Warnings: very mild citrusy moments
"Who's ready to get wasted?!" Alois cried, bursting into Ciel's room with two large bottles of vodka in hand. Ciel smiled, taking the bottles from the blonde and placed them on the table, next to the many bottles of soft drink. Sebastian and Claude sat by the open window smoking, Sebastian looking generally miserable and Claude smirking wickedly at Alois. Sebastian gave a groan, but cut it off short when he received an icy glare from Ciel.
Sebastian had complained loudly when Ciel mentioned that Alois would be coming over that night.
"What! Why?" Sebastian had whined.
"Because he's my friend," Ciel had replied, "Just bring Claude, it'll be fine."
"Claude wont be much help."
"Yeah, well neither will you, just deal with it."
So Sebastian dealt with it. It was only early in the night, so Ciel and Alois pulled out a game of twister.
"Hey! That's cheating!" Alois shouted at Ciel, who was leaning heavily on the blonde.
"Whatever, you're going to lose anyway," Ciel drawled.
The two then spent more than ten minutes play fighting, Ciel taking it more seriously than Alois, who seemed to be enjoying it a little too much. Sebastian looked beside him at Claude, who was staring longingly at the fighting pair. God damn it, he was going to be stuck with a bunch of idiots for the night. Might as well get plastered, he thought, cracking open the first bottle of vodka. As the sound of the seal being broken filled the room, all eyes were on Sebastian. It took Ciel and Alois almost no time to finish one of the bottles. Claude and Sebastian however, paced themselves. Sometimes it was hard to believe they were all basically the same age.
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"Hey! You know what we should do?" Alois exclaimed excitedly, from his perch on the back of the couch. He'd been crouched there for a while, behind Claude, trying and failing not to fall on the bespectacled boy.
"What?" Claude asked lazily.
"We should play spin the bottle!"
Claude sat up quickly, looking back eagerly at the swaying blonde.
"Yeah, totally," he slurred.
Alois jumped up quickly and grabbed the twister board off the floor, and placed it on the coffee table. The group all gathered around the table. Sebastian shuffled over lazily. Ciel had been sitting on his bed giggling at cat photos on his phone, and only moved when Alois dragged him off the bed.
Sebastian gave a deep sigh, wishing he'd gone somewhere else that night. He'd decided there should probably be at least one partially sane person there, and had only had a little to drink, while the rest of them got shit faced. He immediately regretted the decision.
"I'll go first," Alois giggled breathily. He flicked the arrow lightly, letting it spin lazily around the board. Sebastian's eyes widened when it landed on Ciel, who giggled uncontrollably.
"Ooooh, Alois has to kiss me!" Ciel snickered. Alois grinned widely and pounced on the boy. Ciel gave and amused screech before being cut off by Alois' lips pressing to his.
Sebastian blushed furiously and turned his head away, cursing himself. His brow furrowed at the thought of that skank touching Ciel. Alois remained on top of Ciel, playing with his hair until Sebastian cleared his throat loudly.
"Maybe you should get off my- I mean, Ciel" Sebastian stuttered. God, he almost fucking said "my Ciel". Alois smirked at him scornfully.
"My turn!" Claude shouted, fumbling with the arrow. It spun, and landed on Alois. Claude looked as if he'd won the lottery. The blonde crawled seductively onto Claude's lap, who was blushing slightly, and wrapped his arms around the older boys neck. They kissed, and kissed, for fucking who knows how long. Leaving Sebastian to deal with a hysterical Ciel. He turned to the giggling boy and sighed, helping him sit up.
"Oh mi god, Alois," he managed, between giggles.
Sebastian grunted impatiently in reply, glaring pointedly at the couple who were necking on his couch.
"Guys, seriously!" he whined, but to no avail. It was like they were invisible to them. Like, really. Claude already had his fucking shirt off. Ciel only found this even more hilarious. Sebastian so wasn't ready to witness his friend have sex with Alois on his couch.
An urgent tugging on his sleeve distracted him. He turned to look at Ciel.
"Should we keep playing?" he slurred innocently. Fucking hell. Sebastian choked on whatever it was he'd planned to growl, staring blankly at the smaller boy. He could not be serious.
"Um, well," Sebastian choked out, panicking slightly. He was saved from having to answer when Ciel smiled dumbly at him, his eyes slowly un-focusing, and fell back on the carpet, asleep. Sebastian stood in shock for a moment, before sighing and turning back to the couch. To his surprise he found the other two idiots shirtless, and sound asleep.
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"Good morning sunshine," Sebastian drawled upon seeing Ciel slowly open his eyes. Sebastian had been kind enough to wake Ciel for breakfast, by turning on the radio next to his bed. Ciel muttered a few obscenities and rolled over, shielding his eyes from the bright sunlight filtering through the window.
"What time is it?" he groaned.
"Ten o'clock," Sebastian replied cheerily.
"Fuck off," Ciel said angrily, and rolled himself tightly in his blanket, withdrawing his head from view. Sebastian smirked and sat down on the (finally empty) couch. Claude and Alois had woken up sometime in the middle of the night, and snuck (loudly) back to Alois' room; Claude having stepped painfully hard on Sebastian's hand in the process.
After half an hour Ciel slowly poked his head out of the cocoon of blankets surrounding him. He looked grumpily at Sebastian.
"Where are Alois and Claude?" he asked groggily.
"Probably of fucking somewhere," Sebastian said icily.
Ciel muffled a snort, and promptly fell back asleep.
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An annoyed whine escaped Sebastian's lips. He fumbled yet again with Claude's shitty ass radio, trying to find a good station.
"You seriously need to get a new fucking radio," Sebastian complained loudly.
"I only bought it for when you're here you know, I don't listen to the god damned radio," Claude replied. Sebastian sighed and gave up on the thing, throwing himself lazily on the couch next to Claude.
"I can't believe you hooked up with that blonde dog," Sebastian murmured. He looked at Claude, who was grinning, grumpily.
"What, he's got a cute ass," Claude shrugged.
"That's not the point," Sebastian grumbled.
"Then what is?"
"I don't know."
Sebastian busied himself by shuffling through Claude's equally as shitty cd collection, sulking. Claude chain-smoked.
Ciel always asked Sebastian why he smoked, in the snarky way only people who didn't smoke would. Sebastian normally ignored him when he did, but one day he answered.
"I don't know, I just do," Sebastian had replied, annoyed.
"I bet you just do it to look cool."
"Probably."
Ciel gave up asking him after that.
Sebastian gave up on finding any good music at Claude's. He threw the endless amounts of Katy Perry and Backstreet Boys CD's, which Claude had sadly accumulated, back onto the table.
"Why do you hate Alois so much anyway?" Claude asked.
"I don't know," Sebastian mumbled. He did know, but he wasn't going to say.
"He's a lot like Ciel you know," Claude mentioned, "Just more sexy."
Sebastian saw Claude wink playfully at him.
"Whatever, you creep," Sebastian laughed. Claude chuckled.
"Yeah yeah, at least I'm not an asshole, like you."
AN: Thank you everyone for reading and thanks for the lovely reviews on the last chapter! Hope you guys liked this one ｡◕‿◕｡