Damon’s Pov

“What a cute nickname!” Sam casually said, ignoring. Slowly distancing himself from Micheal that’s seriously eying him, gritting his teeth. Curling his upper lip, glancing at his poor friend, he’s unaware of my mischievous best friend's mind.

“Don’t think you're safe! Imma get you back for lying to me.” Swatting arm around his waist. As Micheal threw Sam over his broad shoulders, briefly glancing his way before striding to his car in the lot.

As Sam waved his hand Jay's way, attempting to get his attention, hitting Michael's back in frustration. “Put me down, idiot!”

Unable to free himself, he yelled at the top of his lungs. Biting my cheeks to hold in my laughter, putting back on my monotone and serious face, throwing a knowing look in Michael's way.

“Jaay, save a bitch!” That wink his way, arching his brow, whispering something into Sam’s ear. Earning a smack to his head, causing him to plead his case, fading from his and Jay's vision. Only for my pervert in my arms to jump out, karate-chopping the air where Sam and Michael’s figure were.

“OKAY, I GOT YOU BABE!” His head turned Sam's way, tugging at my hand. Glaring bravely into my eyes, grumbling under his breath, not seeing them. Chuckling at my perverted drunken state.

“Let’s go jay! He can save himself” Placing him on my shoulders ignoring the burning gaze, striding to his car unlocking his car. Alerting his pervert that starts back punching his shoulders, that felt like a pat.

“NOOO! YOU CAN’T MAKE ME LEAVE MY JOB, DEMONN!” Sitting him in the front seat, as he lacked onto the door frame. Prying off his hands, smacking his poked-out butt in the air.

“OUCH, WHY YOU POP MY FAT ASS! Pitifully glancing his way, accused, pointing his finger at him. Rubbing his behind, using this perfect opportunity. Shutting the door, glancing over to his pervert, cursing him, unaware the door's locked.

“Cuz, you're spouting nonsense. And you’re not a stripper!” truly says, as he seats into the driver’s side. Cranking up the gas, driving off to his place, rolling his eyes at his drunken words and taunting voice.

“SOO, YOU’RE JELLY! I’M YOUR PERVERT!” Singing curling his lip, he continued down the road. Unfazed by his pervert’s horrible singing, but it’s kinda cute.

“Okay, I'll remind you tomorrow. Get in.” He flirtatiously says, focusing on his surroundings. Pulling up in front of the house, taking the key out of the car, opening Jay's side. As he heaves and coughs, concerned, he pats his back.

“UGHH!” Jay ends up barfing all over himself. He packs him up in his arms. Making a note to himself to clean out his car later. Carrying the drunken stag boy in his arm, kicking open the door dashing up the stairs. Going into his room holding onto the disorienting future boyfriend, noting to never let him drink again.

“Lift your arms up. I need to take off your shirt.” He drags off his bottoms, making eye contact with him. Cursing the gods for letting him take this pervert out, only to be teased by him.

“SO MY DEMON’S TRYING TO SEDUCE ME! NO NEED TO BEAT AROUND THE BUSH!” biting his lower lip, suggestively eying. Rolling my eyes at his disheveled hair, throwup stained shirt, swaying his way. Shaking his head to him, ignoring his pouty face and sad eyes.

“You’re not seducing me by looking like this. No offense!” Seeing his scrunch-up face, folding his arm glaring at him. Throwing his hands up, smiling at his angry pervert.

Crying deep inside his soul, “What! Okay, I'll take it back!” Pretending to zip his lip, as he yanks his shirt off, during his lip staring into his very soul. Causing his body to shiver, avoiding his seductive gaze.

Gently guiding him into my bathroom, which he obediently resting against my chest and mumbling incoherent words. Feeling on his abs roaming further and further till he swats his hand away. Wanting the next to make him fall for him before sleeping with him again. Because he doesn’t want to be only friends with benefits but boyfriends.

Turning on the water, gently wiping down his body, steadying his sleepy figure against himself. Fast asleep, he dries his body with a towel, and his wet hair, lying him onto the bed.

Grabbing one of his shirts and a pair of boxers from the drawer, dressing him up. Tucking him into the soft sheets, as he snuggled into the bed snoring. Heading outside, grabbing some cleaning supplies to where his pervert threw up at, quickly wiping it down. Brushing his sweaty curls out, his face reeking of barf and sweat, feeling icky.

Striding up to the shower freshen up, heading up to bed putting on a pair of boxers. Drinking a glass of water in the kitchen, sighing at the crazy but humorous night they had. Setting the glass into the sink stretching, fixing another glass of water for Jay, and getting some medicine.

Entering his room, gently shaking Jay awake, placing the medicine into his mouth. Gulping it down with water, rubbing his belly, luring him back to sleep, and placing the cup down.

Noticing Jay's body sprawled all over the bed leaving a little room for him, he heads downstairs, grabbing a blanket, going to the living room, and turning off the lights. Gotta make a good impression on my future boyfriend, so no stacking up or sharing a bed with him. From what the Korean Bl dramas he saw, it must work, right?

Covering his body with his comfy blanket, missing his pervert’s warmth, but it is a sacrifice one must take in order to make him his. Dozing off at the peaceful silence filled the room when footsteps stumbling down the stairs came through his ear, squinting his eyes. Jay's frustrated face came into view, holding a pillow in his hands, standing in front of the tv, gasping in shock.

Dang, his pervert’s really trying to kill him before he even wins him over, and all.

“So, you left me all alone.”

“You were asleep, I was just being a gentleman.”

“Gentleman, who are you trying to impress? Unbelievable!” waiting for his answer. Shaking his head, ignoring my dark gaze.

“You idiot.” Muttering under my breath, it to catching his ears.

“What did you say!” Striding closer in front of my body, shaking my head. Joking, gesturing my hand, waving him off. Throwing him off my tracks, can’t get on his dangerous side.

“Nothing, babe!” he pouted. Catching his sly eye roll.

“Shut it! Don’t hog the cover demon.” Grumbling as he glanced at me snuggled in the plush blanket, jealously.

“But-t, I wa-” - “Shush, move over. Now let’s go to sleep.” interrupting his protest, jumping beneath the covers with him. Yanking more on his side, scolding him.

“Sure, babe,” Sweetly voiced out.

“Ugh!” turning his head, annoyed. Lying on his chest snuggling closer to him. His pervert must be drunk because he usually beats him for sleeping with him. Closing his eyes, grinning to himself, sinking into a deep sleep. Pulling Jay closer to him, basking in all the warmth.

Guess there goes my sweet seduction plan, for now.