Warnings: Angst, kissing, like a makeout kinda part? Is that even a warning?
Description: Jughead seemed off lately, with Jason’s death, and the drive-min closing, reader can tell something is off, but cant really pinpoint what
The first time I could tell something was off was when I mentioned the coffeemaker. It was funny how something as simple as the mention of a coffee pot was the spark of my curiosity towards the situation. “I swear to god, you drink so much coffee, I’m just going to get you a pot for your birthday so you can save some money.” And there it was, the slight twitch in his shoulders and the split second of a tense look on his face before he began laughing along. It was so quick, I was surprised I even caught it, but I did. I never asked about Jughead’s home life. He always steered clear of it so I figured it was a touchy subject. I wondered why I hadn’t been invited over in… well…. ever. Then I started putting together the bits and pieces of information and realized: I hadn’t a clue what roof Jughead was sleeping under at night. Obviously, it was time to investigate. And I had the perfect opportunity one afternoon. “Shit, I forgot my textbook at home.” Jughead muttered, his head ducked down and searching in his schoolbag. “We can walk to your house and get it if you want.” There it was, the tense-up. Jughead froze in his tracks for a split second before regaining his composure and kept walking. To anybody else, it would have looked normal, but I wasn’t anyone else. I was his best friend, and he was the boy I was in love with. “No, it’s fine. I can just use yours, right?” Jughead looked at me with almost pleading eyes, and I didn’t want to egg him on any longer. I wanted him to open up and tell me the truth, not shut me out. “Yeah, of course.” I smiled up at my friend and he smiled back reassuringly. Deep down, I knew something was wrong. And a week later, I began to confirm those suspicions. “Can you believe they’re shutting down the drive-in?!” Jughead screeched at me one morning as I walked up the front steps of our school. “Wait, what?” I gave him a confused look. “Yeah! Apparently an “anonymous buyer” gave the mayor an offer she just couldn’t refuse” Jughead through his hands up in dramatic sarcasm before scoffing and folding them over his chest angrily. “Juggie, I’m sorry you’re going to lose your job, but- “ “it’s more than just my job, y/n!” Jughead paused for a second. I watched his Addams apple move quickly as he gulped down words that were threatening to pour out of his mouth. “It’s, it’s, it’s a special place! It’s special to us! I took you there when you first moved here! Remember?!” “Yeah.” I laughed, thinking back to the memories of Jug and I sneaking up to the film roll room and watching through the peek hole while Jughead made sure the tapes were switched out on time. “hello?! Earth to y/n?” Jughead waved his face in front of me, and I brought myself out of my quick trip to the past, listening to Jugheads rambling about the drive- in. Jughead brought it up later to our friends as we ate at pop’s, inviting Veronica, Kevin, Betty and I to the last drive in on Friday. Of course, they all agreed to go, and we all planned who we would drive with. I decided to walk with Jughead, and Kevin was taking Veronica. Betty was going to go with Archie. “I’m going to go to the mayor again and see if I can convince her to keep the drive- in.” Jughead told me as we began to part ways that night. I grabbed his sleeve, pulling me back to him. “Jughead, why is the Twilight drive-in so important to save?” I asked him, my voice soft and full of concern. “It’s my job, y/n! I thought that might be an importantthing to try and save!” Jughead’s words dripped with sarcasm as he yelled at me. He never usually got angry like this. “Ok, I’ll see you at school tomorrow, good luck.” I spoke softly as I backed away slowly. I watched Jughead’s face go from angry to apologetic and walked away before he could say anything. Jughead and I didn’t really speak much for the next few days. We still walked to class together, and he walked me home. He told me that the Mayor just wouldn’t listen to him or give his words any consideration, so I tried going to her myself the day after he did to change her mind. “Hello, miss- “I opened the door to her office slowly, speaking with the politest tone I could manage. “Miss y/l/n, I’m sorry, but the drive in is closing, and that’s final.” The mayor cut me off with a firm but somewhat polite tone. “I’m sorry to bother you, this is just really important to Jughead. I just wanted to at least try and change your mind.” “That’s quite alright, miss y/l/n.” The mayor smiled at me, staring at me for another moment before speaking again. “Jughead is… special. He doesn’t have a lot of friends, certainly not any that would at least try to help him with something like this. I’m sorry I can’t save the drive in. I wish I could, for your sake and Jughead’s, but… “The mayor sighed, rubbing the side of her head with her thumb and forefinger. “Thank you for your time.” I nodded, beginning to exit the Mayor’s office. “Y/n?” I turned to the sound of the mayor’s voice. “Jughead is lucky to have a friend like you.” “Thank you, Mayor.” I exited the office, my shoulders heavy. The night of the drive-in, I rode to the lot with Kevin and Veronica, meeting up with Jughead. I found him by the snack counter and smiled as I watched him talk aimlessly with the boy in the booth. “Hey, Jug.” I greeted my best friend and the boy he was talking to. “Hey, y/n/n.” Jughead wrapped an arm around me, hugging me tightly. I wrapped my arms around his waist, my head leaning against his chest. “How are you feeling?” I asked him, my voice muffled by his shirt. Jughead shrugged before looking down at me with a small smile on his face. “Could be better, but you’re here, so I guess I’m not under a complete raincloud of doom.” “Oh, so just a small one then?” I teased, grinning up at him. “Yeah, it’s kinda just lingering somewhere behind me, ready to open up and strike me with a lightning bolt at any given moment.” I laughed at Jughead’s comment. “Are you gonna come lay with us on the truck?” I asked him, a pleading look on my face. I grabbed his hand and began tugging him toward Kevin’s truck. Jughead sucked in a breath before giving in. “Fine, Fine, I guess I’ll be angsty and depressed in the back of the truck instead of in the film room.” I jumped happily before intertwining Jughead’s hand with mine and pulling him towards the back of the truck. Veronica and Kevin sat curled up in blankets and scooted over so Jughead and I could sit next to them. “Ah, it’s the official partners in crime, the tag team, the endgame, the- “ “I thought Archie and Betty were endgame?” I cut off Kevin before he could throw another couple reference at jughead and I. “Yes, but that was before he got vocal with our music teacher.” Kevin grinned at his subtle pun and I rolled my eye. “Ok, no Archie, no Ms. Grundy, no endgames, let’s just enjoy the drive in while we can, alright?” Veronica handed Jughead and I a blanket. I climbed in to Jughead’s lap and rested my back against his chest and he wrapped the blanket around us, his arms going around my waist under the cloth. “Thank you,” Jughead whispered in my ear. “For what?” I whispered back, grabbing the popcorn Veronica handed me. “The mayor told me you stopped by to see her.” Jughead whispered to me. I turned around to face him and he was looking up at the big drive in screen, the lights reflecting off his face and casting shadows under his eyes and chin. He looked painstakingly beautiful. Jughead’s eyes flickered down to look at me and he smirked a bit before looking back up at the screen. We stayed almost the whole night, watching movie after movie. The only time Jughead left was to go switch out the rolls as the credits came after the end of every showing. He would re-appear five minutes later, and I would lift the blanket as he hopped over the side of Kevin’s truck and resumed his prior position, his arms wrapped around me and his chin on my shoulder. At 4 in the morning, the credits to the last movie rolled, with only a few cars left on the lot. Veronica and Kevin were leaned against each other as they snored lightly, and my back rested against Jughead’s chest. I looked up at the mesmerizing boy. He had a hard look on his face and his jaw was clenched, his eyes glossy and shiny, the credits from the screen reflecting off his pupils. “Jughead?” I spoke softly, my eyes on the raven-haired boy. He kept his gaze on the screen ahead of him. “Jughead, the construction people will be here soon, we have to go.” “You guys go, I’m gonna hang around a little longer.” Jughead pulled away from me, climbing out of the truck and disappearing around the side of it. I turned to my friends, shaking them lightly to wake them up. Kevin woke first, carrying a still-sleeping Veronica around to the passenger seat and lying her in it. I grabbed my blanket and my backpack and swung it over my shoulder and waited at the driver’s side of the vehicle. “Aren’t you and Jughead coming?” Kevin asked me, walking around to the front of the car where I stood. “No, Jughead said he wanted to stay a bit longer, so I’ll wait with him.” I hugged my friend before he climbed in to the driver’s side. “Hey, if you guys do it in the film room, I want details.” Kevin grinned devilishly before starting the car and driving away. I just shook my head, laughing at his comment. I made my way to the wall of the film room and leaned against it, folding my blanket. I pulled the bag off my shoulder, sticking the blanket inside. I waited for Jughead for another hour or so, playing on my phone mindlessly. I figured he was soaking up what he could of the film room before Mr. Andrews’ company teared it to shreds. The drive- in was his favorite place in town, besides the chock-lit shoppe. I watched as the sky started to get lighter and I checked the time. 6:08 A.M. It wasn’t like I had never pulled an all-nighter before, and I wasn’t going to leave until I at least made sure Jughead was alright and home safe. I leaned back against the building, hearing birds chirping as the sun rose. Minutes later, I heard a voice from the other side of the building, and I turned my head, kicking off the wall with my heel and poking my head slightly around the corner. I saw the back of Jughead, and he was facing a man that looked familiar. Jughead had what looked like a camper bag hanging off his back, a poster sticking out of it. “They’ll tear that booth down, too. Raise the whole place, send it to the junkyard.” The man in front of Jughead spoke, a smile playing on his lips.” And us with it.” “Yeah, maybe they’ll save it. All the pieces. Store it in the town hall attic and rebuild it in a hundred years. Wonder who the hell we were.” I could almost picture the bittersweet smile on Jug’s face. “Hmm.” The man smiled a bit more before his face became serious. “So where are you gonna live now?” My heart stopped, a million emotions and realizations hitting me like a bus. “I’ll figure it out dad, I always do.” I watched Jughead walked past him, walking towards the entrance of the drive in. I snuck around the other side of the building, making my way towards the entrance. I managed to beat Jughead to it and stood at the gate, my arms crossed as I waited for the boy I loved. Jughead came around the corner, stopping in his tracks when he saw me. He had what looked like a busted look in his face as I stood there, a blank expression matching the hurt, worry, and concern for the boy. “Y/n… what are you still doing here? I thought you-?” Jughead asked me, hoping I hadn’t caught on to what was going on. “When exactly were you planning on telling me that you were homeless?” I cut him off, my tone of voice coming off as if I were a concerned mother. Jughead opened his mouth, trying to find the words to speak, but gave up, closing it instead. “Juggie? Really? I’m your best friend! We tell each other everything? Why would you keep this from me? More importantly, why aren’t you staying with your father? Is he homeless too? Did he kick you out? What is going on, Forsythe?! Tell me!” I paced back and forth as I rambled, before turning to look at Jughead. He looked down at the dirt underneath his shoes, His hand wrapped around the strap of his bag. I waited for an answer, my arms spread wide in front of me as I stared at him. Jughead said something that I couldn’t make out. “What?” I spoke, encouraging him to repeat himself. Jughead lifted his head, the rims of his eyes a dark pink and tears falling down his face. My face dropped quickly, my heart clenching tightly as I looked at the broken boy in front of me. “I said,” Jughead lifted his sleeve to wipe his running nose.” I don’t have ahome.” His voice cracked slightly and more tears fell down Jughead’s face as he dropped the bag from his shoulder. “Jughead.” I dropped my bag as well and quickly ran to the boy, trying to keep my tears from falling as I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Jughead wrapped his arms around my waist, burying his face in to my neck and quietly crying. We stood there for a few minutes, my one hand rubbing his back and my other pulling off his hat so I could run my fingers through his hair, doing everything I knew in my power that could soothe him. “Jughead, Hey, Jug.” My hands cupped his cheeks, rubbing the tears away from his eyes while mine began to fall freely.” Listen to me, you are not homeless, ok? And you will never, ever, be homeless, as long as I am alive and breathing.” I stopped for a second to inhale quickly, my nose stuffed.” You are going to come with me to Pop’s, and I’m going to buy us breakfast, and then we are going to go back to my house, and you’re going to take a shower, because lord knows how long it’s been since you’ve had one,” Jughead chuckled lightly at my statement and I also let out a breathy laugh.” And then you’re going to crawl in to the guest bed, and you’re going to get some sleep, because it literally exhausts me every time I see those bags under your eyes. And you’re going to stay with me, ok?” Jughead nodded silently, knowing that this was a losing battle. “And this never. Happens. Again. You got it? God, Jug, something terrible could have happened to you. We’ve got a murderer waltzing around town, do you know how easily you could have been killed?” I scolded, more tears falling down my face. I backed away from Jughead, going to grab my bag. “I don’t know how I can ever survive without you, ever! I would have dropped dead if anything ever happened to you! You’re the most important thing in this entire world to me! I don’t even know how- “Jughead grabbed my arm, turning me to face him before leaning down and planting his lips on mine. I stood still for a second, processing the shock of the gesture before wrapping my arms back around his neck and pulling his body closer to mine. Jughead wrapped his arms around my waist, his lips moving against mine. After a few moments, we pulled apart, my chest rising and falling as I caught my breath. “Jughead, I- “Apparently, Jughead wasn’t done, because he pressed his lips to mine again, taking my breath away once more. We stood at the gate of the drive in for a little while longer, Jughead pushing me backwards until my back was against the fence and his body was pressed firmly against mine. We broke apart when we heard a man clear his throat. “Uh, we’re gonna have to ask you to leave the premises.” The man spoke politely.” Construction begins soon.” “Oh, sorry sir.” I apologized quickly, fixing my hair that Jughead had his fist tangled in moments ago, and grabbed my bag. Jughead did the same, grabbing my hand and leading me away from the drive in and down the street towards Pop’s. We stopped at my house so we could drop off our bags and began our trek to the 24-hour diner. “Hey, Jughead.” I looked up at the boy as we walked hand in hand to the diner. “I love you.” “I love you too.” Jughead looked down at me, smiling warmly. “No, Jughead, I- “ “I know, and I love you, too.” I stopped walking, causing Jughead to stop as well. Jughead looked down at me and I leaned up, pressing another kiss to his lips. Jughead and I made it to the diner soon after, spotting Archie, Betty, Veronica, and Kevin at a booth. When they saw us, they invited us to sit and Archie and Kevin grabbed chairs from another table. “So, did anything happen in the film room?” Kevin wiggled his eyebrows at me as Jughead and I slid in to the booth. I slapped his shoulder before glaring at him. “Nah, nothing happened in the film room.” Jughead paused momentarily before speaking again.” It happened outside the film room.” Kevin’s mouth dropped open wide. “You kinky fuckers!” Kevin hollered. The table laughed as I turned red in embarrassment. I felt Jughead’s hand grab mine under the table and I smiled, my fingers intertwining with his. He would always have a home, and it would be with me.
Anon Requests: Do you think you could do something like Reader is only wearing Cas’s shirt and they’re in the living room or kitchen or some place like that and Cas thinks it’s Sexy so he decides to fuck reader and they break something, which wakes up in the Winchesters and the Winchesters walk in and Reader get’s embarrassed but Castiel don’t stop fucking until he’s done? Thank you! AND How about a cas x reader where cas has been in love with reader for ages but never acted on his feelings/urges because he’s an angel and it’s a sin for an angel to be with a human(it’s forbidden). The reader overheard cas confess his affection for her to the Winchester boys and she decides to seduce him because she’s always liked him too but felt he hated her(but he was just avoiding temptation). So he just cracks and some really good smut follows and then some cute fluff 🤗 love you btw ✊🏽
Pairing: Castiel x reader
Word Count: 1.6k
Warnings: smut, a little bit of dirty talk, language, nsfw gif further below the cut!!
A/N: I decided to combine 2 requests for this one. hope thats alright!
You had never been more excited to get out of dance practice. Yugyeom had been making fun of you the entire time because you were so out of it. You were trying to hide that from Jane because you were slightly messing up. “Shut up,” you pushed Yugyeom with a laugh, “Some of us are trying to focus.”
Warnings: smut, smut, Narcissa and Lucius, and smut
Word count: 1,418
Song: Your favorite song
Requested by anon: Please write a Draco smut about trying to be quiet as his parents are there
You sat across the room from your boyfriend, Draco. You two were going back to Draco’s house tonight as it was the last day of term at Hogwarts. You twisted your hair round your finger as you knew you and Draco had his house to yourselves for a bit. This made you smile and bite your lip slightly. You kicked Draco under the table, you were in Potions Class. He looked at you and you were still biting your lip. He knew exactly what was on your mind and you knew it was on his, as well. You winked to him.
As soon as your lesson was over you jumped off your seat and stood in the hallway, waiting for Draco. When he got to you, you leaned him against the wall and discreetly began messing with his boxers, after untucking his shirt. He gulped.
“Hey, Malfoy…” you smirked and you had complete power over him at this point.
“Yes, b-babe” he stuttered as he felt you messing with the beginning of his boxers, your chest resting on his.
“We have the place to ourselves, right?” you whispered in his ear. He nodded, breathing heavy and you messing with his downstairs.
“Good!” you smiled and walked off. Draco looked down at his bulge. He now understood you were just teasing and weren’t very happy about it.
“Wait… Babe…” you heard him call, but you were already skipping to your next lesson. The rest of your day couldn’t have gone slower. You were patiently waiting. Patiently waiting, for you and Draco to have some real alone time. Most time alone was at school in the dorms and hoping no one had noticed you slip into Draco. You knew you two were going to have a great night together and was just really happy.
Later, school had finished and you waited for Draco to come out to meet you. He was in a mood with you when he walked out of the school. He had his arms crossed and didn’t look at you. You laughed as you knew it was because of your teasing scheme. You just kissed his cheek and blushed.
“I’ve had an awkward boner for an hour, Y/N, this isn’t a joke” he hissed, not maliciously though. You laughed and wrapped your arms around him and he gave up on the mood and repeated your actions. You smiled into his chest. “Come on then” he said, and you both started to walk to get the train back to Draco’s. You were both flirting with each other all the way home and it was getting very heated, but you were both saving yourselves for the Malfoy household.
You arrived at Draco’s and he put the key in the door and he turned around and kissed you deeply, picking you up and wrapping your legs round his waist. He opened the door and you continued to kiss. When the pair of you got in the house, you heard noise. Draco propped you down on the floor and grabbed his wand. Draco walked through and into the living room. Before Draco and you could say anything, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy walk round the corner. Your eyes widened and you sighed heavily.
“Hello darling!” Narcissa smiled at her son leaning forward to look into his blue oceans. Draco’s face dropped, you and him no longer had alone time. Now you had “family” time. The Malfoy’s loved you and you loved them, but you wanted your alone time with Draco and they were in the way. You greeted both parents and they greeted you. They told you they would cook you dinner and then you and Draco would not be disturbed.
You sunk into the chair at dinner, wanting the time to hurry up because, even though you and Draco couldn’t have “fun”, you still had free time without school to worry about. You both knew you should embrace not being at the excellent but dragging Hogwarts. You wiggled in your chair anticipating and rushed your food down. Draco, also, ate very fast. Once the pair of you had eaten, you both ran upstairs with Lucius and Narcissa remaining downstairs.
You sat on Draco’s bed and he sat next to you in silence. The silence was painful and you cut the tension in the room with a knife. You don’t understand why there was so much tension though. You looked at Draco and he was breathing slightly heavier than usual.
“Dra—“you were going to say before you were cut off by Draco’s lips on yours. He kissed you passionately and snaked his hands round your body and pulling you more into the kiss. You wrapped your arms round his neck. He picked you up and placed you on top of him not breaking the kiss. You were straddling Draco and he broke the kiss. You were both breathing heavily trying to catch your breaths. Draco began to kiss down your neck and nibble on your jaw line. You breathed out heavily, clutching some of Draco’s hair and pulling it playfully. He sucked onto your sweet spot on your neck causing you to slightly grind on him. He groaned slightly. You could feel he was already hard under you.
“Draco, we can’t, your parents are downstairs…” you trailed off while he was kissing you and you were breathing kind of heavy. He began to undo your shirt and kiss down your chest and you sighed, giving in, because you knew how bad you wanted Draco. You undid his shirt while he was massaging your breasts, causing you to moan. He bit down on your nipple gently. You covered your mouth and bit down on your hand trying not to moan.
“I want you now, Y/N…” Draco purred down your ear and you shivered in response. He lay you down on the bed and you began to take your bottoms off so you were only in your underwear. Draco put your favorite song on, quite, loud and took his trousers off so he was left in his boxers. He, then, sat between your open legs. He bit one side of your panties and pulled them down and you were instantly impressed. He licked up your core, instantly, and your legs closed around his head. You began to moan but you put your face in Draco’s pillow. He looked up and laughed slightly. You pushed your fingers through his hair as he went down on you. He kitten licked your clit before pushing his two fingers into you. You bit his pillow hard but a moan still came from your throat. He pumped his fingers into you, fastly, hitting your g-spot. You bit your lip hard trying to contain your moans and you were almost at your climax when Draco pulled out. You looked up at him, slightly mad.
“That’ll teach you not to tease me” he hissed, seductively, hovering over you. You pulled his boxers down, knowing he wanted to have sex and you, also, did. Without warning you, Draco thrusted into you and you moaned into his neck whilst he slightly chuckled. He waited a second, whilst you got used to him and then began to thrust into you hard. You moaned out trying to be as quiet as you possibly could but failing, unfortunately. Draco was moaning in your ear, silently, you didn’t know how he moaned so quiet. The bed was slightly creaking as Draco went into you hard and deep. You both whispered each other’s names and a few profanities, along with muffled moans.
“Shhhhh…” Draco hushed you in your ear, causing you to groan a little. He kissed you deeply, before carrying on with his work.
Draco had picked up a good rhythm going and was hitting your g-spot perfectly. You were moaning so loud and your sweaty bodies were pressed against each others. You dug your nails into Draco’s back and your face was in his chest, causing your moans to be muffled.
“Draco, I’m going to—“before you could carry on, the pair of you hit climax and Draco carried on through both of your highs. You were both panting and sweaty when you’d finished up. You looked at Draco, who had collapsed next to you and you lay in his arms.
“You are so good at that…” you whispered to Draco, smiling at him. Blue, hazy eyes met your Y/E/C, dreamy eyes.
“And you really suck at being quiet” Draco mused, tiredly. You both laughed.
Summary: Your best friend had gotten a new job, but wouldn’t tell you what it was. You decide to take it upon yourself to find out, so you find the address to his work. But… why did the address lead you to a strip club?
Pairing: Jimin x Reader
Genre: Smut (M)
A/N: This will most likely be a two-shot (if enough ppl want it), so you could expect the real smuttiness to occur in the next part ;) Anywho, there is brief mentions of arousal, lewd actions, and strip teases in this chapter. This will be a mature read, so you have been warned!
“This can’t be right…” you exasperate in confusion.
You look at the small entrance to the building, scratching
your head. The place looked as if it was some type of club, as you could hear
the loud music shaking the ground, even from where you were standing. There was
a line up to get in, and you couldn’t help but notice that the majority of the
people waiting, were females.
There’s no way Jimin
would work here, he doesn’t even like clubs… you think in your head.
The reason you were out here by yourself at 11pm at night,
was because you found out Jimin recently got a job. He would start buying more
expensive clothing, and offer to pay more for you whenever you two went out. Obviously
he was making some nice cash, so when you asked him about it; he completely
You two have been best friends and roommates since freshman
year in college, and now you both were in your third year. Jimin typically hid
no secrets from you, as he was a very open and relaxed person. So when he
purposely didn’t tell you where he was working, that made you highly suspicious.
→ grumpy husband yoongi au aka lots of fluff (mentions of sex) → 1.7k words
A/N: I recently had a realization that the way my blog is structured doesn’t really give me a great leeway to express my creativity and feels for the members at random. So this is the start to a really short series of drabbles for all of the members in super short (less than 2k) drabbles! To be continued! :) Hope you guys like it.
Yoongi gives the elderly man a small smile and nods in agreement, clinking his beer can against his and tipping back the cold liquor into his throats with his eyes trained on you, a feat that happens quite often.
Often Yoongi finds himself just staring at you, in awe of how someone like you ended up with someone like him.
Your friends would describe you as sweet, bubbly, kind, selfless, and bright. His friends would describe you as “the light that shined in Min Yoongi’s horribly dreadful bitch ass life.” And although he always gives them a glare or just brushes their comments off with an eye roll it’s moments like these when he feels like the six dickwads’ words can never be any more accurate.
“No, don’t tell me that. Because you weren’t in my position. You didn’t know how he looked in his favorite shirt, how his eyes looked so damn beautiful every time the sunlight shines down on it, how his lips always looked irresistible. You didn’t know how much I love him, how much I thought he loved me, because I was too in love. No, I don’t know any better. Because I give my all when I love, and maybe that’s my problem. I love too much that when they leave, I’m left with nothing but a broken heart.
[ here’s to those who fall to quickly, only to be left with an empty void staying in their hear ]
Summary: On Dean’s birthday, you and Sam decide to throw your version of a party. Burgers, drinks, pie, the whole nine for your best friend. Sam goes to bed, leaving a very drunk Dean and a very drunk and very flirty you to yourselves.
Word Count: 2,028
Warnings: Drinking, very mild nudity, implied smut
A/N: This was written for @winchester-writes‘s Birthday Challenge! My alcohol of choice was Deanston scotch and my quote prompt was “Babe, I’m gonna need you to calm down a little bit, okay?” Both are bolded where they appear in the story! (this is totally a day late, and I’m so sorry!)
Sam was out getting bacon cheeseburgers and something called ‘Super Mega Cheesy Fries,’ you were piling liquor bottles onto the table, and Dean was laid up in bed sleeping. Sam walked through the doors and threw the grease-soaked brown bag on the table beside the bottles.
“Set it up. Make it look good.” You instructed, then turned and walked down the hall to Dean’s room.
Popping the door open, you peeked your head in slowly and saw Dean’s side rising and falling with his calm breaths. You stepped to the bed, placing your hand on his shoulder and shaking him lightly.