Jae Ha drinks often enough that his tolerance is through the roof, so waking to a pounding head and mild nausea is enough to throw him off. Could the drinks have been spiked with some sort of a drug? It's certainly possible, he supposes, but it's not something he can help now that he's consumed so much of it. There's just a soft groan and a roll to plant his face into the pillow, content to snooze away another hour or so until...
The voice brings him back out of it. Someone beside him? Well, that's not such a bad thing, either. But it's a moment later, still, that it dawns on him once more. He's naked.
His shoes aren't on.
He's naked and his shoes aren't on, and that means that hideous dragon leg of his is out in the open, right beneath these covers. Suddenly hyper aware of this, he freezes, then in a flash, sits up and yanks the covers so fast over his own side that it makes him want to double over in pain from the throbbing headache he's just worsened. He doesn't, though. He just forces a smile, lifting a palm in a brief wave to his bed partner, like that's normal. )
...Good morning...
( There, though, the light finally catches those scales, scales that aren't his own, and his expression drops a little as his eyes trace over them. Dragon......? )
aftercare, hope this is ok!
Jae Ha drinks often enough that his tolerance is through the roof, so waking to a pounding head and mild nausea is enough to throw him off. Could the drinks have been spiked with some sort of a drug? It's certainly possible, he supposes, but it's not something he can help now that he's consumed so much of it. There's just a soft groan and a roll to plant his face into the pillow, content to snooze away another hour or so until...
The voice brings him back out of it. Someone beside him? Well, that's not such a bad thing, either. But it's a moment later, still, that it dawns on him once more. He's naked.
His shoes aren't on.
He's naked and his shoes aren't on, and that means that hideous dragon leg of his is out in the open, right beneath these covers. Suddenly hyper aware of this, he freezes, then in a flash, sits up and yanks the covers so fast over his own side that it makes him want to double over in pain from the throbbing headache he's just worsened. He doesn't, though. He just forces a smile, lifting a palm in a brief wave to his bed partner, like that's normal. )
...Good morning...
( There, though, the light finally catches those scales, scales that aren't his own, and his expression drops a little as his eyes trace over them. Dragon......? )