JUSTIN'S POINT OF VIEWV
"Hey." I smiled when I saw him waiting for me. "Did you wait too long?" I asked as I walked closer to him. "Nope, I just arrived a few minutes ago," he said and opened the door for me. "Thanks," I said as I went inside his car.
The other night, we talked about eating dinner together today so Tristan is here to fetch me. He went inside the car too and as soon as he got in, he immediately asked, "Where do you want to eat?" I smiled at him and said, "I'll treat you this time since you paid for last time. It's not as expensive as the dinner you bought me, but the food in that place is really tasty."
I told him the directions to the diner that I was talking about. I go there sometimes when I'm craving for food that taste like home-cooked meals. Daryl isn't always home, so I eat out sometimes when I'm too lazy to cook for myself. The food there is pretty cheap too, so I can afford to eat there from time to time.
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW:
"You know, there's this guy that I've liked for quite some time now but I don't know if he feels the same way," Justin said as he looked at his empty beer mug. His face was flushed and his eyes looked droopy. Tristan chuckled as he reached for Justin's head. "Justin, you're drunk. Let's go home, hmm?" He said as he placed his hand on Justin's head. "No!" He yelled as he shrugged Tristan's hand off. Tristan had given up in trying to bring him home since he has been saying that he doesn't want to go home since earlier. "Alright, we won't go home yet, but you shouldn't drink anymore. You're so drunk right now," Tristan said as he leaned his back on his chair.
Justin nodded as he closed his eyes. Tristan smiled because he thought he looked so cute right now. They way Justin looks right now reminded Tristan of a cat.
As Tristan stared at the drunk man, nodding his head in front of him, he sighed as he remembered how they got into this kind of situation. They were only supposed to eat dinner but Justin insisted on having a drink with Tristan. Although the alpha said he doesn't want to since he still has to drive later, Justin still insisted and said that they should just call a driver later and that he will be paying. Tristan had no other choice but to agree to Justin's whim since he thought that Justin must be facing some kind of problem right now.
"Anyway, back to my story. This guy probably doesn't even have the tiniest clue that I like him," Justin said, emphasizing the word tiny, and putting his forefinger and thumb together as if he's pinching something to show how tiny it is. "So, who's this guy you're talking about?" Tristan said as he leaned while smiling.
He thought that maybe it was him, but a part of him was nervous because maybe he's just getting ahead of himself. 'Is it me?' He thought to himself as he waited for Justin's response. But instead of answering Tristan, Justin popped a question instead.
"Will you go out with me?"
Tristan was taken aback by Justin's sudden proposal. Tristan felt so happy at that moment that he felt like his heart was going to jump from his chest. Although he felt happy, he still thought it was wrong to take advantage of the situation.
'He's way too drunk. I shouldn't take advantage of him while he's in this state, but maybe...'
He took his phone out from his pocket and pressed the camera application in his phone to take a video of Justin. "Can you say it again?" He said as he started recording. "Will... Will you go out with me?" Justin repeated his question and smiled sweetly while looking at Tristan lovingly.
Tristan chuckled as he put his phone down. He stood up from his seat and went to Justin. "Let's just go home, okay? I'm sober now because of what you just said." He helped Justin stand up and thanked the owner of the diner for the meal before they left.
"Should I buy you coffee? It really helps me sober up whenever I'm drunk," Tristan said when they got inside his car. "Hmm..." Justin seemed to be already asleep. He just chuckled and let him be as he drove to Daryl's house.
When they arrived at Daryl's home, he brought Justin into his room with Daryl's guidance. "Please prepare a hangover soup and a hangover medicine for him tomorrow. He might have a really bad hangover tomorrow," Tristan said as he laid him gently on the bed. He tucked him inside his blanket and brushed his hair backwards so his face wouldn't be covered with it.
Daryl sighed as he looked at his friend's flushed face. "Why did he even drink so much?" He muttered to himself and sighed again. "Yes, yes, I will. You can stay here for the night. It's quite late and it seems like you also drank alcohol earlier," Daryl said as he looked at his cousin.
Tristan shook his head and smiled. "No, it's alright. I'll head home now since I still have some things to do. Send my regards to my brothers. I'll head out on my own so please take care of Justin for now," he said as he fixed his clothes.
"Alright, then. Take care on your way home," Daryl bid goodbye as Tristan left the room.
He looked at his friend's face for a few seconds and sighed again. "Justin, you stink. You reek of alcohol, ugh!" He said and sighed.
His eyes widened when Justin suddenly got up from bed. "W-What? What's wrong? Are you mad at me for saying that you sti--- Justin!" He couldn't help but yell after his friend threw up on his clothes.
"I'm totally gonna scold you tomorrow!"
And so, the household was very loud in the morning because of Daryl's scolding. Justin suffered from a very bad hangover while Tristan slept like a baby, knowing that his feelings were actually reciprocated by his love interest.