[ 050 ] 𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐊

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MILES DOESNT GET DRUNK EASILY BUT WHEN HE DOES, he becomes a loose cannon. he could be overly emotional and get sad by looking at the wall, he could get pissed by someone's breathing or he could just be a walking sex toy.

him and lexie have been struggling a bit, both of them wanted to move to italy but it was much, much easier said than done.

it was stressing them both out.

him and timmy went out with friends, which resulted in him coming home... drunk, but so was timothee.

they were both laughing like loud idiots, timothee fell like halfway up the stairs, lexie stared at them as they walked down the hall.

"what the fuck is going on?" she asked, causing them to turn around and face her, they looked really really fucking stupid.

they just bursted out laughing.

miles stumbled over to her before grabbing her arm and dragging her into his bedroom and shutting the door behind them, he backed her up, pinning her against the door with his arms on either side of her.

"you're beautiful" he whispered as he examined her entire face,

"thank you" she whispered, she could smell the alcohol coming off of his skin—-he leaned in and pressed his lips against hers softly.

"my future wife is so pretty" he whispered in her ear, she giggled a bit before he gasped,

"oh my god— i am SO DUMB! i just need to marry you already please marry me, okay wait let me get on one knee" he drunkly laughed.

"wait— what?!" she shouted as she stared at him with a horrified expression,

"i'm going to propose to you duhhhhhh" miles laughed through his drunk slurs, but he saw the expression she had on her face,

"it's either i'm getting on one knee for you or you are getting on your knees for me" he crossed his arms,

"or we can go to bed and sleep because you're drunk" she replied,

"no! it's proposing time lexie!" he said before dropping on one knee in front of her,

"i love you more than anything and you're good at sex, marry me!" he giggled before standing up and kissing her on the lips,

she actually laughed, he was really funny when he was drunk... just don't get him mad.

"oh and then after you're supposed to have sex, but tEcHincAllY you should be a virgin because you're supposed to wait until marriage but i took your virginity when we were teenagers! oh my got i rememeber that— HAHAHAHA and then your sister yelled at us!!" he said with the biggest smile on his face.

"but—" she began saying,

"—and we haven't done it with a condom for like... MONTHS! i'm not even pulling out anymore, like we just don't care anymore because we know that we want to spend our lives together, oh and just so you know it's so hot when i cum inside of you like pulling out is so annoying—" he rambled,

"—MILES! stop talking" she said as she grabbed his shoulders,

"YES, SO TRUE! less talking more fucking, get on the bed" he pulled on her arm and pushed her towards the bed.

"that's not what i—" she began saying but he cut her off once again,

"—don't talk, it's better if you don't talk, only talk when you're calling me daddy or some shit" he said as he covered her mouth and pushed her on the bed, she stared at him with wide eyes.

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