everything they felt.

"I didn't know how to say this, and I've spent every waking hour figuring out what to say and practicing it, but none of it sounds right to me, so I'm just going to let it all out." Ian closed his eyes, "What happened at the party was important to me. We really connected during that kiss-I don't have to clarify which one, we both know which one I'm talking about. I can't find a clever way to ask you, but I want you to be my boyfriend. Officially."

David smiled, setting a hand on Ian's waist, the other still holding his coffee, "Really? You mean all of that?"

Ian nodded, "Every word."

"In that case, I'd love to be your boyfriend."

David pulled Ian closer and wrapped his arm around Ian's waist. Ian smiled and set his hands behind David's neck, lingering inches away from his face before pulling him into a long, drawn out, passionate kiss. It was hot, yet sweet. Not as good as the kiss outside the hotel room, but David didn't think that he'd ever have a kiss better than that one.

When they pulled away, Ian smiled at him, "Want to go do something tomorrow?"

David nodded, setting his coffee down so he could hold Ian close, "Breakfast sounds nice."

Ian sighed happily and rested in head on David's chest, "Yeah. That does sound nice."

"Come on." David set a gentle hand on Ian's back, "Let's get you home."

"I'm going with Anthony." Ian replied, "But I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

David nodded and gave Ian a quick kiss before Ian opened the door. David turned around and grabbed his coffee before leaving.

He got home and had barely sat down on the couch and turned the TV on when there was a knock at his door.

"Ian?" He opened it, "How'd you get here?"

"Anthony dropped me off."

David nodded, "Right. Well, you're welcome to come in."

Ian smiled at him, "I like your house."

"Thank you." David shrugged.

Ian sat down on the couch, "You still haven't fully taken in that we're dating yet, have you?"

David shook his head, "No, I haven't. It's a bit of a surprise, honestly. I didn't think it would happen."

Ian smiled, "Well, it did."

"I know it did." David sat down next to him, "And I'm so glad it did."

Ian rested his head on David's shoulder, "I vote we go for round five."

David grinned.

When he woke up the next morning, he looked over at Ian. He wasn't going to leave him this morning. He was going to stay beside him until he woke up. He wasn't going to make the same mistake more than once. Ian looked amazing. He couldn't believe that he got someone like this.

There was a knock at the door. He wanted to stay here with Ian, but he knew he'd have to go answer the door, so he went downstairs as fast as he could.

No one was there, just a cake.

'Congrats on the Sex.'

Ian woke up by himself again. He groaned and brought his fist down hard against the mattress. He shouldn't have been so stupid. Slowly, the door opened and David came back in the room. He got back into bed and smiled at Ian, who was now feeling rather foolish that he had gotten upset.

"I'm so sorry you had to wake up alone. Someone -well, something- was at the door."

Ian nodded, "What was it?"

"Matt left me a cake."

"Why?"

"Inside joke." David shook his head, "Not worth it to explain. You'll see it when we go downstairs."

"I don't want to go downstairs, though." Ian smiled, "I just want to stay up here and rest with you for a bit. I don't think I can even walk downstairs, I'm so sore. I shouldn't have let you top."

David grinned, "Well to be fair, you did for the first four rounds. I should've gotten at least one, and now I finally did."

Ian rolled his eyes, "God, you're persuasive. I might just let you fuck me again."

David grinned and kissed Ian gently, "That's exactly what I was going for."

"But seriously, four rounds in one night?" Ian shook his head, "I can only imagine it must've taken you a lot of effort to walk out on me considering you probably couldn't walk."

"Hey, don't bring that back up." David frowned, "I didn't walk out on you this morning."

"Well, technically…."

"In that case, we're not getting technical."

Ian shrugged, grinning at him, "I think we should."

"I think we shouldn't."

"Well I-"

"We're not arguing about this." David shook his head, "We're having a nice time in bed; we're not ruining it by arguing over whether or not I had trouble walking the other night, because I definitely had trouble both walking and walking out on you."

Ian kissed his forehead, "All is forgiven because you've redeemed yourself by actually caring enough to make your way back. I understand that you were scared."

"So, that was a fun shoot. I still don't get why all of us were here." David sat down on the curb with some coffee later on that morning, after speaking with Joven.

"I just wanted to spend more time with you." Ian looked down at his cup.

David smiled, "Thanks."

Ian glanced over at him admiringly, "You're one hell of a guy, did you know that?"

"You flatter me."

"Put your coffee down and kiss me."

"Gladly." David grinned, pulling Ian into a long kiss.

Ian couldn't remember much about anything, but he did remember that when he woke up the next morning, David was lying beside him.