"Oh ...fuck.. I'm sorry John." Lafayette realized his mistake.  His brown eyes widened. 

Lauren's brown ponytail flew in the wind. "No. It's not your fault I'm ugly." He said through gritted teeth forcing himself not to cry. 

Lafayette growled. "You're not ugly! Tu es beau..."

"What was that? I'm not fluent in French." John looked at his shoes. 

"You're not ugly." He bit his toungue. He didn't want to say what he meant in French cause he knew John didn't like him that way.

John let a long sign and then got up. "I'm fine. Let's go back." He pushed the door with his hand and went to sit in a table with Mulligan. Lafayette followed.

"Were were you guys!?" Mulligan commanded.  Laurens shrugged. 

"On a break." He replied simply.

"Hm? With Lafayette?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

John shot a warning glance at him. "I'm not in the mood.." he trailed off as Hamilton came.

"Hey guys!" He laughed hysterically. "This is my fifth...." he hiccuped, "shot." He sat next to John. He rested his head on John's shoulder. John stiffened but then relaxed. 

"Wow. You got drunk at your fifth? I'm barley on my seventh." Mulligan boasted.

"Mm. I'm sober. Hand me two glasses of shot!" Lauren told the waiter. The waiter nodded. Lafayette looked at John like he was stupid. I'm not stupid. (Reference XD) 

"John, i don't think that's a good idea.." 

john snapped, "don't tell me what to do." He narrowed his eyes. He felt Alex's head began to feel heavy on his shoulder. "Fuck Alexander... your head weighs a bunch!" He laughed.

Alexander snorted, "Really?" He hiccuped. 

John rested his head on Alexander's. "Mmhm." 

"Here's your two shots sir." The waiter winked at him. Laurens got them and drank them quickly. Alex lifted his head off Lauren's. 

"That waiter is hot." He said groggily. Laurens felt jealous so he slapped Alex. Alex widened his eyes. "What the fuck!" He yelled. Lafayette and Mulligan were staring at him the same way. The waiter came back and gave john his other two glasses. He drank them quickly using his sleeve to wipe the beer on his mouth. He glared at them.

"Stop saying stupid shit!" John retorted. Alex felt his headache getting worse. 

"What stupid shit.." he groaned.

"You know what I'm talking about." John stared at him.

Lafayette got Alexander and let him rest his head on his shoulder. "Stop fighting!" 

Alexander was confused as fuck. "What's happening?"

Laurens took a deep breath. "Five  more shots." He demanded the waiter. The blonde waiter smiled widely and disappeared waving her hips.  Laurens rolled his eyes. He had no interest in women whatsoever. 

"Fuck... Alex's head is burning my shoulder." Lafayette muttered. 

"A-alex." He suddenly came to his senses. Oh no. He quickly got up. "We need to help him!" He cried desperately. A little too desperate that the waiter gave him a suspicious look over. She put the shots down. And walked away uninterested in John any more. John drank them quickly then got his blue coat and got Hamilton's other side while Lafayette held the other side to make him balanced. 

"I'll be here." Mulligan shouted.

"He'll be fine.." Lafayette mumbled softly to John. 

"I hope so. Oh, this is my fault! I'm sorry dear Alexander." 

"It's not your fault.." Lafayette spoke softly trying to assure him. 

"I fucking slapped him! I knew he wasn't all there! Don't tell me that it's not my fault. I can see why Alex thought she was hot though."

"Don't start John." Lafayette growled.

John muttered something under his breath and then Alex lifted his head.

"I'm tired." He hiccuped.

"Were almost there." John replied flatly. "I'm going to take you to my house, Alexander."

Alexander didn't reply and Lafayette snorted. "You think it's a good idea?"

"Well? Should I leave him alone at his house?" He snapped.

Lafayette smirked. "He can take care of himself."

Laurens felt his cheeks burn. "My house is closer."

"si vous le souhaitez."  Lafayette smiled.

Lafayette and John struggled to get Alex inside when he kept saying they were kiddnapping him. Finally, they managed to toss him on Johns bed. Alex, himself, got under the covers and laid down. John sat at the edge of the bed. Lafayette yawned. "Well Laurens, im going to go to the party still with mulligan. I'll see you tomorrow." He went to the door and turned around and winked before leaving.

"Cya." Breathed John. He glanced to Alex. He was soundlessly sleeping in his bed. John sighed. He got up and starting heading out but Alex must've heard them cause he lifted his head.

"Mmm John?" Alex groggily spoke.

"Yes my dear Alexander?" John softly replied back.

"Don't leave me..." Alex whined. 

"I..." he looked back at were he was heading but then looked back at Alex. "Am not going anywhere." He sat on the edge of the bed again.

"Come, lay next to me." Alex patted to the empty space. 

John hesitated. "You're drunk." He said bluntly. Alex shook his head dramatically. John sighed. "Fine." He crept under the blankets close to Alex but not too close. Alex pushed him closer. He stiffened uncomfortably, soon relaxed. He yawned. John was still wary of Alexander. He smelled of beer. John waited for a while before swinging his legs to get off. 

Sure enough, Alexander woke up. "You're leaving?" 

"N-no. Goddamnit Alex. Go to sleep." John snapped.  Alexander got up and then landed a kiss on Johns lips. 

"Is this enough to make you stay?" Alex smirked.

John blushed uncontrollably. "You're drunk." He repeated. It was more a reminder to himself. As in, he's drunk. As much as he wanted Alex, he didn't want to risk their friendship.

"I'm not!" He pouted pulling on Johns arm. 

"No.." he pulled his arm away. 

"Please?" Alex breathed heavily disappointment clouding his eyes. 

"No." He repeated louder this time. "I'm not taking advantage of you."

"I'm giving you my full consent." Alex pleaded. 

"Damn it Alex." He was blushing so bad. "I'll sleep next to you. I won't sleep with you." 

Alex nodded. He pulled Johns arm and they crashed onto each other. John quickly got off Alex, blushing.

"Goodnight, my dear Alex." John muttered before falling asleep.  

John woke up. He was still lying in bed with Alex. Alex looked so damn cute when he slept.  John blushed as he realized he'd been staring for a couple minutes. He went to take a shower and then got out and got his blue coat with white shirt and tan pants with his brown shoes. Alex woke up then. "John.." he groaned. "Where am I?"

"At my house." He replied simply.  

"Ow, that was the worst hang over. My head hurts. He then stopped as he noticed Johns hair wet and unkept. "D-did we do anything?" 

"No." He replied. 

"Um. Can I use your shower?" Alex asked.

"Sure." John kept it short. He didn't want Alex to know that drunk Alex wanted him to have sex. "I'll be in the second room."

Alex had his hair in his pony tail. He sat down with John. "Heh, sorry for drinking too much. Did I say anything stupid?"

John shook his head, "No." he lied. 

"Hm. Well I should be going. Thanks for the .. hospitality," he smiled and got his blue coat and rushed outside running.

"Bye.." john sighed. John knew Hamilton had work so if he didn't he would've stayed.