Not So Simple (Part One)
Pairing: Lin-Manuel x Reader
“There would need to be rules,” you finally said. He raised his eyebrows at you.
“Do we need to have a cabinet meeting to determine the proceedings of our booty calls?”
(AKA the friends with benefits fic that literally no one asked for)
Note: I wrote this instead of studying for finals. so i totally meant to write a one shot with this premise but it’s gonna take a few chapters to make this happen apparently because i’m gaRBAGE.
ALSO: shoutout to @letsgiggletogether for being the literal best and for reading through this for me oh my goodness go follow her right now immediately and join my fan club
Word Count: 2,141
PS. who wants to tally the number of times I’ve written fuck into this?
You were never drinking again.
It was the first thing you decided that morning, before you even opened your eyes. You and alcohol? Done. Finished. No more.
You cracked your eyelids open slightly and immediately regretted it, opting instead to shut them as tight as you could and audibly groan into your pillow. Although you could barely remember the night before, you sure were pissed with past you (I can’t believe I let those idiots get me drunk again).
You stayed there, trying to push away thoughts of vomiting for a few minutes before you were startled by movement on the other side of your mattress. Your eyes shot open, staring at the wall of your bedroom, trying to wrack your brain for a reason there would be another person in your bed. It was only then that you realized you were naked. (You were not at peak intelligence this morning by any means.)