Nightmare Team x Reader Oneshots (REQUESTS ARE OPEN!)

It's just a shot of whiskey

Love Interest: GeorgewasFound

Genre: Fluff

Extra Notes: You are a pure (well almost) soul, and have a crush on George. The Nightmare Team had a party and everyone except you and Napsap has gotten drunk.

George stared at the cup in his hands with a blank look on his face. He blinked slowly and looked up, watching Good swing from the chandelier and almost hit Nightmare.

You and Napsap were in a separate room, playing a game of UNO.

The music was slightly muted by the walls, but you could still hear the words.

Napsap grumbled and dropped his cards. "I'm tired, but I can't go to bed because of the music." He said, pulling his knees towards his chest. "The music is too loud."

You sighed and put down your cards, standing up and finding some sound-canceling headphones. "Here," You said, handing them to Napsap. "Put them on and go to sleep."

Napsap thanked you and put them on, closing his eyes. Sounds of snoring were heard a few minutes later.

You put a blanket on his shoulders and went to the main room, where the music was the loudest.

George noticed you enter and waved you over. "H-hey! *hic* How u doin"

You chuckled and shook your head. "George, you are drunk. Put down the cup." You reached out and tried to take the cup from him, only to have George hold it above you.

"no, the cup is minn. U cant fuckin hav it." He stuck out his tongue at you. "*hic*"

You frowned and crossed your arms.

Nightmare stumbled over and nearly fell on George. "heh, who knew Good was a great kisser-" He bent over and threw up on the ground, chuckling.

"Ew." You said, stepping back.

George mumbled something and kicked Nightmare over, stepping over him.

"Come on George, let's get you to your room." You said, pulling him towards his room.

"aw, bby girl, I didnt know u wanted to *hic* fuck that bad." George said, dropping his cup on the ground.

You blushed and smacked George on the back of the head. "No, you are just drunk."

George coughed. "naw, i just like u" He leaned against the wall and threw up in the trash can, wiping the puke from his chin.

"What?"

George pointed at you. "i fucking love u but i dont want to tell u that *hic* because i looove uu soo muchhh" His words started to slur together, but you made out most of it.

"Nope, nope, nope." You said. "You are just drunk and saying whatever comes to mind."

George stared at you, his gaze focusing on your face. "do i look fuckin drunk to u?"

"Oh my god."

"Hehe, I'm not a fucking lightweight like Nightmare or Good." George chuckled, a hiccup happening a few seconds later. "I can tell the difference between you and someone who isn't my fucking friend."

You stared at him, wide-eyed.

"I know I'm hot but damn,"

"I like you too."

George stared at you this time. "Good. I thought I was going insane." He looked down at his hands.

"Where'd my cup go."