My Best Friend's Husband?

Accidentally In Drunk

After about a week of the guys at con, they come over again for another sleep over. I swear they are like homeless and only ever couch surf with me. I joke in my head.

I am just finishing up making vegan lasagna rolls for all of us to eat when I hear a knock on the door. "Oh good, I don't have to wait too long to serve this and eat it," I go over and open the door to just Arny standing there with a little bouquet of flowers. What the fuck? Oh, not right now! No asking me out right noooow!
I fake a smile so he doesn't think I don't want him here, "Arny! Come in," I step aside and let him in.

"I brought you some flowers, I know you don't really like getting cut flowers, but I figured you might like something to put around to decorate?" He offers sweetly. Oh thank fuck it was just him being nice...

"Thank you! I'll put these in water real quick." I find my one vase I own and get them into some nice water and set on a dining room table.

"You got a new table?" He leans on the counter a little.

"Oh, yeah! Found it on the side of the road and I mean, it just had a few dents but it's still really good!" I sigh happily, "then I found these six chairs at good will and made them match by painting them. They're all different kinds but I just don't care about that part..."
I go over to get the rolls onto the table and then some garlic bread and rosemary bread for those who don't want dairy.

When I go over to grab a glass on the top shelf, I realize I shouldn't have put my nicer glasses out of reach. "I hate being average height..." I sigh until I feel a warm chest against my back and see Arny's tattoo'd arm reach up passed me, taking down the five glasses I was reaching for.

"Here you go," the next knock at the door comes, probably all the rest of the boys, just as I turn around to be face to face with Arny... and chest to chest.

"Thanks..." I can't look away from his eyes for once, kinda... stuck... his eyes are so warm and sweet... like a deep brown teddy bear color that honestly makes me melt...
Well, would make me melt if a second knock didn't sound, snapping me out of it and making me slip passed him to open the door for the rest of the guys. "Hey!" I don't notice my cheeks are rosey red and I definitely look like a deer in headlight.

"You ok?" Danny jokes as they all walk in but then smirks when he sees Arny. "Oh, you beat us here, I see." The rest of the boys all smirk with him at Arny and I.

"You all look awfully smug for someone who could get poisoned by my cooking." I flick Pete's forehead. "Wash your hands and sit down." I use my mom voice.

They all rush to the bathroom or my bedroom bathroom to wash their hands, except Arny... "You too, Mister." I snap my fingers at him, "chop chop. Wash hands." He looks mildly surprised but goes to wash his hands in the kitchen sink.
"What does everyone want to drink?!" I call out for everyone to answer.

"Just water," Pete calls.
"What do you have?" Danny asks as he walks back in.
"Do you have any soda?" Brandon asks as he also walks out but of my room from my bathroom.

"I've got root beer, sprite, and coke... I don't really drink soda so I've only got like two cans of each thing." I look at Arny because he didn't answer, but before I can ask him, Pete comes out happy af.
"I've also got alcohol..." I offer and point at my little win fridge my neighbor offered me since she was getting rid of it for a new one.

"Fuck yeah! Let's get drunk!" Pete jokes, making me roll my eyes.

"Just grab a bottle, I'll get the water and soda... and..." I poke Arny's side as he dries his hands, "you?"

"Oh, just water... Thanks." He gives a little smile.

"Brandon, can you grab the alcohol glasses I've got up there? Arny got the normal glasses down but I'm not letting y'all go wild on my alcohol." I joke as he nods and gets down the other glasses.