tony got the strongest thing he possibly could and downed two of them. He felt more than a little dizzy and he laid his head down, closing his eyes and then feeling slightly sick. He knew he shouldn't have had that much to drink. He was so dizzy and he knew he'd probably pass out.

Tim finished his drink before looking over at Tony. He frowned when he saw the state his friend was in. That wasn't good... He should probably get the other man home now. He didn't think he was fit to drive right now, so Tim pulled out his phone and called for a taxi. "All right Tony. I think it's time you to go home."

Tony couldn't focus long enough to really know, or care what Tim said. He just kept his head down, trying to stay awake and not throw up. He was sick and completely out of it. The bartender shook her head. "Sad." She muttered while cleaning a glass. It was obvious the man wasn't going to be able to carry himself out of this bar.

Tim knew Tony was completely out of it, so he just left the other man alone for now. He ignored what the bartender was saying as he finished his drink. He got a message on his phone, saying that the taxi was there, so he turned to Tony. "Alright. Let's go." He said, not caring if the other man was listening. He grabbed hold of the man and helped him up, keeping a firm grip on him so he wouldn't fall.

Tony kind of just let Tom drag him to the car. He was sooo out of it. He felt sick too. "Where we going?" He asked, kind of not able to think. He forgot that he was just supposed to be going home now. His head was swimming. He hoped Tim tried to help him stand until they went to the taxi.

Tim wasn't going to let Tony fall. Even though he wasn't walking quite straight himself, he was going to get them both to the taxi. "I'm taking you home." He said, wrapping an arm around Tony's waist, holding him up as he walked out of the bar and into the taxi. He gave the driver the address for the other man's place and they were off.

Tony just nodded a little and let himself be taken out to the taxi. The driver was eying them funny in the mirror, but didn't say anything. He started to drive and Tong let his head slump onto Tim's shoulder, yawning and then slurring a but as he spoke. "so, you wanna stay at my house?" He asked, not really thinking at all. As far as he was concerned, he just thought they should do like they'd done before. He wanted someone to sleep with tonight, and in his drunken state, Tim seemed like a good choose.

Tim was glad that Tony was going along with him without any complaint. He ignored the look the driver was giving them, it just wasn't worth worrying about. He leaned back in his seat, glancing at the other man curiously. "Yeah... I don't mind." It wouldn't be that bad to crash on Tony's couch. Plus, they could share a taxi in the morning to go back to the bar to get their cars. He muffled a yawn, feeling exhaustion creeping up on him quickly. He hoped he could stay awake long enough for them to get there.

Tony nodded his agreement. "Good." He answered. They were at the place before long and he staggered out of the cab, leaving Tim to pay for it. He wasn't thinking at all and threw up as he tried to walk. He was so sick feeling at that moment.

Tim was close to falling asleep by the time the taxi got to Tony's. He pulled out his wallet, not really minding that he was paying, before getting out. He staggered after the other and took a tight, but gentle, hold on him. "Come on. We need to get you to bed." Once Tony was settled in, then Tim could worry about himself.

Tony looked at Tim and then let himself be put to bed. "Hmmmm you should lay with me." he hummed, not meaning it the way it sounded at all. He didn't really know what he was doing. He was drunk and in a weird mood that involved wanting to cuddle Tim. He really liked the guy even if he didn't want to say so. He couldn't remember how hurt he was with Tim at the moment.

Tim thought for a moment. Should he do as Tony wanted? Or just go lay in the other room? Part of him wanted one thing and another wanted the opposite. Unfortunetly for him, he did want to lay with the other man. So he sighed lightly before nodded and taking a seat on the side of the bed. "Yeah. All right." He said, slipping his shoes off. He honestly didn't care where he laid down. He was too tired to care.

Tony made an almost purr like noise. He grabbed around Tim's waist and pulled him close. He kissed tim's neck after pulling him into the bed. "So, what do you want to do?" He asked with a suggestive smirk

Tim raised an eyebrow lightly at the noise Tony made. That was odd... He wasn't going to put much thiught in it though. A small smile formed on his face from the position they were in and he felt his body relaxing. He could think of a few things he wanted to do right now, but there was no way he was going to try anything with Tony having drunk that much. "We should probably go to sleep."

Tony frowned at tim's answer. "Isn't there something we can do better than sleep?" He asked and then kissed the other's neck as a hint at what he wanted.

Tim felt his breath catch in his throat. He wanted to take Tony up on his offer, he really did. But he didn't know whether or not it would be a good idea. After all, the other did have a lot to drink and Tim didn't want to end up making the wrong choice and having his friend hate him for it. Of course, he had a lot to drink also, so they both probably weren't thinking straight. "I don't know..." He muttered, his thoughts confusing him.

Tony whined in slight annoyance mixed with dissapointment. "Can't you think of something you want to do? He asked, starving for some kind of romantic attention. He couldn't stand the word no.

Tim was silent for a long moment, trying to think it over. Part of him was saying that it would be s good idea to sleep with Tony. That was the part that was winning, but it was also the drunkenness part of his mind making the decision. A very small part of his sober part of his mind was saying it was a bad idea, but that part was losing. So Tim sighed and shifted his body so that he was a little more comfortable. He paused for just a moment before moving so that he could kiss the other man.

Tony returned the kiss with enough passion to be considered crazy. There was something about his partner that was appealing and always made him make the wrong chioice. He wasn't using his mind, only feelings, emotions, and liquor. That was his way and that was how it was going to be. He wouldn't have it any other way though. This could be the last time he shared such a moment with Tim. After this he was going to get serious about finding a real relationship.

Tim didn't really mind much how Tony was kissing him. To be honest, he was giving back as good as he got. He put a hand on the back of the other man's neck, pulling him even closer. He wanted nothing more to have his partner closer. If he was thinking with a clear head, which he obviously wasn't, he probably wouldn't even be in this situation. But all he could think about was how good this felt and how he never wanted it to end. He wanted this moment to last for as long as it could and he was determined to make it happen.

Tony smiled against Tim's lips. "Hmmm... This is so....nice..." he said quietly. He was happy right now. He may have been drunk, but he hoped to never sober up. He could've lived happily in this one moment for forever.

Tim made a sound of agreement from the back of his throat. He had to agree. This was very nice. He didn't exactly want this to end and he wasn't going to let it until he was ready for it. He shifted his body closer to Tony's, pulling the other man even closer.

((-awkward turtle- shall we move to email? You'll have to send first since I don't have your email anymore. It was in my iPod that died.))

Tim drifted off to sleep rather quickly, keeping a firm, but gentle hold on Tony while he slept. He had a rather peaceful sleep and for that he was grateful because he woke up sooner than he would have liked. It took a few seconds before he was able to recognize where he was and when he did, he moved away from the other man cautiously. He moved quickly, but quietly, not wanting to wake Tony up as he headed to the bathroom. He felt a little sick from what he drank last night and he would feel a lot better once he finished in the bathroom.

Tony woke a bit later than Tim, groaning miserably as his head pounded. He felt rather dirty to since he'd not taken a shower before going to sleep. He got up and walked into the bathroom, not caring that Tim was in there. He threw up a few times and then walked back out, waiting for his turn to take a bath and all of that. He wished to be clean. He was just feeling lonely again. He knew this was the last time he'd wake up next to Tim. He was still going to stick with his serious relationship plan.