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Barely Legal ((Closed to vetchic))

"Fine..." he looked towards Reese, pouting slightly. He then sighed, "I have a fucking headache already..." he slurred. "I won't do it again... it's just... show choir does it all the time... and I started at those parties... I couldn't help it..." he looked towards the other, "Could you hold me for a lil bit..." he groaned, a question he probably wouldn't ask sober- though it was something he would have wanted, regardless of being drunk or not- he was just too reserved to ask that in a sober state.
 
Reese looked down at him, he was obviously drunk. Sigjing he rubbed his head, this was like dealing with a two year old. " Is it really worth it? You know your going to feel like shit in a few hours..." hr muttered as he moved to sit beside him on the bed. " take it from someone who knows, quit while you still have a chance. " he muttered as he slowly opened his arms to him. " if you breath a word of this to anyone, ill beat you."
 
Chet looked towards the other curiously when he said to take it from someone he knew. Nodding though, he sighed- "okay..." When the othr threatened him, he responded in a very sober Chet-like way, "oh I'm so scared." Then, he crawled over to the other and let the other hug him as he said, "I'm sorry... It's just been a while since someone has done this with me..."
 
Reese wrapped his arms around him as he came to his side, holding him close to him. " It-its fine." he muttered quietly. " Look, ill take the blame tonight, i wont get in a lot of trouble cause im legal." he sighed and gently began to rub chets back. His body wanted to be close to chet, and in a way he wanted to be as well, but it was so wrong. In just a few months, they would be brothers.
 
"Really?" he looked up towards the other slightly surprised. "Thanks.." he smiled faintly before closing his eyes again. "Is he still gonna get mad at you though..." he kept his eyes shut as he laid there.
 
Reese rolled his eyes playfully as he spoke. " yeah ill probably get in a boat load of trouble, but ill make you a deal. You stop drinking, and ill take the blame. Plus i might stop picking on you." he paused for a moment before looking down at him. " Deal?"
 
When the other said he'd stop picking on him, he sat up a bit more, "Deal!" he smiled towards the other, "I will stop drinking, I promise..." he then added, "I'm not really good at drinking, anyway."
 
Reese chuckled softly and looked down at him as he spoke. " Good. Now go to bed, our parents shiuld be home any time now, and you have to be asleep." he told him as he pulled his arms back and gestured towards the bed. " are you going to throw up?" he asked as he stood.
 
"No... I usually don't," he looked towards the other, "just feeling a little dizzy is all." He smiled gently to the other, "But I'm feeling five times more relaxed thanks to you."

He then went over to lay down on his bed, "Goodnight, bro..." he said quietly, looking towards the other, though felt sort of uncomfortable calling him bro. It felt so strange to him... definitely not something he wanted him to be.
 
Reese watched him for a moment before turning to leave the room. He was walking over to the door when chet called him bro. He paused for a moment before he kept walking and soon he was in his room. Chet was propably to drunk to noticed what he had said, so he brushed it off as nothing. But the more he thought about it as he laid down in bed, the more it went from nothing, to everything.
 
About a half hour later, their parents came home, laughing and talking about the play that they had apparently gotten to see. Chet's parents were naturally very loud and goofy, very fun-loving and laid back.

Reese's parents on the other hand, were more serious, but they enjoyed Chet's parents because they balanced them out. "We're home!" called Chet's mother.
 
( sam? Lol;) )

Reese waited till he heard chets mothers voice before getting out of bed. He quickly yet clumsily jogged down stairs. " hay keep it down, your son is asleep." he grinned and loomed at the adults.

Reeses dad frowned and looked at him, studing him for a while. " Youve been drinking again havnt you?!" he snapped.

Reese smilpy shrugged, grinning. " Maybe."

" damnit reese!" he cursed as he headed into the kitchen to count the beers again.
 
((oh no!! Hahaha))

"Oh, come on, Steve, let your kid be a kid! They make mistakes... you know you drank at that age..." said Chet's father, smiling towards Reese before walking off towards the kitchen. Trish, Reese's mother, was caught smiling just a bit- seeming to be softened by the laid back nature of Chet's father.

However, she cleared her throat, attempting to look sternly at Reese, "You know you shouldn't drink, young man..."
 
Reese watched as chets father trotted after his own father into the kitchen. Looking at his mother he smiled softly at her. " Mom, you know i havent touched a drink sence... Well you know. " he muttered quietly only loud enough for her to hear. He knew his mother wasnt at all like his father. " im 'bonding' just like you asked me to do."
 
Reese's mother looked at him, "Oh, I'm sorry... dear... you're right..." she nodded understandably, patting his back and saying, "I'll talk your father out of all that ruckus he's making right now... why don't you go to bed?"
 
Steve was in the kitchen, arguing With chets father about weather or not reese should be alouwed to drink or not.

Reese nodded his head before looking towards the kitchen. " you might want to talk to him, sounds like his giving him a hard time in their" he paused before looking back at his mother. " thanks mom." he kissed her cheak before jogging back up to his room. He might be that bad boy at school, but at home, he was the nicest kid around his parents.
 
She smiled before going off to reason with Reese's father, Chet's mother joining and trying to calm him down as well.
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The following day, it was a Saturday, thankfully because Chet had awoken with a horrible hangover.
 
Reese woke early in the morning, before his parents awoke. He silently went downstairs, and quickly made some mint tea for chet. Reeses mother had made this for him everytime he would come home with a hangover, it would clear him up just enough so that he could at least still act sobar and get around his father. Plus, the mint hide the smell of alcohol. He carried the mug up to chets room, slipping in quietly. He walked over to his bed side, placing the mug and his bed side table. " come on chet, drink this."
 
"Hmnn.... what?" he looked over at his brother, his head aching in pain. "Tea?... hmnn.. thanks..." he slowly sat up to take a drink of the tea, looking towards the other as he drank, focusing on him silently, not really sure why he kept looking at him. Must've been cause he still felt slightly drunk with the head ache. As he drank, his head started feeling just a bit better.
 
" Dont drink to fast, youll start to feel sick, but make sure you drink it all. " hr told him before turning and walking into the bathroom. He turned on the shower before setting out a towle. Then he walked back into chets room, watching him as he drank the tea. " When your done that, go take a shower. You have to be your perky little self again before our parents wake up. "
 
"Okay," he said, instead taking small sips as be watched the other set up the bathroom for him, "thanks." He slowly got up after finishing his tea and made his way into the bathroom.

As he was in there, he noticed a picture of Reese and a girl in the inside of Reese's room. His eyes widened a bit, "Reese, do you have a girlfriend?"
 
Reese looked surprised at his question, but he soon looked his gaze to that old photo of him. " Umm.... No....not anymore...." he muttered a bit sadly before shrugging.
 
He felt relief wash over him, however, he noticed the look on Reese's face and said, "What... why? Why do you still have the picture? Do you still love her?" he walked to stand in the doorway.
 
Reese shook his head and looked down for a moment. " Its nothing... She um, died... A while ago." he muttered quietly.
 
His eyes widened slightly, "What..." he then looked away, slightly shocked, "Wow... I'm sorry... I had no idea... I feel horrible for bringing it up... really..." he looked back towards the other. "Do you need to talk about it or anything?"
 
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