Matthew Gray Gubler One Shots and Scenarios

Drunk #3

Last one in the "Drunk" category.

Y/N = your name

Y/NN = your nick name

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"Say, Y/N?" Your best friend Matthew appeared by your side, a bottle of beer in each hand. You were currently at some family member's birthday party bored out of your mind.

"Yeah?"

"Have you ever been drunk before?"

You thought back. You were barely 21 to his 23. "Nope."

He tipped one of the beers at you, smirking. "Fancy it?"

You smirked back at him. "Bring it, Gube!"

He handed the beer to you and led you over to a vacant table in a far off corner. You started off slow, taking your time to drink the cold beer before Matthew started plying you with shots.

After a couple of hours, endless drinks and some highly energetic dancing on your part, you were both absolutely hammered and the night was drawing to a close.

The opening bars of your favourite slow song started to play, making you squeal.

"I love this song!" You grabbed his hand. "Will you come dance with me, please?"

"I'm not sure." He was drunk but not that drunk.

"Please Matty?" You pouted at him.

He rolled his eyes but stood up anyway allowing you to lead him over to the nearly empty dance floor.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, looking up at him as his hands found your hips.

"Thank you for coming with me Matthew."

He smiled down at you. "You're welcome. I've really enjoyed tonight and I have to say; you look really pretty."

You blushed. You had worn a Y/Fave Colour skater dress, teaming it with a pair of converse and, although it wasn't anything special or out of the ordinary, wearing them made you feel pretty good.

"You look rather handsome yourself." You complimented him back. He was wearing his usual ripped skinny jeans, black t-shirt and boots. He had long discarded his cardigan on the back of his chair given how warm he had gotten after a few drinks.

You both just stared at each other for what seemed like forever. Getting completely lost in the music and the alcohol, you felt yourself rising up onto your tiptoes as he bent down slightly.

You soon felt his sweet lips on yours. He tasted like beer and somewhat fruity from the various shots you had both been taking.

The sound of the DJ calling for couples for the last song cut you off, causing you both to pull away. You swayed a little from the drink.

"Let's get you home." He mumbled into your ear.

You could only nod, suddenly feeling really tired. Grabbing his jacket, Matthew led you by the hand outside where the cold hit you hard.

He placed his jacket over your shoulders and pulled you into a warm hug whilst you waited for a cab. You squeezed him in appreciation.

"Hey Y/NN?"

"Hmmm?"

"Would you want to go out with me sometime? Y'know; when we're not drunk and I actually have the balls to ask you out?"

You just smiled up at him, nodding. "Anytime."