God, why was he so fucking adorable. Jared was certain it had to be against the law or a sin of God or something to be as unwittingly adorable as Evan was being right now. Jared just wanted to take that drink away and pull him down on top of him and kiss him. He wouldn't though. He couldn't. It would ruin everything because Evan wouldn't reciprocate his feelings and then wouldn't want to be around him and Jared thought having Evan around at all was better than not having him around.
"Yeah, she's not really one to do that, usually," Jared agreed with a shrug. He'd finished off his drink and lounged on his bed, pressing at Evan's legs with his socked feet. Evan only stared at him. He then asked about Jared's earlier warnings to drink slowly. Jared watched as he looked down at his drink and back up again, confusion in those blue, blue eyes.
Did he mention just how blue those eyes were? Jesus Christ. Yeah, Jared was in a bad way. He wondered whose brilliant idea it was to have them drink. Oh right. It was Jared's. Good job, you.
Jared nodded.
"Uh, yeah. Well. It's always a good idea but when you know what you can drink and how fast you can drink without making yourself sick, then its not as important. This is your first time, so I didn't really think you wanted to spend the end of it with your head halfway down the toilet. Once you know kind of your limit and stuff though, you can drink a bit faster. I mean, you're feeling it already, aren't you? I can tell... you're calmer... not as fidgety. How's it... how's it feel?"
He considered. "You can drink that a bit faster I think, if you want. Just don't rush. And don't over do it. It's gonna hit you faster and harder the faster you drink it..."