my mouth tastes like booze and bad decisions (Tuckington, AU, NSFW mentioned, 1.7k)
i’m sick as fuck, here’s some unedited fluff. take it and leave me here to die.
It takes Washington a good minute of lazy wakefulness, crushed under the gentle weight of layers of blankets and pleasant fading dreams, to realize he’s not alone in bed. A few seconds after that, and a deep inhale of sheets that smell like sex and unfamiliar detergent, and he realizes it’s not even his own bed.