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May 10, 2126, the Betsy-ii had just lifted off into space.
The crew was having a small party to celebrate the launch, and two young men were going just a bit overboard with the drinks.
Wuan hung his arm over Jonas’ shoulder, his smile crooked. He had always been very fond of the captain, and tonight would be the night he decided to shoot his shot.
“You got any plans tonight?” Wuan bit his lip, and moved his hand closer to Jonas’ neck. Jonas turned to look at wuan, letting out a small chuckle as he started to catch onto what his crewmate was trying to do
He picked up his glass, winked at Wuan, and asked for a refill.
Wuan on the other hand, was more focused on getting the captain than more drinks. He cleared up his throat and decided to speak his mind.
“Well, if you don’t have anything planned… I was thinking…” He gagged, butterflies were forming in his stomach, and not the fun kind. Jonas turned to look at his coworker. His face was quickly turning red as he clenched his stomach.
He was clearly too drunk for another drink, so he quickly cancelled the refills. “Let’s… take a break from the drinks, Wuan. Or else you’ll be spewing all over the place.” Jonas rubbed Wuan’s shoulders, And Wuan did the same, pulling Jonas in for a kiss.
“Just for tonight?” Wuan looked at him with some of the biggest puppy dog eyes in the entire universe, Jonas immediately pushed him away- he had to think this over.
He knew Wuan was on the verge of puking at any second, but at the same time, he could never resist a kiss from that hot face of his.
Still, he pushed Wuan back. He didn’t want to be a trashcan for his friend to throw up in, at least, not quite yet. He’d have to be way more drunk to do something as stupid as that…
…
…Or maybe he didn't, he wasn't gonna drink much more anyways, he was the captain! He should be the last person to be horrifically hungover in the morning, and the first man to make out with a drunken twink in space. He could make history with this one simple kiss!
He placed his hand on his (boy)friend's chest, Grabbing onto it and pulling him right in, "Wuan." his voice husky, breathing heavy, and his eyes glistening as he stared at his potential lover. He lifted his hand, but kept his index finger on his chest, moving it up his neck and right under the chin, lifting it up as a devilish smirk grew on his face. "Wuan, look at me."
Wuan did not look at Jonas, he looked everywhere but where he was asked to.
"Look at me with those hot eyes of yours, babe."
"Since when were you…" Wuan had only ever seen Jonas do this with the ladies, he never even considered his own best friend could do this to him. And with such passion too…
"Shhh… Good boy… Who's a good boy…" Jonas ruffled through Wuan's hair, "Does the good boy want a kiss from the captain of the Betsy-ii himself?" he leaned in closer, staring right into Wuan's soul, Wuan squealed, giggling and kicking his feet, all while his nausea grew.
"Ooohhh my god… Yes Joey…" he went right in for the kiss, right as their lips touched, Wuan’s leftovers came right back up to bite him in the ass.
Chunks of halfway digested meat and vegetables came right out of Wuan’s throat and spewed right into Jonas’ mouth, droplets of fresh orange-yellow bile dripping down their necks, they froze, they didn't want to let eachother go. Not just because they were deeply in love, but also because if they even moved an inch, the rest of the remains would be pouring out of their mouths.
The entire crew had turned to look at them, each of them mortified and disgusted at the sight of their crewmates… "Uniquely flavored" kiss.
M1 was the first to approach the two, quickly separating them. He turned to Jonas. Disappointed in the captain's unprofessional behavior.
"You know this isn't acceptable behavior! Getting your crewmates sick like that… I knew we should've separated you two!" M1 sternly talked down to the captain. He was ready to give an entire lecture on how unprofessional his behavior was, and how he didn't even deserve to be the captain after this, when Jonas felt the need to clarify who exactly was the barfbag here.
"Actually M1, it was Wuan who threw up…" Jonas looked down at his shirt, which was now so incredibly stained, he'd probably have no choice but to throw it out later. Thanks, Wuan.
Wuan, flustered, had ran straight out of the room before M1 could give him a proper reckoning. Jonas followed him, telling M1 he had to check up on his now sick crewmate.
The crew had all stared at eachother, one of them had to clean up the mess the two had made. And none of them wanted to do it.
"Well, until one of you decides to clean up the mess our… "Friends" made, I'm going to go have a proper discussion with them." M1 rolled out of the room, leaving the rest of the crew to question… what the hell just happened..?
Wuan ran into his and Jonas' room, he locked the door on his way in, not wanting to even look at Jonas after what had happened, he sat on his bed, his head in hands, as he feared for the future of their relationship.
"Wuan?" He lifted his head, it was Jonas. And he didn't seem mad at all, Wuan got up, hugged Jonas, and spilled his tears onto his shoulder as he mumbled a barley legible apology. Jonas patted him on the back, hushing him and assuring him that he wasn't upset at him. "Dude. Calm down. I'm not M1." Jonas laughed, "We all have our embarrassing moments man!" he said, overjoyed, Wuan was surprised to see him so unfazed by what just happened, his tears subsided, he let out a chuckle, and then another, and then another, eventually, they were both laughing about it.
"Now, go take a shower, and give me your shirt so I can wash it." Jonas' tone had suddenly switched to be more serious, Wuan, flustered, immediately threw his shirt off and handed it to the captain. Giving him an almost devious, slutty smirk, "Anything for you, my love." He kissed Jonas on the cheek, waving at him as he skipped into the shower. What a guy.
Jonas turned around, being stopped right in his tracks by M1.
"Captain. we need to talk."
The captain's face flushed red, "This is about… "The incident", correct?"
"Yes."
"…Fuck"