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'How has this come to this?' Ike wondered, looking down at the glass in front of him. Luxiem had got together just to hang out, or so Ike thought, after a little while of talking, Mysta had suggested that they should drink, and pulled out a bottle out of God knows where. Everyone collectively agreed, but Ike protested, "I have a stream early tomorrow, I'd prefer to not have a hangover". "C'mon, Ike, it'll be fine!", and so, he was roped into drinking.
After about an hour, he had had God knows how much to drink, everyone was pretty drunk, excluding Vox, who was really holding his liquor very well. "You know, you guys-you guys are soo great" his words were slurred, and he was being pretty loud, "you guys are so wonderful, you know that? Because you should know that, you deserve allll the good things". Ike was probably the most drunk of everyone, despite not being one of the ones who wanted to do this. The other boys were aware enough of what was happening to film him saying this and were laughing, "Hey, it's getting late, I'm gonna take Ike home," Vox informed Mysta, Shu, and Luca, "alright, see you tomorrow" Shu replied, then Vox walked over to Ike.
"Hey, big guy, I'm gonna take you home now" Vox said, grabbing Ike's jacket and scarf from the back of his chair, "Okayy" Ike replied and let out an adorable yawn, Vox put and arm around his waist to ensure that Ike wouldn't fall, as they walked, Ike stumbling a lot, the only reason wasn't falling over was Vox holding him up. As they left, all the was to the car, Ike was giggling, and Vox would go on to admit it was one of the cutest things he had ever heard. "Voxxx, hold my handddd" he said as Vox started driving the 20 minute drive to Ike's house, "Alright, alright" he said, he held his hand out and Ike took it, intertwining their fingers, they stayed like this for the whole drive, Ike's hand was so warm, in contrast to Vox's cold hands, it felt so comfortable.
Somewhere along the way, Ike had drifted off into a light slumber. As Vox pulled into Ike's driveway, Ike woke up which was simply because he wasn't in a deep sleep. Vox turned off the car and got out, he walked around the car and opened the passenger door, "C'mon Ike, up you get" he said as he helped Ike out of the car, immediately Ike stumbled and would have fallen if Vox hadn't reacted fast enough to catch him. Once again, Vox placed an arm around his waist to hold him up and helped him inside.
Inside the house, Vox placed Ike's jacket, and his scarf, on a hook. As they walked further in Vox glanced around, his house was pretty big, from memory, he was pretty sure Ike's room was on the second floor. "Ike, do want anything to eat, or maybe a glass of water?" he helped Ike walk over to the kitchen and sit down on a stool, "I would like some water" he was still slurring, he put his head in his arms and watched Vox as he grabbed two blue plastic cups and poured some water into them, he walked over and set one in front of Ike. Ike sat up and gulped down his water.
"Voxxx, I'm tireddd" he slurred, standing up and attempting to walk into the kitchen where Vox was standing, he, too, had just finished his glass of water. Ike tripped over his own feet because, as he had learned, walking straight while drunk is already hard enough, and he was wearing heels. Vox, as fast as ever, caught him and held him up, Ike was clearly tired, he was having trouble keeping his eyes awake, "alright, let's get you upstairs, Ikey". Vox could see Ike was tired, and with the heels, and being drunk, he decided it was best if Ike didn't walk upstairs, with that he slipped one arm under Ike's knees and carried him bridal style up the stairs, Ike giggled the whole way up, he was surprisingly light.
Once they made it to Ike's room, Vox placed Ike gently down on the bed, "goodnight, Ikey," he said, as he turned away he felt Ike grab his hand, "stay, please.." he said tiredly, giving Vox his best puppy dog eyes. "Alright" Vox sighed and walked around to the other side of the bed, he laid down on his side and Ike moved to face him, a huge, bright smile on his face, Vox moved to face the ceiling and Ike moved to rest his head on his chest. "You know, you are so great, you should know that, you deserve allll the good things" he said, repeating what he said earlier. Vox felm so warm upon hearing what Ike said, somehow, it felt different from when he said it to all of Luxiem, it felt.. It felt like it was genuine, like Ike believed it, and that made him believe it.
Vox was so happy to be here, with Ike, he wrapped his arms around Ike and pulled him closer, he realized just how much he loved this beautiful man. He placed a gentle kiss upon Ike's forehead and ran his fingers through his hair, he felt Ike's breathing slow as he fell asleep. Vox felt as if this was were he was meant to be, he never wanted to leave. As they laid there, Vox reflected on when he confessed to Ike, "Vox, this joke is getting old" he had said, "this time, it's not a joke, it never has been, I played it off as one as you rejected me, up until this moment, I've been trying to get my feelings across,". Ike had eventually come to believe Vox, and he was surprised to learn that they felt the same way as each other.
Laying down, Ike asleep in his arms, Vox felt a way he had never felt before and he loved this feeling, he hoped it would never go away." Never leave me, always keep your eyes on me" he said as he rested his head on Ikes and drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Ike woke up with a hangover, he was disoriented for a moments, then realising that he was in Vox's arms, he found himself snuggling closer and drifting back off to sleep.