andrew garfield imagines

drunk - andrew garfield

ship : andrew garfield x female reader

you get a little too drunk at your friends wedding, needing some assistance from andrew to help you out before you ruin someones wedding.

warnings : talk about alcohol, swearing, mentions of vomit, fluffy

  you were currently at your good friends wedding, youre on your third glass of wine and definitely not thinking straight anymore. you were on the dance floor, your hands linked with the brides as you spun around.
  you were fuck faced, and it was painfully obvious to everyone around that you had reached your limit. your hair was disheveled and your face was red, you couldnt breathe with all the laughter escaping your mouth.
  to andrew, however, you still looked beautiful as ever even if you were off your ass drunk.
  he knew that he would most likely be holding your hair back half the night as you emptied the contents consumed tonight into the porcelain bowl. he knew that you would act like a clingy toddler whenever he tried to go anywhere.
  you werent much of a drinker, and you definitely didnt hold alcohol well because of this. you would regret ever living tomorrow morning, he was sure of it.
  andrew was talking with his buddies, a beer in hand as he kept an eye on you, laughing at whatever joke the groom had made about how shitfaced you were right now.
  "oh god man, good luck when you take her home," someone called to andrew.
  he laughed at the statement.
  "shes gonna be a handful for sure," one of the groomsmen said.
  "speaking of which, i think were gonna head out now for that exact reason."
  the guys nodded and said their goodbyes and congratulations to the groom, before andrew walked over to the dancefloor and went to retrieve you.
  "hey [Y/F/N], can i steal her from you?" andrew asked politely.
  "of course, good luck."
  "hey, baby," andrew said as he swayed to the music with you.
  "hey. im drunk, andrew," you slurred.
  he chuckled, "yeah, i know," he began. "wanna head home?"
  you protested for a bit, ultimately letting the tiredness take over you and you let him take you home.
  "i need help before i fall over and ruin someones wedding."
  "here you go," he lifted you up bridal style, waving to yours and his friends before taking you home, mentally preparing himself for a long night.

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