for~ yokunaru

[kingfuckboy]

JJ - from time to time - made very poor decisions. He wouldn't admit it, but it was due to in part to his age. Still a teenager by all technicalities, and immature for his age, these choices typically were quite harmless. This was a time where they were not. JJ barely remembered what happened halfway through the night. He had one shot, two shot, three shot, four... shots. That's when he stopped remembering things. He was a young person, enjoying a trip abroad, and making terrible decisions.

Indeed, not every decision made at happy hour was a good one.

None of them seemed to be this time.

When he woke up with a pounding headache, he was somewhere unfamiliar. A hotel it looked like. He moved about the room for his belongings. He gathered up his clothes, got dressed, and looked around for his phone. It was getting close to dead. He didn't know where he was exactly.

He didn't want to ask for help, either. He was above that.

But - since he had offered - he opted to text someone who he knew would help him - Yuuri Katsuki. He shared minimal details.

Strange hotel. You offered help. Don't say a thing.

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[yokunaru]

Yuuri remembered typing the words out on his cell phone screen last night. He remembered pressing send. And yet, Yuuri had never expected that JJ would actually take him up on it. Glancing at the screen in the morning had given him one of the biggest shocks of his life.

Immediately feeling much more awake, Yuuri sat up in his bed and fired off a response.

I won't. But you'll have to give me more information than that. What strange hotel? Do you have the address?