Falling for You

Drunken Decisions

Song - Only happy when it rains by garbage

"Baby, I'm moving to New York jobless!" I shouted.
"You'll get a job easy, y'know how many bookstores there must be in New York?"

I groaned running a hand through my hair, frustrated.
"Hey we don't have to even go away for that long. We could go for like a week." He sat down next to me on the bed, trying to convince me.

"It's still a lot of money. We're already paying for that venue and that fucking cake is needlessly expensive." I complained.
"Babe you wanted that cake, I mean we could get one out of Tesco if it's really too-"
"Oh we're getting that cake."
We laughed.

I leant my head on his shoulder.
He gently tucked my hair behind my ear.
"I just wanna go a honeymoon with my new wife. Forget about the real world for a bit and just be with you." He whispered and pecked a kiss on my forehead.

"Ugh I wanna go a honeymoon too."
I admitted.
"Then let's go one."
"Tim-"
"We can get a cheap hotel." He suggested.
"Tim, we can't afford it."
He sighed and lay back on the bed.

"I'm sorry baby." I whispered sadly at how upset he was.
I looked back at him, he had his hands over his face.
"Don't apologise, it's not your fault."
He said still hiding his face.

...

A few days later Tim's best man arrived. He and Timmy went out drinking while I had Lois over to the apartment to do face masks and paint each other's nails.

Around two am he came home, absolutely bluttered.
Lois and I were sleeping toe to head on the couch.

"Good evening," he slurred loudly slamming the door shut.
I jerked awake.
"Holy shit, you scared me babe." I said sitting up.
"Yeah me too." Said Lois.

"Sorry baby." He staggered over to the couch and sat beside me, his head falling in my lap.
"Woah baby you are hammered."
"I didn't even have that many bottles."
"Bottles?!"

Lois stood up.
"I'll get him some water."
She walked into the kitchen.
He sat up and kissed me sloppily, tasting of whiskey.
"Mm no Timothée." I said pushing him back.
He pouted like a child.

"It doesn't matter, plenty of time for that on our honeymoon." He said conclusively resting his head on my shoulder.

"What're you talking about Tim we can't afford-"
"Can we now?" He murmured drunkenly.
"What?"
He reached into his blazer and pulled out a stack of money tied together.

"Holy shit Tim. H-how."
"We went to a casino and I won big. So I'm gonna use it to get us a nice honeymoon some place exotic." He spoke making large gestures with his hands.

"Oh my god." I gasped.
Lois came back in with the water and handed it to Timothée.
"Holy shit Tim where'd that come from?"
"Ca-sin-o." He sung making us laugh.
"Drink your water." Lois said.

"And after that go to bed. You need sleep." I said.
"With you?" He winked.
"No, I'm staying out here with Lois."
He kicked his feet like a child making me and Lois laugh at him.

"I want you." He complained.
Me and Lois just laughed at his wineing. But once he finished his water I led him to the bedroom given he could barely walk without walking into the walls.

As soon as the door was shut though he pounced. I was suddenly slammed against the dresser being kissed.
"Oh Timmy," I pushed him off.
"Oh come on y/n, I'm really horny." He pulled me into him by my hips.
"Tim, my friend is next door no."

Usually that would be enough but he was drunk and persisted.
"Come onnn, just a quickie."
"I don't like quickies."
"I'll make you like them." He said trying to kiss me again.
"Go to bed Timmy."
"But I'm hard."
I glanced down before harshly saying;
"Then jerk off."

I went back into the living room feeling a bit bad. I told Lois and she said she thought I'd done the right thing.
"You don't wanna have sex just for him to not remember it the next morning."
"You're right."
"I always am." She said taking a sip of her water.

A/N : the wedding is approachinggggg I'm excited.