I hope you like this anon! btw as much as I like vanderwood, I have no idea how to write him and feel like I won’t do justice if I did so i’ll have to leave him out for this one, sorry. If I do learn how to write him i’ll include him in my future scenarios btw I feel like I went to far from what’s supposed to be yikes, i tried to show different kinds of protectiveness though!
Yoosung was ecstastic because MC would be visiting his university to write a report about
“I’m confused MC what’s this for again?”
“I’m telling you Yoosung, I need a survey from universities nearby. Why? You don’t want me to visit?”
“Of course I want! It’s just I can’t believe you’d pick my school when there’s one much closer to yours”
“Silly, it’s scary going to an unknown university alone. Knowing you’d be there puts me to ease”
She kissed his cheek as he sighed in content
The following day, Yoosung waited for MC, giddy but anxious
But she didn’t really come on the time she said she would be going
So he looked for her
And he found her talking to some of his friends
They were all crowding her as she happily talked to them
He felt himself go itchy seeing the scene but willed it away
But when one of his friends grabbed a hold of her hand muttering a “You’re beautiful”, he quickly got to her side and placed his arm around her shoulder
“I see you’ve met my girlfriend”
He made sure to emphasize on the word as his friends stared at him in bewilderment
“She’s your girlfriend? Oh sorry bro I didn’t mean to-”
“Yeah yeah it’s totally cool I just wanted you guys to know”
They put their hands up as they snickered at how jealous he’s becoming
Yoosung turned her around as they started walking the other direction, waving his hand
Once they got to a deserted hallway he pinned her to the wall
Grasping his hands on her hips he started making out with her
“You’re mine” He growled
“Yoosung” she said breathless against him as he started attacking her neck with kisses
“Yoosung what are you doing”
“Showing them who you belong to”
He gave her one last hard kiss as he pulled on her hand
“Cmon, you still have a report to make”
“You can’t just do that!”
Zen wanted to take MC as his plus one in the party celebrating the success of the musical he was in
She was dressed in a slightly revealing dress and when she came out Zen had his mouth hung low
Placing butterfly kisses along her collarbone he said
“Don’t tempt me tonight, Babe”
Booping on his nose she slightly pushed him away
“Whoa there control yourself”
Zen pouted as they drove to their destination
There were many people, the crew included
Zen was actually mingling alot with the people around so he kind of left MC
She was slightly mad but she knows he means no harm
But she was quite bored
So she took a few drinks and was starting to have fun with the company of other people
Zen was still nowhere to be found
One guy found his way to her and started talking to her
He was alright and didn’t look like he would do something bad so they talked nearly all night
With each passing minute MC kept drinking and before she knew it she was buzzed
She was faltering in her steps as the guy steadied her
“You know what you’re a cute little drunk lady. Do you want to come home with me?” He smirked
MC felt disgusted and pushed him off
She then felt strong arms around her as she was pulled towards Zen’s body
“This cute little drunk lady is with me” The intensity of his glare made MC shrink back a bit
“If you so ever lay another hand on her I will ruin you, do you understand?”
The guy gulped as he left
“Now cmon little lady, you made me worry tonight”
MC was in his office again
I mean what can she say? It was quite boring to be in the penthouse all day
She was acually roaming around the building and was greeting people wherever she goes
They all adore her
They all adore her to the point where MC starts receiving these mysterious flowers
She doesn’t know where it comes from but it always appears in her desk in her own little personal office Jumin made especially for her
She thought it was Jumin who sent them but when she asked if he went to a florist that day he was only confused
These flowers even had notes in them like
‘You are beautiful’
‘The brightness of the sun cannot compare to you’
‘You capture the hearts of many, and I am enraptured by you’
She thought it was pretty sweet but it felt awkward coming from another person
So she was trying to find out who this was, going around trying to find possible clues
Jumin noticed her odd actions thought and confronted her about it
She was slightly embarassed to be honest
“Um.. its just i’ve been trying to find out who keeps giving me these flowers”
Jumin stared at her blankly
Someone was… giving her flowers?
A sudden possesiveness came over him
Someone was sending his love flowers. Only he can do something as intimate
So when he told MC to check the CCTV she slapped a hand to her face for not thinking about it earlier
So they were rewinding tapes and Jumin would not go back to his duties until the culprit was found
This guy doesn’t give flowers to someone’s beloved and get away from it, no
So they caught this guy and Jumin confronted him telling him to stay away from MC and that she was his and his only
Everyday after that, Jumin would send her the most extravagant of bouquets
Jaehee and MC were working in their coffee shop when a bunch of rowdy customers came in
They were really causing a ruckus and everyone was getting annoyed
But MC still had to accomodate them
They starting snickering at her when she came over
“She’s so ugly” one said
MC was suddenly aware of how she looked and how she acted
She was feeling really insecure as she clenched her fist, willing her tears away
But still she put a brave smile on
“What would you guys want to have?” She asked
“Hm, we’ll have the other waitress please”
The group laughed and high fived each other as MC looked down
Soon arms wrapped around her shoulders as Jaehee stood menacingly towards them
They slightly cowarded at the look she was giving them as Jaehee spoke in a firm, commanding voice
“If you want to speak like that to the people working here then you will never be welcome back to this place. MC is the owner of this cafe and I would not tolerate your harsh words towards her, now pick your bags up and leave this instance”
MC could tell Jaehee was holding back and when the group scurried over to the door, one gave them a look before sticking their tongue out and walking away
Jaehee’s glasses broke as she strated marching, wanting to judo them into oblivion
MC grabbed her wrist to stop her and kissed her cheek
“Thank you for saving me”
“Of course, MC. I would never let them do anything to you”
The next following days, Jaehee had been watching each and every customer MC served like a hawk
And everytime there was someone remotely rude to her she was sure to come and give them a piece of their mind
They were at at disneyland celebrating their anniversary
MC loved the fact that Seven really does go out of his way when he really wants to
He was supposed to be working on something important but told her he would come on a condition that she would let him work sometime of the day while they were there
MC agreed because she understood the weight of his task
So here they are, hand in hand struting along
They were having fun, playing games and riding different kinds of rides
MC loved taking pictures with the mascots
She especially loved taking pictures with mickey
He was actually very… clingy
But MC being oblivious paid no mind
He would link his arm around hers and they would walk together
Seven could almost feel the smirk behind the mask
They both kind of fought for MC
Mickey stayed with them for a duration of time and he would actually hold her hand
MC thought it was super cute
Seven then decided to grab her other hand and kiss it, making her laugh by cracking some jokes
Then mickey bent down a bit and pointed at his cheek
MC kissed it
“That damn mouse, what is he doing with my girlfriend”
Seven then tried to drag her along to come to another place but mickey came along with them, often dancing and getting cheek kisses from MC
Seven was fuming
He gave mickey the harshest glare he could muster and dragged MC away from him for good this time
Mickey created sad gestures as he skipped away
Seven breathed in relief
They spent a good amount of time after that until Seven told her he needed to work with the guilt on his face
MC gave his hand a little squeeze “It’s completely fine, I’m just going to play with the arcades here”
So Seven found a secluded place to stay and work but can’t help but feel something wrong at the back of his mind
After enconding some things, he got up to look for her
And lo and behold again it was mickey standing by her
This time with his mask off so he could see the man behind it
They were laughing as Seven came up to them and gripped her waist
Spinning her around he gave her a deep kiss
They were practicically were making out in front of mickey
He got so embarassed and apologized as he walked away
That’s right you mouse, get away from me my love
“Seven! what are you doing!” MC asked in shock with her cheeks tinted red
He gave her a little peck on the lips
“Just needed to show him who you belong to, I’ve always like goofy more than him anyways”
They were strolling by the bay, a little getaway for them
Saeyoung suggested an outing with just the three of them
Saeran was reluctant but the fact that MC would be there coaxed him into it
I mean he probably wouldn’t allow MC and Saeyoung to be alone
So here they are at a secluded bay Saeyoung found
Seyoung was back in their little campsite to give them some privacy because cmon he only wanted to have this outing to play cupid
So MC and Saeran walked, fingers brushing against the other
His cheeks were tinted a light pink because of their proximity
But when MC moved away Saeran slightly grumbled
She only stood atop of the mini wall that seperates the ground from the sea
Easy to fall over to the other side
Saeran’s eyes widened a fraction
“You idiot, get down”
“Aw why are you such a meanie, Saeran. Killing the fun”
“I”m not killing the fun, i’m serious get down from there”
“Get down from where? I can’t hear you”
She made faces and giggled
As she was laughing, her footing stumbled and she shrieked as she was wobbling to get her balance
Saeran’s face darkened as he quickly got to her and yanked on her arm, pulling her and crashing unto him, making them both fall down
Saeran was hugging MC close to him, his heart racing at what could have been
MC was still in a state of shock and thought Saeran was mad at her
But when she found the gentle caress of his hands trembling, that’s when she knew he was terrified
“G-God MC you” His voice was laced with worry
MC bashfully faced him and looked down where she was fiddling with his shirt
“You better be sorry. Look what could have happened if I didn’t!- You could have- Ugh”
Shawn sighs. He’s frustrated. “I’m sorry for everything that happened. I am. I can’t take it back, I can’t change it. I know this, but I can try to make amends and like I said I don’t want your forgiveness. I want another chance, no jokes, no Andrew, no one but you and me.”
You look up at Shawn and he’s got tears in his eyes. Something inside you breaks, seeing him like this, so vulnerable. “Shawn…” you sit up and he clenches his jaw and looks toward the window, eyes trained on nothing in particular. “Shawn, I’m sorry.” you don’t know why you’re apologizing, you hadn’t done anything wrong, it just felt like you had to apologize. Shawn’s nose scrunches up and his cheeks flush as he starts to cry. It’s heart wrenching, watching this guy who you’ve known to be nothing but a snarky sarcastic ‘bad boy’ fall apart right in front of you.
“Fucking shit,” he mutters and wipes at his face. “I shouldn’t have come over,” he says and heads for the door before you can say anything else.
Shawn shows up three days later in the middle of the night. You hadn’t heard from him since the morning you skipped class. You took it upon yourself to make copies of your notes and homework for him in case he needed it. After he left you had thought about everything he said. He clearly had feelings for you, feelings you didn’t know were so strong and you realized you had feelings for him too. It hurt, deep in your chest, when he had started crying. The way his nose scrunched up and he looked away, it destroyed you. Seeing him like that made you put aside the panty prank and want to hold him and protect him. He was turning out to be less of a bad boy and more of a boy in a bad situation.
So there he was, standing on your front porch and staring at you when you opened the door. You had been awake studying for a test and hadn’t realized the time until you heard the doorbell ring. Shawn looked pretty terrible even in the dim light. He looked like a man who hadn’t eaten or slept in a few days.
“I forgot to give these back,” he says, voice rough, strained. He holds out the panties he had taken from you for the prank.
(I just did ot9 if you want the other members please feel free to request)(also this is just my opinion)
•Sehun: i feel like he would turn into such a greasy Fuck boy when he was drunk so please be prepared for the most overstimualting/teasing sex of your life. He’s also def a dom when this happens in my eyes
•Kai: very lowkey I feel like jongin would turn very subby and needy when he was drunk. He would be super clingy all night and once he knew you guys were about to head home, he would constantly whisper in your ear how badly he wanted and needed you right then.
•Chen: I see drunk Jongdae as very goofy and the moodmaker. Not goofy to the point of annoyance but just a fun but soft person to be around. This would make him into a very loving person and the whole night after would be romantic praising sex.
•suho: he is a wild card omg. He could either be like jongin mixed with jongdae or super shawty imma party til the sunRISE dom with endless teasing and super dirty talk.
•Lay: I feel like he’s similar to sehun when he’s drunk but just more intimate about it. Less fuck boy and more love boy. He would be pretty needy and dom but also super fluffy about it making sure he did everything you wanted
•Xiumin: do not fight me. Minseoks daddy side comes out when he’s drunk. He would be all over you all night whispering dirty things in your ear and smirking and calling you babY IM SCREAMING GOODBYE
•kyungsoo: he would be either goofy or clingy. You guys would either go home to have fun experimental sex or really soft, slow, and cute fluffy sex. No inbetween. It just depends on how horny he is
•Baekhyun: this time, if you came for fluffy cute baekhyun, you came to the right place. He would be so cute and clingy. He’d be like a cute lost drunk puppy cause that’s exactly what he is. It wouldn’t take much to get him going. You would dance up on him and he would lose his mind.
•chanyeol: opposite of baekhyun. You could look in his general direction and he would hop onto you like he hadn’t seen you in months. You guys probably wouldn’t even make it home (if one of you were the sober driver) you guys would have great car sex in a parking lot. If both of you were drunk, he would be so kinky and dominant and I can imagine his deep as “you loving the size” voice and I’m going to die now
Note: This request made me smile with how cute it was, I love the idea of Auston Matthews being a cute, clingy drunk, which is what he’s interpreted as here! Send some requests if you enjoy, loves. I hope it was what you wanted, anon!
Mentions: William Nylander, Mitch Marner
Warnings: Mentions of intoxication, lots of fluff, lots of ass grabbing
Requested:Yes | No
Teaser: “Wow, this bed is so soft.” He mumbled, patting the ‘bed’ and attempting to fluff it, “Auston, baby, that’s my ass.”
RFA+SV - MC gets a...pic from...some...guy...ok, I don’t know how to title this one.
Ok, to start off: I am ALWAYS taking funny prompts. I’m actually a fluff writer, but there’s a lot of crossover between funny and cute. And it’s therapeutic for me. I can do the angst thing, but writing happy stuff makes me happy!
Secondly: so, like is this safe for work? Not safe for work? I don’t know! D8
omg drunk keith is so cute. what would happen if keith got drunk for the first time infornt of the kids when they are teen. Somehow I think lance would have blast/could not believe that this is his daddy. And would it escalate if Shiro wasn't there?(Keith doesn't seem to have any impulse control when drunk) btw I love the little knb picture when I go to your askbox it's adorable!
[The Voltron Family] Shiro was away to attend one of those conferences for doctors outside of the state and Keith was missing him so bad. It has been 8 days now and Keith didn’t wanna be clingy but sometimes he just missed Shiro’s kisses and cuddles.
The kids were at a party of a friend of theirs and it was only 9pm but Keith drove there anyway to pick them up, despite saying he’d pick them up at 10, they were teens now after all. They earned it after acing all their exams. Keith arrived at the party and he entered frowning. Ugh. Teenagers are too rowdy at parties. Back in my days…crap, I sound like an old man.
He went looking for his three kids when some dude came up to him.
Some Dude: *offers a cup of beer* Whoa. You’re a new pretty face. Might I offer you some beer? Keith: *glares* I’m a wine type of person and I’m old enough to be your father. Some Dude: *chuckles* Right. Of course. I’m guessing you’re about 25 or 27 by the looks of it? *gives Keith a once over* *points at the leather jacket* *whistles* Nice. Keith: *ignores* Where’s Lance, Pidge and Hunk? *looks around* Some Dude: They’re by the library last time I saw them. Keith: Thanks. *leaves* Some Dude: Hey! I have wine. Can’t have a guest walking around without a drink of their choice. *smiles* Keith: *stops* Do you have 1947 Cheval Blanc? Some Dude: *blinks* What? I have no idea what you’re talking about but we could check it out by the bar? *points at the bar* The bartender might know. *eyes Keith* You looked so stressed, man. You okay? Keith: *sighs* I am the epitome of stress. Some Dude: Awww, sorry for hitting on you, man. Keith: It’s fine. Some Dude: I’m Leonard. Finals are over but you’re probably the type to stress over results, huh?
Forget about it tonight. C’mon, let’s get you a drink. You need it. *places an arm around Keith’s shoulder* Keith: Oh boy, do I. *rubs temples*
Lance, Hunk and Pidge were about to leave the house to wait for their Daddy Keith to arrive to pick them up when Pidge spotted something.
Pidge: Oh sweet baby mac and cheese. Is that Dad by the bar? Hunk and Lance: *turns around and sees Keith*
Keith was drunk and he was ranting and ranting to their poor friend Leonard who had to hear everything. The three teens approached the bar.
Keith: And then he would usually surprise me to a lunch date when he visits me at work. *sobs while taking another drink* Such a wonderful man and now… *hiccups* He’s not even here with me. Leonard: Oh damn. You have a bad case of love sickness. Keith: *nods* I do and I hate the fact he’s out there somewhere miles away and I’m here like a mess. *turns to his side and sees a girl* *cups her face and leans in* Hunk: Is Dad drunk?! *shocked* He would NEVER do THAT! Pidge: Dude, we gotta do something! Lance: No no, wait, you guys. Let’s see what happens first. *amused* I’ve never seen Daddy Keith drunk—ever. Girl: *smirks at Keith* Hey, pretty boy. Keith: *scrunches his nose* Pretty boy. You’re not Shiro. *frowns* He calls me pretty boy when we snuggle at night. *cries* *hugs the girl* I miss him so much. I want to see him. *turns to another person* Do you know where Shiro is? He’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. Have you seen him? Pidge: Wow. He got drunk because of Daddy Shiro. Keith: *gets up from his seat* *wobbles as he walks towards the dance floor* Hunk: Uh, guys, should we do something now? Keith: *walks randomly to every guy and cups their face to look at them* *shakes head* Nope. Not Shiro. Not you. Too short. Too tall. Too lanky. Not my type. Leave. Lance: Are you guys seeing this? *laughs* This is GOLD. Hunk: No. This is horrifying! Daddy Keith’s so broken. Some other random dude: *walks up to Keith dancing* Hey, sexy. Keith: *glares at him* What are you doing? Some other random dude: *chuckles* Thought we could have some fun tonight. *touches Keith’s arm* Keith: *grips the guy’s hand* Don’t. You. Dare. Touch. Me. Only one man can touch me. Some other random dude: *grins* Shit, that’s hot. I could be that— Pidge: Dad! *shouts and approaches Keith* Keith: *turns head* *smiles* Oh, baby girl. I came looking for you and *sees Lance and Hunk* your brothers. Some other random dude: *looks at the three teens* Hey, I saw him first. Keith: No, you didn’t. *glares* Shiro saw me first. Some other random dude: Who the heck is Shiro? Hunk, Lance and Pidge: Our Dad. Keith: My husband. Some other random dude: What the shit, dude? You’re married?! Keith: I am. *teary eyed* And I miss him. I miss my husband. *sobs as he wipes his tears* I… *walks wobbling* Hunk: I got you, Dad. *catches Keith and embraces him* Keith: *sobs* I miss Takashi Shirogane. Bring me Takashi Shirogane. I love Takashi Shirogane. *clings to Hunk*
Hunk drove them all back home and they put Keith to bed. The following morning, Pidge handed him the phone. Shiro was on Skype.
Shiro: Hey, sweetheart. Good morning. Keith: Shiro. *whispers* Shiro: I heard what happened last night. *frowns* Keith: Oh my god. *groans* Shiro: *chuckles* Hey, I think it’s nice to know you rejected everyone’s advances because they weren’t me. Keith: *whispers not looking at Shiro* I only want you. Shiro: *flushes* Keith, you’re not playing fair. Keith: It’s true though. Shiro: Why don’t we go out tonight on a date? Keith: *shocked* *looks up* Tonight? Shiro: *smiles* Yeah, I’m coming home, pretty boy.
For the five word prompt thing - “fight me, you attractive stranger.” - with Otayuri, please? :)
For you my dear Jane. With all my love, from St. Petersburg! :D
It was his 18th birthday party, and he was drunk off his ass. At least that’s what the cute guy next to him had said. The man looked familiar, with his deep brown eyes, black, slicked back hair, sharp jaw, and the kind of chest you wanted to curl yourself into while those delicious muscular arms wrapped around you.
Fuck was he drooling. He thinks he’s drooling, but he’s not positive. He tries to wipe at his mouth haphazardly just to make sure.
“Whad you say?” he asked, his head tilting back as he was unable to hold it up without it tipping to the side. He blinked his eyes a few times in order to get the cute guy into focus.
The guy smiled and just laughed at him. “I said, you’re drunk Yuri.”
“Well no shit,” Yuri answered back. Of course he was drunk. With the amount of vodka bottles and shot glasses on the table, and with how fuzzy he was feeling, yeah, he’d have to say he was drunk.
He raised a hand to try to pour himself another shot when cute guy grabbed it at the last moment. “You’ve had enough Yura. You should really drink some water.”
“Foooook you,” Yuri said flipping cute guy the bird. “I’ll drink what I want, I’m legal now dammit, and I’ll have as much as I want” he tried to argue, but was failing miserably the more he slurred his words.
“Seriously Yura, you’ve had enough,” cute guy tried again, now holding on to Yuri’s hand, fingers entwined.
“Fight me, … you attractive stranger,” Yuri tries to snarl. It doesn’t help that he can’t even sit up straight without falling forward into cute guy. He looks up to find the most beautiful brown eyes looking back at him, filled with amusement. “You’re really fucking cute,” Yuri almost whispers as he looks down at their hands. “What’s your name again?”
This time the guy does laugh. “Otabek,” he says with a laugh. “But you can call me Beka,” he continues.
“OtaBECK,” Yuri says, testing the word out. “OoootaBecK!” he pops the b and the K. He nearly crosses his eyes like he could see the words. “OtaBrrr…” He stops and looks at the man before him. Broad shoulders, chisel jawline, dark hair, thick eyebrows… “Otabear,” he hums with a lustful smirk as he rakes his eyes over cute guy.
Otabek laughs as if he’s highly amused. His cheeks turning pink in the dim lamp light of the small apartment. “You can just say Beka if that helps,” Otabek offers.
“Beka,” Yuri tries. “Okay BeKa,” again popping the b and k, “you um… seeing anyone OtaBear?” He said liking that particular nickname instead.
Otabek, who happens to be sitting on the floor, leaning against a chair, while Yuri is leaning against a sofa. Brings his knee up and rest his head in his hand that sits on his knee. “Yeah actually.” Otabek says with a smile.
Yuri suddenly feels very disappointed, but decides he won’t be discouraged. “Are they … cute?”
“Oh yeah, really cute.”
“Damn,” Yuri thinks out loud. He sways a moment before looking back at his drinking buddy. “Do they… um … do they kiss really good? Cuz I’m an excellent kisser,” Yuri says hoping to temp the man.
“Best I’ve ever had,” Otabek says, smile now getting larger completely reaching his eyes.
“Fuck!” Yuri exclaims. What did he have to offer to be better then this … person. “Do I know them?”
“Are they a friend? Do I like them?” Yuri asked, now worried it would be someone he’d have to face.
“Most of the time,” Otabek said, the smile faltering for a moment.
“Are you happy with them?” Yuri asked quietly, the fight draining from him, only to be replaced with sadness.
“Very.” Was his simple answer.
“Do you …” he swallowed a lump in his throat. “Do you love them?” he nearly whispered.
Otabek didn’t answer right away, but looked at him intently. “Yes,” he said quietly.
“I hope they love you back, you look like a really great guy,” Yuri said, his brain deciding it was time to shut down.
His eyes suddenly felt like ten pound weights had been placed on them, and he couldn’t keep them open. His body also began to feel heavy, and he could tell he was starting to slide to the side but couldn’t hold himself up even if he tried. However, before he met his fate on the floor, strong arms caught him, and shifted his body. Before he knew it, he was being lifted and carried a few feet away to some other place in the small home.
His brain barely registered as his clothes were being removed and he was tucked onto a soft bed, and wrapped in cool sheets.
The last thing his drunken mind would remember would be a soft, warm kiss to his brow, and whispered words into his ear.
The Runaways:01 02 Ship: Nerd!Namjoon | BadGirl!Reader Description: From the moment you saved Namjoon, you had him hooked. But the question is- are you worth all of the trouble you bring? Warnings: Triggering, Drugs, Rapeplay, Blowjob, Breathplay, Degrading Names, Hair Pulling, Handjob, Dirty Talk, Slapping, Consensual Non-Consent, Face Fucking Word Count: 8,032 A/N: It gets worse- trust me.
Seeing that pin up picture with a girl, that had the focus on her legs and some dude actually sitting in the plane I couldn’t help myself. I know it’s not very Barry like but imagining him showing up there for a second and do this just to mess with Hal, who is getting ready for take off is still funny in my head. But I actually think that Hal loves his legs haha
Congrats on 5k. For the drabbles, maybe a cute drunk destiel scene?
“Did you see what I just did, Cas?” Dean chuckles as he holds his beer out, pointing at the bar. “I did, I just… they totally-” He snorts, burying his face into Castiel’s neck and laughing uncontrollably. Castiel’s chuckling as well, knowing exactly what Dean meant even though he didn’t finish his sentence. “I- I think we should go back to the others,” he says, with only a tiny hint of sobriety in his voice. “They’ll probably think why we’ve been gone so long…” He grins at the idea.
“Oh, we were just slaying some vampires or somethin’ normal like that,” Dean says, still laughing under his breath. They walk over the grass, holding onto each other, trying not to spill beer on their clothes. They hear the loud singing of Gabriel coming from the circle of friends spread out on the grass, laughter of Benny, soft giggling from the girls. Dean slumps down on the place Cas was sitting earlier and pulls his friend down with him. “Dean!” Castiel says as his beer spills over his and Dean’s arm. A few of their friends laugh, but they don’t pay much attention to them. “Oops,” Dean grins with a failed attempt to dry Castiel’s arm with his soaked sleeve. “Sorry, buddy.”
“…’s fine.” Castiel puts his empty bottle aside and takes Dean’s. “But now you got to share.” Dean doesn’t try to take his bottle back, just watches Castiel drink. A smile glides on his face, different from the drunk laughter and chuckling from before. “What?” Cas asks, lips hovering over the bottle. “Nothin’,” Dean shifts closer. “You’re cute when you’re drunk.” “You say weird things when you’re drunk.” Cas blushes, giving the bottle back. “I’m not drunk.” Dean huffs, beer dripping over his chin as he drinks. “Okay, maybe a little.” Cas lays down into the cool grass, and Dean follows. He looks at Cas again. He isn’t just cute when he is drunk, he is always cute. But the only time Dean dares to say it is when he has alcohol in his body and his head is light, filled with less worrying.
He wishes he dared to say it at different times as well. Castiel doesn’t seem to be aware of Dean staring at him instead of the stars, talking about all the constellations and messing up names, scoffing when he can’t remember. He talks more when he’s drunk, his hair’s wilder, cheeks darker, eyes glossier. Dean loves this look on him. Not that he doesn’t like the sober Cas, sassy but intelligent, tough but a little shy in large groups, but Castiel seems to worry less as well. His frown isn’t that deep, and he smiles more. Dean really likes the way Cas smiles. “Are you even listening?” Castiel turns is head and frowns at him. “Uh… no.” Dean bites his lip. “Got a little distracted.” “Alrighty, time for some truth or dare!” Gabriel yells and tugs at Castiel. “Get up, little brother, Dean-o, this time you’re joining too. No way out.” “Fine, fine,” Dean gets up as well, brushing the grass from Cas’ shoulders. He doesn’t like these weird games, but now he’s drunk, it actually sounds like it could be fun. Sitting close to Cas, he follows the game, has to take off his shirt for a dare, admits that he cheated on his latest test and dares Cas to drink down the beer that’s left in all the bottles.
When Cas emptied the last bottle, Gabriel grabs it from him and spins it around. “Changing the game,” he says as he watches the bottle spin. “Let’s see who’s lucky enough to kiss me.” It ends up at Meg, who rolls her eyes but lets Gabriel kiss her cheek, the others cheering them on. A long time ago, they made up the rule to kiss wherever the other allowed you to just so no one would have to be afraid about boundaries and awkward conversations afterward. Dean isn’t really into this game, but he plays along anyway. He gives Benny a kiss on his hand and gets kissed on his cheek by Aaron. Then, as he spins the bottle himself, it lands on Cas. His heart skips a beat, swallowing as he turns to him. “Where?” He asks, trying not to stare at Castiel’s lips too much. They look so soft and warm and he’d totally let Cas kiss him on his lips, but he doesn’t know if Castiel wants to….
“Wherever you want.” Cas shrugs. He’s the first to not give any boundaries, and the others cheer, some applaud and shout body parts at Dean. But he already set his mind on one thing. He leans in, cups Castiel’s cheek in one strong hand and kisses him full on his lips. There’s a silence, one that seems to take ages, Cas seems to be frozen and for one terrifying moment, Dean wonders if he just made the biggest mistake of his life. Then, Castiel leans in almost desperately and the others start to cheer again. But Dean doesn’t care about them. He smiles and plays with the curl of hair in Castiel’s neck, teases his tongue against his lips until they need to gasp for air.
They forget the game as Dean pulls Cas down on the grass, grinning with their alcohol-fogged minds only set on each other. A tiny voice in the back of his head says that maybe Castiel wouldn’t want this when being sober. But it doesn’t feel that way. Cas takes his hand and holds it, kisses Dean as if this is meant to be, though messy and grinning and fully ignoring the others who’d decided to continue the game without them. Cas kisses his cheek, his jaw, his neck and takes his time to explore as if Dean was something new and divine. But Dean has to know. “You sure this isn’t just because you’re drunk?” He mutters, afraid to ask but dying to know. “I’m sure it’s not.” Cas hums and kisses his way back up so he can look at Dean. “I’ve always wanted to do this. Never dared to.” Dean chuckles again, trying to be serious and sober but the happiness in him taking over. “Good,” he smiles, pulling Cas down again. “You can continue, then.” Castiel’s laugh makes his stomach flutter, he laughs as well, and they keep laughing as they try to kiss. They don’t succeed that well, but they know it doesn’t matter. They’d have plenty of time for that.