DON'T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME [private]

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    waking up and being unable to recall the past twenty four hours wasn't an uncommon thing for luca. it was quite often paired with the same throbbing headache that he had now, so he was pretty sure he knew what was going on. the bitter taste of alcohol on his tongue only confirmed his theory. he brought a paw up to his aching skull and frowned as he lifted his sluggish body upwards, and he wondered just how much alcohol he'd consumed. he'd been drinking a lot ever since his boyfriend left him, but apparently last night he'd gone a little overboard. it didn't take much to get him drunk so unfortunately he went through this a lot. no big deal, he'd be able to fix himself up before someone found him.


    but then something shifted behind him and he froze. oh god, he wasn't alone. waking up with a hangover next to someone else could only ever mean one thing, and he slowly turned around to peek at whoever he'd slept with now. when he saw the enemy feline and managed to make out who it was, he couldn't help but laugh with a mixture of worry and disbelief. his first response was denial, of course, because apparently he'd slept with littlstar and who could have seen that coming? she was about to wake up, too. his mind was caught between fight or flight, so he ended up standing beside her on swaying paws, hoping she'd be just a little calmer than usual after waking up. maybe they had just had a good old drunken bonding session before passing out next to each other, or something.


    hah, who was he kidding? she was totally going to murder him.


    littlesoldier g. d.

    bruvv


    Groggy. She felt really groggy. Littlestar had never experienced a blackout drunkness before. The most she'd ever gotten was tipsy but never properly drunk. And.. and there was this odd achingness to her body. More specifically the lower part of it. She didn't have the right mindset to put two and two together in her current state. The tabby gave off a little groan, shifting slightly. She felt tired and closed her eyes shut when she suddenly realized the presence of a warmth way too close to her backside. Is.. is that someone.. sleeping next to me? Is someone in my bed? She hadn't quite realized where she was yet. The stench of her enemies hadn't peirced her nose yet. Littlestar heard a odd laugh. Her ears were clogged and her eyes were crusty with sleep but she felt anxiety so intense that she could barely hear anything over the sound of her own heart beating. What the hell was going on? She remained lying downwards, praying that whoever it was would go away. But then she knew she couldn't wait any longer. Snapping upwards, the Monarch turned around with a snarl, claws armed, ready to slit an assasins throat. Maybe someone tried to kill her in the night or was trying to kill her now. But it wasn't- oh god. Oh god, oh god, oh god. Littlestar looked at him and for once all rage was gone from her face. Mere shock was on it.


    Her mind did indeed put two and two together.

    Littlestar had just gave her fucking v-card to Luca Kagamine, the enemy and traitor of Hawkclan. The dark grey tabby stares at those horribly pink eyes and her stomach does several backflips. A headache is there, very real and present and the only constant reminder that this is not in fact just a bad dream. She slept with Luca, she slept with Luca. The tabby swayed uneasily on her paws and for a second she thought she might just barf all over the four tailed kitsunes chest which would normally satisfy her but now it gave nothing but more anxiety. It never happened and instead of lashing out at him as he expected, as she expected, Littlestar tried to say something but failed and a strangled noise came out of her gaping crooked mouth so she turned and ran from Shadowclan's camp, golden eyes wide.