riddlepls | the morning after meme

[Albus wakes up with his arm draped over Scorpius' waist. It's not a strange position to wake up in, after all. Ever since their fourth year, Scorpius had found his way into Albus' bed. The nightmares of the dark future would wake Scorpius in the middle of the night. Albus would wake to find Scorpius at the edge of his bed, more pale than normal. It didn't take long before Albus shifted over and let Scorpius lay down next to him. By seventh year, they shared a bed more times than not.

Albus shifted, causing the sheets to fall to his waist. The cool air brushed against his bare skin. He froze, his head spinning. He was naked. Completely. He was naked and lying next to Scorpius. Why? He couldn't remember, and yet, he had this vague sense that something had happened the night before. Something important. Something he really shouldn't be forgetting. His head didn't hurt - he wasn't hung over - then why couldn't he remember?

What was the last thing he remembered? They were in Malfoy Manor. They had been going through one of the libraries. Albus had been idly looking through all of the shelves and cabinets when he discovered a rather extensive liquor collection. There had been an opaque bottle, the label had been handwritten in a delicate scrawl that was difficult to read. He'd assumed it was really expensive whiskey. He remembered drinking some because why not and- oh... oh things got hazy after that.

He glanced over at Scorpius, hoping his mate was still asleep. Perhaps if he slipped out of bed and grabbed his pants they could avoid the strange moment of lying naked together. Wait... was Scorpius naked as well?

Albus lifts up the sheets and is greeted to the sight of Scorpius' bare arse. There's something incredibly arousing about the way Scorpius is lying and Albus has to force himself to look away. He's struggled with his feelings for Scorpius. He knows what people say but they have never been more than best friends. Until now, Albus supposes, but fucking hell, why can't he remember?]

[Scorpius stirs with a small noise some may consider adorable when Albus starts to pull away, a frown tugging his lips down as he snuggles even closer to his very warm bedmate. As he slowly drifts awake, it doesn't occur to him that anything's off. It's not the first time he's woken up with Albus' arm around his waist. It helps with nightmares, and, well, it's more comfortable, especially in the single beds in the Slytherin dorms that were never intended for more than one lanky teenager.

And if he came to Albus' bed a few times without even the excuse of any nightmares, just to sleep next to him, well. That's his own secret.

Albus lifting the sheets brings the cool morning air to more of his bare skin, though, and that wakes him up more. His eyes blink open slowly, squinting at Albus through the fog of only-just-woke-up.] 'Morning.

[Wait, why doesn't Albus have a shirt on?

Why doesn't he have a shirt on? Or pants or anything at all?

Well he's awake now, and really it's so unfair that blushes show up so easily on him.]

[Albus freezes, letting the sheet drop. He doesn't know how he can brush away the fact that he was staring at Scorpius. The fact that his mate's face is bright red tells him that Scorpius noticed. He's probably also noticed that Albus is equally as naked.]

Uh..'morning...

[How do you ask your best friend if it was possible they'd had sex the night before? How do you casually suggest that maybe they were struck with a strange magical heatwave and shed their clothes in the middle of the night? What if Scorpius knew and Albus was left with holes in his memory? How was he supposed to deal with the look of hurt on Scorpius' face when he confessed he didn't remember?

These thoughts rushed through Albus' head as he struggled to say something, anything, that didn't sound like the most insensitive prick in the world. Because if he was truthful, he'd tell Scorpius he'd pictured this moment. It was generally after he'd worked up the bollocks to tell Scorpius how he really felt. And snogging - Merlin, he really wanted a few good snogging sessions before tossing off their clothes and going full tilt.

Funny how he usually was the first person to jump into a situation without much thought but with Scorpius he was a planner. Maybe it wasn't so strange. Scorpius mattered, more than anything else.]

So. Last night... Did we...? Did I...? I'm naked.

[ALbus winced at his own jumbled words. He shook his head, laughing softly at himself.]

And the prize for the worst pillow talk goes to Albus Potter.

[Scorpius can feel his face growing hotter, but at least Albus is as flustered as he is. He laughs too, and that seems to relax him a little.] I remember we drank from that bottle you found... Probably not our smartest idea. But I don't remember what's led to, um.

[He waves a hand between them. The naked thing. Yeah. He doesn't remember. If they did do-- something, they sure cleaned up the evidence. Other than the naked part.]

[At least Scorpius is equally as confused. He was less afraid of hurting Scorpius' feelings this way. If anything did happen, at least they were on the same page.]

Maybe it was an original bottle of Firewhiskey. Emphasis on the 'fire' aspect. Although, you'd think we would have left our pants on at least.

[Albus grows quiet for a moment before he laughs again.] Thank Merlin we're not at home. Could you imagine trying to explain this to your Dad? Or my Dad, for that matter. I think they'd lose their minds.

[Scorpius groans at the thought, draping an arm over his face dramatically.] I don't know which would be worse-- actually, no, it'd be worse if it were at your house, because if your dad is there, your mum might be too, and James and Lily. At least if it's my dad, it's only my dad.

[He makes a face.] Still horrid, though. We'd have to have a Talk about it and it'd be the most embarrassing thing for both of us.

I can imagine how the first half-hour of that conversation would go. At least with my dad, we wouldn't be able to get a word in edgewise. Your dad would probably glare at us in cold silence.

[Albus lays back down next to Scorpius, some of his embarrassment of being naked disappearing. It was far more fun to think about how others would react than wonder what all this meant. If it meant anything at all other than the fact they fell asleep like this.]

Not like a talk would change anything, really. Can't imagine they'd say something stupid like suggest we couldn't be around each other.

the morning after meme

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