You guys asked for it...~ [Nor/Lat]

[jegernorge]

Nils won't lie, he was impressed. The tiny boy, downing a single shot without even a pause? The Norwegian felt challenged, pressed against a wall, because a boy shorter and younger than him could drink like a man while he was basically sipping his vodka like a lady. Nils hissed, nodding to the bet as he took his own glass, downing it just the same way the other had done - and also immediately regretted it, since it burned his throat immensely, but if felt so terribly good. He licked his lips, and ordered two more shots.

"It's a deal." He nodded, leaning back a bit, fixing his cross barrette. What? He knew this would end well, and he had never been exactly drunk before... It sounded both dangerous and thrilling, which was perfect for the Norwegian. Plus, they shared rooms, one of their drunk selves would eventually remember their way to their room and would, indeed, carry the other somehow. He didn't exactly care, and it would be like those stories were two drunk folks wake up in a strange bed... well, maybe they weren't exactly old enough for that yet.

He downed the second shot much like the first, and so it went with the third, fouth... He would stop and smirk up at Raivis, steal a kiss here and there only to hiss at the boy he was falling behind, even when he wasn't. Nils lost the count of how many shots he had downed when he started giggling, a soft and low sound before he cracked up, laughing loudly. He didn't even know what was so funny anymore, but after the fifth shot, everything indeed started to look pretty and light.

"I think those twenty bucks are mine~!" He sang, sipping another shot of vodka - and by now, the bartender had simply left a bottle with them, tired of serving back and forth, always the same thing. "See, I'm not even tipsy." He tried to make and straight face, before he laughed, swaying on his seat until he crashed against the Latvian, wrapping his arms around him. Nils felt so happy, so free, he didn't even care.

Nothing was making exactly much sense, and Raivis should be surprised that he was nuzzling the other yet again, giggling like a schoolgirl or a dumb kid. He felt like being silly and... well, it would help a lot if he would see only one glass instead of three by now. Which only made him laugh louder.

[latvia]

“Nopelt,” Raivis muttered quietly under his breath, then took his second shot. No, he was not really enjoying this. Not enjoying it, but he kind of liked it nonetheless. It wasn’t long before he downed a third shot. And then another. And another. He stopped counting after seven, seeing as it would be pointless to keep trying. That and he couldn’t really focus that well anymore.

Him and Nils were clearly drunk. It didn’t take a genius to figure that out. Raivis downed yet another shot and slammed the glass down on the counter. “Vçl viens!” he shouted, throwing his hands in the air. It took him a moment to realize he had not spoke English. “O-oh, heh, Latvian.” He laughing quietly and rested his forehead on the counter, but only for a moment.

He looked back up and caught sight of the bottle of vodka they had been drinking the whole time. Even if there were more than one of them. He smiled. Why didn’t he think of that before? It was genius. To Raivis it was, but he was a bit…impaired at the moment.

He sat back up – he almost fell backwards out of his chair – and grabbed the neck of the bottle. Before he could drink from it like he was planning to, Nils practically collapsed on him. It was a miracle Raivis didn’t fall out of his chair or drop the bottle on the floor. He placed the bottle down, forgetting about the idea of drinking from it, and laughed loudly.

”See, I’m not even tipsy.”

“Frants, s-stop lying,” Raivis said, still laughing quietly. “I’m totally gonna win. ‘C-cause…’Cause I will.” Yes, Raivis knew he was drunk. He figured that out a bit ago. He just didn’t want Nils to know, as he would probably start thinking he was winning. He wasn’t winning. Raivis was. …He hoped. He didn’t have twenty bucks on him.

[jegernorge]

"Will not." He hissed, still clinging tight to the boy, arms around his waist as he rested his face against the other's shoulder, laughing a bit. He was seeing double, maybe triple, the world was spinning fast and the only thing that sounded safe enough for him to cling to. He was sure none of them were exactly winning, and if things kept going the way they had been so far... My, he didn't even want to think about it.

He giggled, partly at the random burst of Latvian, and part at nothing in particular. He felt like giggling and clinging to the other, and it didn't matter much when he leaned closer to the counter just to grab the bottle, drinking from the neck before pressing the same bottle against Raivis' lips, with a small smirk. "Drink it up." He whispered, tilting the bottle a bit before pulling it back and resting in on the counter. He laughed again, wiping a bit of vodka off the boy's mouth, because obviously, he wasn't on his best to pour drinks' into anyone's mouth. Yet, he was drunk enough to be doing it, even, so... why care?

"But... how will we even walk back to our dorm, hm?" He looked up at the other, raising an eyebrow. They would get one century of detention, and they would be bullied for life. Well... he didn't care, but Latvia sure would cry. He hiccuped, before nuzzling the other, laughing to himself. "I can't walk straight." He confessed, closing his eyes, before reaching over to take another sip of the vodka.

"We're in sooo much trouble!" He cooed, laughing loudly and pulling back. Nils raised both arms, laughing loudly before dropping his head down, pressing his forehead against the counter. "They'll lock us up,and cut our hands." He hummed, tapping his finger against the wood. "They'll take our powers!" He gasped, sitting up again and grabbing Raivis by the collar of his shirt. "We must run!" He yelped, before laughing again.

[latvia]

Raivis couldn’t even care less about the contest anymore. In fact, he kind of forgot what the contest started with. Heck, he could barely even remember what the contest was about, anyway. The only thing he could really focus on, if anything, was the fact that Nils was hugging him. Hugging him. Raivis didn’t even know Nils liked hugs. Well, he was drunk – as they both were – but still.

“Hey, um…” Raivis paused, trying to remember what he was going to say. “Hey, uh, I was wondering. D-do you—“ He was cut short when Nils shoved the neck of the bottle up to his mouth and tried to pour most of the liquid down his throat. Surprisingly, he was okay with that. He even drank a mouthful of the vodka, while the rest he just kind of coughed up in surprise. Great, now he had alcohol all over the front of his shirt.

Then Nils start nuzzling him. Freaking nuzzling him. It was only for a moment, but it was something. Raivis knew this was not the proper response, but he laughed. Hard. Very hard. It was just absurd to think that Nils would ever nuzzle anyone, especially Raivis. It was hilarious in his mind, especially in this drunken state.

”But… how will we even walk back to our dorm, hm? I can’t walk straight.”

“Uh.” Raivis thought for a moment, still giggling quietly. How would they get back? They couldn’t take a car. Neither of them could walk straight. “Maybe…I think we have to walk anyway.” He stood up from his chair, only to start wobbling immediately and sit right back down. “O-okay, um…I don’t- I don’t know what we’re going to do. Something. We’re going to do something.”

Then Nils started freaking out. Gradually, though. It ended with him grabbing Raivis’ collar and basically shouted in his face before bursting out into more laughter. Nils was sure happy when he was drunk. Laughed a lot, too. More than most people Raivis has seen. “Wait, wait wait!” Raivis practically shouted. “What if we- …Wh-what if we went back and, uh, skipped class tomorrow. So, like, no one will know. And we won’t get in trouble. It’s like- …It’s like perfect.”

[jegernorge]

It felt like Raivis had just spoken the very words he wanted to hear: let's skip school tomorrow. Nils grinned from ear to ear, letting go of Raivis' shirt, leaning against the counter. "Well..." He chuckled, running his hands trough his hair. "I suppose we can go back, yes, and I'll keep quiet if you also do." He winked, jumping off his seat and quickly holding onto the counter. He felt dizzy from the sudden movement, blinking slowly and grabbing onto the wood tight, then slowly, he pulls back, enough to keep some balance.

"Here we go.." He starts, fumbling with his pockets before he finds his wallet, dropping some money to the bartender. It takes a while for him to the the money straight, and he laughs like it's nothing. The bartender doesn't even care, but Nils seemed to have fun with it enough. He engages in a chat, and the bartender even lets them take their bottle home - it was half-full, still! He tapped the boy so he'd also get up and leave, holding their bottle with a hand while guiding Raivis with the other. Soon, his free arm was around Raivis' waist, and they were stumbling out of the bar. Nils was giggling quite happily, because the night had- well, was going awesome.

He was surprised, because after all, Raivis was a great company, especially after a few sips of vodka. He felt... weird when he served the other, to put things that way, and now that they were close, and alcohol was on his shirt from his little act, the picture wouldn't get off his mind. He growled, stumbling on the grass but somehow keeping their balance, bottle firm on his hand. They saw a drunk never loses his drink, well... made perfect sense. Yet, he remember Raivis was about to ask something, and now he was curious as to what, exactly.

"Hm.. Listen." He asked, voice a bit different because of the alcohol. "You told me you were wondering something, ye were going to ask me something." He waved a finger, looking down at the other. "It'll take a while for us to arrive, anyway." He shrugged, clinging to the other as much as he could, even if it meant he'd have to lose his balance. He was grinning like a child, but still, he was enjoying things so far.

Nils hoped they'd arrive soon to their dorm, that no one would caught them, and after he and Raivis woke up, by morning, they could even hang out while everybody was having classes. He laughed, because it was all so perfect, he had even forgotten they shared dorms with two other guys, one of them being no other than Matthews.

"Hurry up!" He beamed, and quickened the pace.

[latvia]

“’Course I’ll keep quiet,” Raivis said as he got up from his chair. He wobbled a bit, but kept one hand on the edge of the counter to stay balanced. “I-I’ve always kept quiet about getting drunk.” After he said that he practically collapsed right on the counter. His arms were crossed, he was bent down, and he rested his forehead on his arms. Yeah, he was starting to feel a bit sick. He never got more than a bit sick when he got drunk. It was surprising, really.

When Nils grabbed him, Raivis was taken a bit off guard. He had actually almost fallen asleep on the counter. He stumbled and came extremely close to falling, but somehow managed to stay upright and lean against Nils a little bit for support. It was a miracle that both of them managed to stay upright for this long, especially when they got on the grass.

”You told me you were wondering something, ye were going to ask me something.”

Raivis blinked a few times. He couldn’t remember if he had said anything, but he must have if Nils remembered it. It took him a moment of thought to remember, and when he did he kind of didn’t want to ask anymore. It confused him on why he asked in the first place. He had slowed down a bit right about the same time Nils told him to speed up, which caused him to stumble a bit.

When he finally got his footing and managed to keep up with Nils’ pace, Raivis swallowed. “Um, I was gonna ask if, uh… Oh, what the hell. Do you love me, Nils?” He looked up at the other with pleading eyes. It seemed like the best thing to ask. They were both drunk and probably wouldn’t remember the question the next day anyway. Plus, he wanted to know. Nils clearly liked him if he had agreed to go on a date in the first place, but it was just the question of if Nils feelings were the same as Raivis’.

[jegernorge]

"Oh, what the hell. Do you love me, Nils?”

Love. Love. Love. The word echoed in his drunk mind much like a curse, as he paused and stared at nothing for a while. What kind of question was that? He liked the boy enough to hug, nuzzle and even kiss him, what else he wanted? Nils narrowed his eyes, jerking his lips to the side in a disgusted motion, before he looked down at Raivis. He saw the boy looking back up at him with expectant eyes, pleading ones, and...well, he couldn't say no to them.

"What a stupid question." He hissed, nudging the other a bit closer. "I do, idiot." He mumbled, before smirking and leaning down enough to kiss his forehead, pulling back and laughing after. "Why would I be with you still, if I didn't?" He teased, looking into Raivis eyes before he began walking once more at a slow pace.

"Question is... do you? I thought you and Matthew had something, the way he's always trying to save your balls and whatnot." He simply talked, not looking at anything in particular but keeping his gaze undeniably forward, maybe he wouldn't trip this way. His legs were still swagging, and he still couldn't walk a perfect straight line. Well, he knew once he could, there would be a horrible headache coming along. Another thing, he could keep Raivis close who was much warmer than him, and cling to him once they were safe in their dorm. "Well, I'm cooler." He smirked.

Nils gasped slightly once he saw the school grounds, that enormous building and all the concrete and a few lights on. He could barely see where he was going, or if there were any guards around. Cursing under his breath, the Norwegian took a small sip of his vodka before he began walking into the campus. Where was the dorm again? ... Crap. He frowned, and nudged Raivis, squeezing his hip gently.

"Listen, where do we go now, hm? Do you see any guards or something? Shit..." He cursed again, still keeping the Latvian close as he walked, looking at both sides, sometimes even running. He didn't have any powers to keep him invisible, and he wasn't on the right mind to play secret agent. He crouched against a wall, near a staircase, and giggled softly, covering his mouth after. "This is so thrilling!" He gasped, smiling at Raivis and quickly hugging the other. "We must arrive at room 201. You lead the way." He hissed against the other's ear, trying to be silent but failing miserably.

He stayed there, clinging to the small teen for a while, before he awkwardly got up, offering the other a hand. He held a small grin too, as in... lead the way, boyfriend. But his eyes still couldn't be that romantic.

[latvia]

Nils said he loved him. He actually said it. Raivis was beside himself in happiness; so much that he wanted to just stop right there and never go back to their dorm – to just stay with Nils all night, and maybe even all morning. But, of course, that wasn’t going to happen. He was a bit surprised to hear the question returned, along with a comment on him and Matthew.

“O-oh, no, there’s nothing there,” he said, making a hand gesture a person would use if they were shooing someone out of a room. “Well, I used to like him, but he sees me like a…I don’t know, brother or something. It’s fine though.” He leaned his head on Nils’ shoulder. “I’m much better off with you.”

Wow, he was being so lame. He giggled at the thought. It was almost exactly like one of those romance books he had read recently, except neither the boy or girl was drunk. Oh, and that was the thing: It was always a boy and a girl. There was no book he has ever read that had two boys in this situation. Therefore, it was a wonder he was doing so well. It was most likely the alcohol.

”Listen, where do we go now, hm? Do you see any guards or something? Shit..."

“Guards?” Raivis repeated. “U-um, no, I don’t see anything.” He looked closer, but he still couldn’t see anyone. No movement at all. Well, there was actually plenty of movement, but that was only because he was swaying slightly. Would wouldn’t when you drank that much alcohol? Still, there still didn’t seem to be anyone in sight. That was good. They might actually get away with this.

”You lead the way.”

“Whoa.” Raivis held his hands up in front of him and closed his eyes for a moment. “I…I don’t think you want me to do that.” He swayed more than before for a moment, and during that time he seemed to have made a decision. “Actually…Here, give me that.” He pointed at the bottle of vodka in Nils’ hands and swiped it from him before he could hand it off. He took a big gulp of the drink and handed it back, using Nils’ outstretched hand to help him stand up.

“Okay, um…” He never let go of Nils hand and just used that to drag him along down the halls. He wasn’t walking straight at all. In fact, he walked much straighter when Nils was leading him. He was so used to leaning on the other teen that this sudden change just threw him off-guard.

He tripped and staggered once, twice, three times before he managed to find dorm 201 and collapse against the door. Giggling quietly, he opened the door as quickly as possible – which wasn’t very fast at all – and collapse into the room, this time actually falling on the floor. He giggled louder, managing to get up on his own before hugging Nils tightly around the waist. “I found it~” he practically sang.

_{(Failpost. I'm so sorry about this. orz)}

[jegernorge]

Be pulled around the school campus wasn't exactly pleasing. He was drunk, so walking - well, they were running by now - was the last thing he wanted to do. Still, he and Raivis swayed around the corridors, giggling like two kids. Of course, it was cute that Raivis had taken his hand after the shot of vodka, and he felt bad when the other said he felt something for Matthew, but not quite. He felt great when Raivis said he was better off with him. Him. Nils grinned, running to his bedroom even faster, not even caring if they were waking up every single other student on their way.

They crashed against the door, and Nils giggled along with Raivis as the smaller boy pushed the door open, swaying and tripping. He followed shortly after, sneaking into dorm and quietly closing the door behind him afterwards, looking down at Raivis with a smirk. The boy had fallen on the floor, and he was laughing out of his pain. Nils had to raise one eyebrow at him, licking his lips softly as he chuckled, resting a hand on his hips and strutting them a bit. He did look disturbingly cute there, laughing on the floor, almost laying down and looking up at him. Nils narrowed his eyes, and he was about to kneel down, but instead, Raivis latched his arms around his waist.

Nils gasped in surprise, almost tripping but soon getting his balance back, looking down at him. Stupid kid, making him so... damnit. He wrapped his arms around the other's neck, a bit loosely, taking some steps back until his back was pressed against a wall. Well, they were drunk, so if he could get even a bit of balance, of help, it'd be more than welcome.

"You did." He grinned, sneaking a hand until to tangle it in Raivis' blond locks. Nils leaned a bit down, pressing their foreheads together, chuckling to himself. "What a good boy you are, love." He hummed, maybe louder than necessary, before pulling back to rest his head on the wall. "We escaped all of them, the guards, the prefects, even annoying students~" He cooed, arms loosening a bit as he moved his hands down to the boy's shoulders. God knows where the bottle of vodka was, by now. "We're drunkenly safe!" he cheered, laughing after.

It felt great, although a bit awkward, to be sandwiched between the wall and Raivis, but he felt comfortable. The boy was warm, much warmer than him, and despite the fact he wasn't even using his powers on the boy, it felt like a blanket, so warm. He smirked, and when he was about to tilt his head down again to nuzzle the boy, his eyes caught something, a small lump in one of the beds. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, wondering what the... oh, wait. Waaait. Bingo. Nils smirked widely, like a Chesire cat, and laughed to himself, wasn't that the same one they had been just talking about? He couldn't resist, then. If that was Matthew, he'd have to be his jerk self.

"Raivis..." He called, changing his voice tone to something a bit more... annoying to the Canadian, and maybe pleasing to the Latvian. "I wonder, should we keep drinking? If we're really going to skip school tomorrow, we have so much free time!" He added, maybe too sweetly, as he rested his chin on the other's shoulder, his hands traveling to his back. He kept staring at the bed, glaring even at that lump he knew who was. While that, however, he gently nibbled on Raivis' neck, giggling a bit.

Are you bothered by this? Disturbed maybe, dear Matthew? Oops. Nils thought, smirking to himself as he kept playing with Raivis' skin. Oh, thank Odin he was drunk.

[elpis]

Matthew had been kept awake by worry until now. Raivis had disappeared ages ago, and Matthew couldn’t help but be worried about him. It was silly – Raivis was probably fine, Matthew was just overreacting. But he still couldn’t sleep. Nils was nowhere to be found either, and though he rather liked the absence of the Norwegian, he kept imagining all sorts of wild situations that might be happening. Oh, the curse of being a writer. Originality in all the wrong places.

He froze when he head the door open. He just lay there for a minute as he heard Nils’ and Raivis’ strangely happy voices float into the room. And then Nils… Maple. Matthew hoped he was just mishearing, but that didn’t seem to be the case. He was out of bed in an instant, glaring at the two. Hanging off each other like a couple – or drinking partners, which seemed closer to the truth – and Nils was biting Raivis' neck - MAPLE what on earth was going on?

“What the hell,” Matthew hissed. “Do you think you’re doing? Stumbling in late at night like a couple of drunks – no, not like, you ARE a couple of drunks – hanging off each other and giggling like schoolgirls. What were you THINKING?”
Even to himself, he sounded a little like a nagging mother. But really, he had no idea what to do or say. Having your best friend stumble in drunkly with your archenemy isn’t exactly the easiest situation to respond to.

“You go out drinking when you’re both horribly underage, come back practically in the middle of the night,” Matthew was trying not to yell. Their other roommate was sound asleep, as well as plenty of other people, no doubt. “With Nils hanging off of you like… Like…”
He couldn’t think of a word to describe Nils’ current behavior, so he just dropped it.

“Honestly, Raivis!” Matthew could feel frost start to coat his skin. His breath came out in little clouds from the cold, but for now, the lowered temperate seemed mostly just close around him.
“You’re the last person I expected to come stumbling in, drunk out of your mind. And Nils is the last person I’d expect you to come stumbling in with.”

Matthew trailed off with an annoyed hiss. He could continue ranting and lecturing, but he really doubted either of them would pay attention, and it wouldn’t help much anyway. The temperate stopped dropping, and started warming up again, melting the frost off of Matthew.

“As much as I hate to say it, it might actually be better for you two to skip school tomorrow,” he sighed, his voice softening. “Who knows what’d happen if they found out, and you'll porbably feel awfyl anyway. Best to just… Sleep it off, or whatever.”

“But I’ll make sure you don’t drink another drop,” he hissed, harsh again. “And if you start throwing up or something, I will not feel sorry for you. You brought it on yourself.”

[latvia]

Raivis was totally content at the moment; so content that for a while he didn’t hear Matthew scolding them. He just hugged Nils tighter around the waist, pulling him even closer. He giggled very quietly under his breath. He wanted Nils to stop biting him, but he wasn’t about to say that to him. It was nice, even though he didn’t like it so much.

”Honestly, Raivis!”

That was when the youngest teen realized Matthew was standing there. He blinked a few times and turned to stare at the Canadian. He was ranting again, like he sometimes does. It’s turned into a normal thing with him. Raivis just kind of blocked him out, pretending to pay attention. That was easy to do, as he could barely pay attention anyway. The only thing he really caught was when Matthew said they should skip school tomorrow. That made him smile.

“Good!” he exclaimed. “We were gonna skip school anyway, s-so it all works out!” His smiled widened and he giggled a bit. He swayed side to side for a moment, as if he was swaying to the beat of a song. Once he was done with that (it only lasted a few seconds) he loosened his grip on Nils and raised his arms to hug the Norwegian higher up.

An idea suddenly occurred to the Latvian. He didn’t know how Matthew would react to it, but he didn’t spend time thinking about that for a long time. It was a great idea in his mind, and if Matthew agreed it would be so fun. Well, that was the outcome in his mind, anyway.

“H-hey, Matthew,” he said, his speech slurring slightly. “Maybe- …Maybe you could come with us next time.” He smiled broadly at Matthew. “That’d be cool, right? It’s fun, I promise!” Raivis tightened his hug on Nils and buried his face in the other’s shirt, giggling quietly. He was having way too much fun with this.

_{(Failpost. I'm so sorry. orz)}

[jegernorge]

Nils grinned and purred as Raivis pulled him closer by the waist, which simply and instantly blocked pretty much more than half of what Matthew had said. He, instead, focused on the boy's laugh, vivid and happy, as they clung to each other. He smiled and laughed more, nuzzling the boy and messing his hair before looking at Matthew, from Raivis shoulder, his lips still pressed against the other's skin. Oh, how horribly boring...

“With Nils hanging off of you like… Like…”

Nils cracked up, smirking at Matthew and sticking his tongue out at him. "I'm clinging to him because I love him!" He added, loud and with glee. "We kissed~!" He nearly purred, swinging his head before laughing again, dropping his head down. Next, he lowered his voice, whispering a soft "...we're dating." before he covered his mouth with a hand, giggling again. This was quite fun.

He ignored the boy's words for another bit, as he rambled more, and yelled and accused them of- dear, he was worse than a mother, wasn't he? He just focused on Raivis instead. He had shouted something about how great it would be if they skipped school the next day and oh, hadn't they already set this? Nils grinned and nodded repeatedly about how great it would be, but he had to frown when Raivis asked Matthew to tag along next time. What?! They have had enough fun by themselves, and... did Matthew even drink? He barely imagined the Canadian completely drunk before he laughed again.

“That’d be cool, right? It’s fun, I promise!”

"Oh, it would be so much fun!" He shouted and nodded after, grinning and laughing again. By now Raivis had wrapped his arms around him and was nuzzling his chest. He looked down at him and wrapped his arms around his waist, holding him close and laughing along. They would look like a cute pairing, if they weren't completely drunk. Nils grinned up at Matthew as he pulled Raivis closer - if that was even possible - still chuckling softly.

"What now, mom?" He teased. "Will you put us to sleep, or something? I don't want to sleep all aloooone!" He pouted, like an abandoned child, but he just couldn't keep his face straight for more than two seconds. And the angry face stamped on the other was... geez, it was hilarious!

[elpis]

It was impressive that Matthew hadn’t snapped yet. A shorter tempered person would’ve been slapping or freezing or otherwise attacking the clingy duo if they were as angry as he was now. He doubted either one of them had heard half of what he’d just said – granted, he’d sorta stopped listening to himself as well – and if there was one thing he hated, it was being ignored. They were drunk, so maybe it was a but much to expect them to listen to him ranting, but it didn’t change the fact that it annoyed him to no end.

Raivis had obviously just heard his suggestion about skipping school. Matthew’s eye twitched, but he didn’t say anything more about it. He’d just have to talk to them about it in the morning, when the might be a little more sober… For now, it seemed like the only thing to do was get them to bed or something. Matthew didn’t really have any idea what to do otherwise, and if he tried to deal with them anymore, he’d probably end up freezing them into a couple ice cube. Or at least, he’d probably freeze Raivis into an ice cube, which he’d really prefer to avoid.

"I'm clinging to him because I love him! We kissed~! ...We're dating."

“Maybe you could come with us next time. That’d be cool, right? It’s fun, I promise!”

"What now, mom?"

Matthew glared at the duo. If looks could kill, he’d be left staring at a couple of corpses. He could pass off the kiss and the dating as drunkenness, no need to freak out about that. No need, of course not. Why would Raivis be dating Nils, of all people? It simply didn’t make sense. Though, given how they were hanging off each other, and Nils’ actions that made Matthew’s stomach turn with disgust, it almost seemed possible… No. He simply refused to admit it.

“I’m not about to go drinking until it’d legal for me to do so,” he hissed. Truthfully, he probably wouldn’t go drinking even then. It was just an awful thing to do to yourself, no matter how “fun” it was. Matthew could rant for hours about the dangers of alcohol, but now wasn’t the time. “And so long as I can help it, there won’t BE a next time.”

His powers grew stronger with anger, but now wasn’t really a time for attack. He could barely hold himself back from freezing both of them to the wall, or creating an ice cage around them both, or freezing the blood in their veins… The thoughts swirled in the back of his head, and tiny snowstorms swirled around his ankles, dusting the floor in powdery white snow.

“Now,” Matthew said, trying not to get even angrier at the “mom” comment. It was probably a pretty accurate description of how he was acting at the moment anyway.
“Would be a good time to go to sleep, yeah. Hell if I care about you sleeping together, so long as you sleep. I don’t bloody care how awkward interrupting sex would be, but I swear I’ll stop you two if you start going in that direction. I can barely stand to look at you two right now, and morning would really be a better time for intelligent conversation.”

He pointed at an empty bed, not caring who’s it was at the moment. So long as the slept somewhere, he would be… Well, not exactly content or happy, more like simply satisfied. The words had flown out of his mouth without thought, and he didn’t even really care what he was saying anymore. So long as Raivis and Nils slept without having sex or Matthew freezing either of them to death, the night would be fine. He would simply get them to sleep and deal with them in the morning.

…Oh maple. He really was turning into a mother, wasn’t he? Though he doubted many mothers dealt with a situation like this.
...Actualy, scratch that. He didn't even WANT to know what mothers had to deal with.