Sean Macgurie One Shots Ig

drunk, as usual

After saving Sean from some bounty hunters, the camp has been much more lively because of the loud mouth drunk.
It was early in the morning and only a few were up, Including me, who was brewing up some coffee.
"Good Morning Y/N! Sleep well I see!" Said an Irish accent.
I turned around to find Sean, already drinking from the bottle.
"Didn't you just wake up? How do you just wake up and start drinking?"
"It wakes ya right up, it really does."
"No wonder why your always acting funny, your drunk the morning you get up!" I laughed.
"Now that ain't true, I have a high alcohol tolerance. Give me about.. Five shots an' I still ain't drunk!"
"Sure. Whatever you say, Macguire." I rolled my eyes. He got drunk every day after robbing a bank or something.
Sean took a long drink from the bottle and set it aside. "I bet you a hundred dollars that by five shots I still ain't drunk. Ill show you! I bet I can take you to a saloon and I won't be drunk till twelve shots!"
"Fine then. I bet you'll be drunk even before you go." I snickered. Its an easy hundred, why waste it?
"Lets go then!" Sean exclaimed.
I raised an eyebrow. "Nobody would be stupid enough to open the saloon at the crack of dawn."
"That is true... Fuck."
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A couple hours later, me and Sean arrive at the saloon in Valentine.
"You better have that hundred in your pocket there, Y/N! Cause I'll be having it real soon." Sean laughed.
"Sure you will, sure you will" I repeated.
"Hey! Can I have some whiskey please!" Sean yelled to the bartender. The bartender was kind of busy, dealing with two drunkerds who wouldn't shut the hell up.
"Hello?? I need a-"
"Sean just stop. He's busy." I sighed.
"Ah fuck. How the hell am I gonna get a hundred dollars now?"
"Just wait a second, Sean. Why are you being so Impatient, god."
"Cause I wanna impress you with my amazing drinking skills, of course!" The loud mouth joked.
"Okay then Sean. Whatever you say." I rolled my eyes. I've seen his 'amazing' drinking skills before, it was him becoming a sloppy drunk.

After a few shots, it was clear Sean was as drunk as a sailor.
"Sean, you lost! Your drunk!" I laughed.
"Fuckin shit! I ain't- I aint that drunk Y/N! I'm probably not that drunk!" Sean stumbled.
"Sean we should probably sit down, I don't want you to fall down or something."
"I ain't gonna fall downn I ain't drunk! I bet you just are sayin that to, to, I don't know! Mess with my fuckin head!"
"Sean just sit down you miserable drunk!" I yelled.
"God, don't be so rude!" Sean sat down. " y'know I really did wanna impress you! I really do Y/n!"

I sighed. "I bet your just saying that cause your drunk."
"No its true! I love ya, really I do!" The drunk giggled and he put his head on the table.
My face became a bit of a redish pink as Sean laughed. "Heh, you love me too I bet.. Don't try to hide it! Haha! You do!" The drunk started jumping up and down, laughing and repeating himself.
"Sean Macguire you..!" I sighed as they got up to grab the drunk.
Sean glanced at my and fell on me, laughing.
I held the drunk and tried to lead him back to the horses.
"I really do love ya, Y/N, I hope you know that." He mumbled.
"Heh, I love you too, you drunk Basterd, hopefully you'll say it when your not drunk." I forced Sean on the horse.
"I'd say it anytime. I love ya."
"Okay Mr.Macguire, now you can annoy everyone else in the gang now when we get back to camp."

A/N
I'm sorry if this is cringe I made it at 1:32 am and idk if its weird or not. Sorry for it being bad!!