CHAPTER SIX

BEING DRUNK INSTEAD OF high was new to cooper. he wasn't entirely sure which one he preferred at that moment, but he'd probably know in the morning. he was four vodka and lemonades, plus six or seven shots in and he was feeling it. he was sat on the couch, taking a break from drinking (he also couldn't stand up without falling over) and found himself staring at the ceiling, humming a song that had been stuck in his head for days.

"how ya doing, champ?" conrad chuckled, sitting next to the boy.

cooper tilted his head to look at his best friend and smiled a drunken grin. "i'm great." he licked his dry lips. "i have to pee though and i'm afraid to get up because i don't know if i'll fall over."

conrad couldn't hide the smile on his face. "would you like some assistance?"

"yes, please." cooper mumbled and conrad helped the boy to his feet. he wrapped an arm around cooper's waist and led him to the bathroom. surprisingly, it was empty and conrad said he'd wait outside the door. "shout if you fall in." conrad smirked.

"i've got the wall to lean against." cooper slurred. "i'll be fine." he had no problem using the bathroom, but as he leaned forward to flush the toilet he stumbled and fell, smacking his elbow on the corner of the counter. "ow." he whined, curling up on the floor with his elbow in his hand. there was a knock at the door and cooper whined again. "conrad, i need help." when the door opened he looked to see jeremiah standing there and he rolled his eyes. "oh, it's you." he huffed, "where did conrad go?"

"belly called for him." jeremiah shut the door and knelt down in front of the older boy. "how trashed are you?"

"i'm completely sober." cooper slurred.

"and i'm high." jeremiah scoffed.

cooper furrowed his eyebrows, "really? i didn't think you liked that stuff. isn't that why you hate me?"

the younger boy rolled his eyes. "i'm not high, cooper, and you're not sober." he reached for cooper's arms, "let me help you up."

cooper flinched away, "don't touch me."

"i'm not gonna do anything to you, dude." jeremiah's strong grip helped bring cooper into a sitting position and cooper leaned against the counter. "are you okay? did you hit your elbow?" he was referring to the fact that cooper was still holding his elbow.

"why do you care?"

jeremiah shook his head. "i don't."

cooper eyed the younger boy. "i made conrad happy. why can't you be okay with that?"

"he cannot be happy from getting high all the time." jeremiah shook his head. "i don't understand how you can be either."

cooper licked his lips. "well, i haven't smoked today, so it's not all the time."

the younger boy only chuckled, "let's get you off the floor." he helped cooper stand and the older boy leaned against the counter for a moment before he looked at himself in the mirror. he looked like an absolute trainwreck. jeremiah took notice to the sadness that appeared on his face. "what's wrong?"

cooper shook his head and looked down, "nothing."

"cooper, i know i'm not really a big fan of you, but you can talk to me." jeremiah searched the boy's face, looking for any sort of reaction and cooper was sure to give him one.

his features turned angry and he shook his head. "no, jere, i can't talk to you. you're right: you're not a big fan of me, but i'm not a fan of you either. i don't like your attitude and i hate having to look at your stupid perfect face all the time. your existence irritates me."

jeremiah's blue eyes widened only the slightest before he composed himself. "my 'stupid perfect face'?"

cooper hadn't even realized he'd said that and he shook his head in denial. "i didn't say that."

"yeah, you did." jeremiah started to smirk. "you think my face is perfect."

"don't piss me off, fisher." cooper mumbled. if he wasn't leaning against the counter he'd probably fall over.

"but that's what i do best, coop. it makes me happy when i piss you off." jeremiah stepped closer, knowing it would irriate the older boy even more. jeremiah didn't even have time to react when cooper's hand went to the boy's throat, gripping a bit harder than he'd ever expect.

"now i'm pissed off." cooper muttered under his breath.

"how–" jeremiah tried to swallow and cooper could feel the boy's adam's apple in his throat. "cooper, i–" cooper quickly let go of the boy and firmly gripped the edge of the counter.

cooper shook his head, "i'm sorry."

"that was kind of hot." jeremiah said, his eyes widening right after. "i mean, i–i should go." he looked at the door, exposing his neck to cooper. the blond brought his palm to his forehead and gently rubbed at it. why was he suddenly imagining his lips on the younger boy's throat?

"what the fuck is happening?"

jeremiah looked back at him, "what do you mean?"

cooper dropped his hand to his side again before shaking his head. "i can't do this." he licked his lips, eyes meeting jeremiah's. "we can't do this."

jeremiah was confused, "we're not doing anything, cooper." he eyed the boy. "i think i should get you back to the house. you need to get some sleep. i'll go start the car." he turned to open the door, but cooper's hand quickly grabbed the boy's wrist.

"wait," cooper tugged the boy back towards him. "can you–" he gulped back all his fear. "can you kiss me?"

jeremiah looked surprised, "kiss you? cooper, you were just saying i pissed you off. why would i kiss you?"

cooper nodded, "yeah, you're right." he pursed his lips. "allie was just putting stupid shit in my head and i'm not thinking straight. let's go home." he pushed himself off the counter and jeremiah quickly wrapped an arm around the older boy's waist, leading him throught the house and to the car.

the ride back to the house felt like forever since it was just the two of them driving in complete silence. jeremiah had informed steven that they were taking the car and the conklin boy said they'd just catch an uber and not to worry. when they arrived the moms were sleeping, so jeremiah quietly helped cooper get to his room.

cooper laid on the bed and sighed, eyes shut as his head began to hurt. "do you want me to help you get changed?" the boy forgot jeremiah was still in the room.

"sure." he mumbled, slowly sitting up.

jeremiah helped pull cooper's shirt over his head and tossed it over with the rest of his dirty clothes and reached for cooper's belt. "are you okay with this?" he questioned and cooper only nodded, laying back down with his eyes closed again. jeremiah undid his belt and helped the boy shimmy out of his pants, leaving him in nothing but boxers. "get under the covers." jeremiah helped the boy get comfy.

"lay with me for a minute." cooper mumbled. his eyes were still closed and he honestly wasn't even sure if jeremiah was still in the room.

"i'm gonna get you a puke bucket." jeremiah mumbled and cooper only hummed, snuggling into his blankets. when the younger boy returned he sat on the bed next where cooper laid. "are you going to be okay?"

"lay with me." cooper whined, reaching for jeremiah's hand. the boy finally obliged, laying next to the older blond. cooper hummed in satisfaction and moved himself closer to jeremiah. "you won't kiss me, but does that mean i can't kiss you?" cooper questioned, nuzzling his face into jeremiah's neck. his lips grazed the younger boy's skin and he could hear jeremiah's shaky breathing.

"i don't want you to do something you're going to regret." jeremiah stated, eyes glued to the ceiling.

"i wouldn't regret it." cooper mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to jeremiah's neck. the curly haired boy didn't move and cooper took that as an okay. he started to pepper kisses up the boy's neck and sucked on the skin beneath his ear. "can i mark you?" jeremiah didn't speak, but a small nod from the younger boy confirmed that what cooper was doing was okay. cooper sucked and nibbled for a few minutes before pulling away to admire his artwork. a satisfied hum fell from his lips and he smiled, "does that make you mine?"

jeremiah turned on his side and faced cooper, only locking eyes with him for a moment before he pressed his lips to the older boy's. cooper immediately responded, his arm snaking around the boy's waist to pull him closer. it didn't take long for their tongues to battle for dominance and when jeremiah's fingers danced along the hem of cooper boxer's the boy gently thrusted towards him, giving him permission.

the curly haired boy slipped cooper's boxers off and pulled away from their kiss to leave the feeling of his lips down cooper's body. "jere," cooper whined, eyes closed again as jeremiah's fingers wrapped around cooper's hardened member. "maybe we should–should–fuck!" jeremiah's lips wrapped around his head causing him to lose thought of what he was trying to say. "fuck, baby, please." he whined, reaching for jeremiah's hair. jeremiah let out a small hum as he took cooper in his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. cooper's finger's tangled in the boy's curls and little whimpers of pleasure escaped his lips. "fuck, i'm gonna–" jeremiah gave him a nod and cooper released himself into jeremiah's mouth. the younger boy licked him dry before moving back up to press a kiss to cooper's jaw. "you–you're good at that."

jeremiah smiled as his lips brushed across cooper's neck. he sucked on the skin, definitely leaving a mark in a more visible spot than cooper did. his bright blue eyes locked with cooper's and he smirked, "guess that makes you mine, too."

brooooo cooper's a
bipolar, horny bitch