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Ivan chuckled and finished packing his things, "Are you sure? Arthur might be here any second."
“Wait you’re paying?” Alfred questioned, he didn’t remember the start of their vacation. He sighed and slumped his gear back in the pillow. He decided he would get up after he felt better. All he knew was his body ached and everything felt hot and cold st the same time. “I’ll get up later.”
Ivan nodded, getting up and fidgeting with his scarf, "Our vacation got cut short, it seems. Don't worry, I'm the one paying for the cabin in the first place." He smiled and started packing up his things, seeming happy despite the fact that they had to leave.
Alfred took them and mumbled into the pillow. “yea.. let’s just.. not talk about it for now.” He sighed and looked at his phone. “We have to go after this.. Arthur knows where we are so.. we should probably go after we don’t feel like shit.”
Ivan nodded, immediately getting the painkillers and handing them to Fredka, "I'm so sorry, are you okay?" He looked genuinely worried about him, sitting down on the bed.
Alfred looked at Ivan and as he saw the others face red, his face instantly flamed red as well and he hid his face in his pillow, whining. “I didn’t forget..” his body burned and aches as he moved. “Medicine.. my bag I have painkillers..”
His phone buzzes again and he reached out, regretting moving and there he saw Arthur text, he groaned and placed it down.
Ivan had managed to make some hangover drinks, seeming to limp over to where Alfred was. He left the drink by the American's bedside table, noticing that they didn't have clothes on. Realization hit him and he went bright red, staring at him.
Alfred was sleeping in bed till he heard noises and ruckus, his eyes prying open and lifted his head. As soon as he did that, his head started to bang immensely. He groaned, and tried to sit up, “Ivan..?” But as he did so, he regretted it. His body felt numb and everywhere in his body aches terribly. He didn’t know why he was hurting, except for the fact that may be getting old. He tried to lay back down but the pain increased and his head wasn’t making it better.
"I'll decide once I'm drunk, for now, let's just down a few bottles," Ivan replied, taking another swig of his vodka.
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Ivan groaned as he struggled to open his eyes, looking at the clock to realize that it was already 3:00 pm. He felt like he hadn't slept at all, his lower body incredibly sore as he got up, realizing he was completely bare as he got dressed as fast as possible, the only things slowing him down being his soreness and the killer hangover he had.
Alfred stared at the bottle and took it taking a huge swig. He was right, it was better if they didn’t remember any of this. He felt his throat burn as he shook his head. “True.. how do you want to continue this?”
"I have a dimension of them in my pocket," he joked(?), giving one to Alfred, "I wanna make sure we don't remember whatever happens next."
He followed Ivan and his heart started to pound widely. What exactly were they going to do? He saw the other take out another vodka. “You seem to be filled with those huh?” He jokes as he stood there, trying to figure out what he was suppose to do next.
Ivan nodded, heading to the bedroom and taking off his heavy jacket. He pulled out another vodka and set it on the bedside table.
He stared at the Russian and slowly laughed. This was silly, this situation. What was he going, what were they doing? But at this point he didn’t care. He stood up and looked at the other, “Lead the way,” he motioned with his hand.
Ivan opened his eyes as the kiss suddenly ended, laughing when he saw Alfred on the floor. "I guess we should have been more careful, huh? Would you like to continue on the bed, Fredka?" He gave a sweet smile, a slight blush on his face.
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