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Jimmy walked with the drunk Wallace, holding him and forcing Wallace to walk to the darker-haired man’s apartment after a long night at the bar.
“Why did you have to drink so much, Wallace?” Jimmy mumbled awkwardly under his breath while his huge, round glasses jingled as he walked with him. He felt very out of place taking care of Wallace because he had never done anything aside from kissing him that one night. He hopes Stacy wasn't very mad at him.
“I had like... 1 drink.” Wallace sloppily said as he held up 4 fingers in the air, waving them to Jimmy like he was stupid.
“Yes, sure you did,” Jimmy grunted while trying to hold Wallace up. Wallace’s feet moved irregularly while bumping into Jimmy’s feet and body.
They finally arrived, and Wallace went to find his missing keys while he fumbled his hands through his pockets that were laced on his pants.
“Found it,” Wallace murmured before trying to shove the key through the keyhole, but failing miserably. He tried a few more times before Jimmy came in and saved his wasted ass.
“I got it,” Jimmy softly said before taking the key from his slightly shaky hand and opening the door. He hadn’t been to his apartment before, and it was what he imagined it would look like. Very small and very sad.
Wallace hit the futon as he curled onto his side, trying to find his pillow with his hands flailing around on the futon.
“Come on, you have to shower. You don’t want to be gross in the morning.” Jimmy gently squatted to his level, poking at his shoulder a little bit to remind him to get up.
Wallace groaned, shaking his head. “No… I don’t want to.” He tried to ignore Jimmy by closing his eyes tightly and moving his head the other way.
“I mean… do you want… me to wash you up?” Jimmy asked awkwardly. He wasn’t really used to this situation, nor dating guys… actually, he couldn’t even tell if they were dating or not. Wallace just dragged him to the bar because he liked him.
The darker-haired man opened his eyes faintly, thinking about it. Wallace thought he was pretty hot, and thinking about him taking care of him was kind of cute. He then nodded, agreeing and got up. ‘Mm… okay.”
Wallace slumped on Jimmy as he slightly towered over him, wrapping his arms around Jimmy’s waist. Jimmy slightly blushed and hugged him back shyly.
Jimmy brought Wallace to his bathroom slowly and propped him on the toilet. “Do you want me to take off your clothes?” Jimmy asked conscientiously. He really was careful in these types of situations, also because he barely knows Wallace.
“Y…yes,” Wallace slurred as he hiccupped. He lifted his arms for the blonde man to take off his shirt. Jimmy slowly peeled off his sweaty sweater and later on unbuttoned his button-up shirt.
“Why do you wear these so often…? Don’t you get hot?” Jimmy asked curiously with slight concern. No one can survive in those layers except the Wallace Wells.
“I am hot.” Wallace snickered a little at him, looking at Jimmy with his drunk frog eyes.
“You- you are too… You know that?” He flirted as normally, watching a small blush creep upon Jimmy's cheeks.
“Mhm,” Jimmy mumbled awkwardly while he felt the heat hit him, and he tried distracting himself by unbuttoning his pants. He stripped off Wallace’s pants and took off his beaming red boxers.
“Okaay.. Time to get in the shower.” Jimmy said before revealing the shower and moving the shower curtains to the side. He turned the handle to warm and waited for the water to turn warm.
Jimmy lifted Wallace from the toilet with many grunts. “Can’t you walk yourself…?” Jimmy struggled as he finally got Wallace in the shower.
“Y-Yeah, but I just want you to… to bring me,” Wallace smirked widely as he got into the shower, sitting down on the shower floor. The water damped his hair before Jimmy squirted some shampoo into his palm, stopping the stream of water.
“You’re very needy,” Jimmy commented while he lathered the shampoo in his hair, scrubbing his scalp and strands of hair with both of his hands.
Wallace leaned his head towards his hands, comforted by the soft strokes of his hands. “Mmmh… maybe.” He murmured while he stared up towards him, flicking his eyes towards his face and his smooth hair.
“I-I mean, it’s kinda cute,” Jimmy mumbled softly, trying to flirt with him a little. His eyes rolled towards his eyes awkwardly before looking back at his hair and rubbing his scalp.
“Aww, you- you think I’m cute.” Wallace giggled gently, smiling widely as he caressed his head with his hand.
Jimmy blushed as he didn’t know what to say before turning back the water. He ran his hand through his hair while the other hand held the shower head, drenching his soft and short dark hair with water.
He turned off the water and pumped some body wash Wallace owned. It smelled like those cheap scents from the dollar store—specifically, a damp forest.
Jimmy started to apply it to Wallace’s body, scrubbing all over him in a gentle manner.
“You should c-come over again.” Wallace sloppily said as he flipped his wet hair back so he could see Jimmy.
Jimmy wasn’t having a bad time, and he slightly nodded. “I’ll consider it. You’re not bad company.” He said as he rubbed the body wash everywhere, turning on the water and rinsing it off.
“I like you, Jimmy.” Wallace boldly said as Jimmy helped him stand up and get out of the shower. The blond man softly blushes, cracking a small smile while he got his towel and started to dry himself from the top.
“...I like you too, Wallace,” Jimmy said, relaxing, softly breathing out as he bent down to dry him off.
“Do you… want me to stay over for the night?” Jimmy asked as he stood back up, getting some clothes that he had stuffed in his bag earlier in case Wallace threw up on him or something.
He took out a sweater and popped it over his head, and threw it on him. He slipped on his boxers and put on some extra pants he owned.
“Y…Yes, if that’s fine with you.” Wallace said as he softly put his head on Jimmy’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around him once more.
“...Okay,” Jimmy said with a smile, fluffing up Wallace’s wet and short hair.
JIMMY ACHIEVED:
BISEXUALITY
A NEW BOYFRIEND!