A Gift To You

overflowing| Annji

A/n: I need to edit this

"You know what Ganji? You look like you can't handle your alcohol" Mike teased from his side of the bar.

"Hah?" Ganji looked over the massive pile of muscles that was William, who was seated in between the two.

"He's right, You look like a lightweight" William laughed and took another sip of chilled wine. He liked his fruity most days, it just tasted so right!

"Not all of us are alcoholics" Ganji had never really enjoyed drinking like some of the older folks here. It made people act...odd and made it difficult to think properly. However, as long as he was with people he trusted, he didn't mind a glass or two.

"Awwww wittle ganji dosent wilke to dwink" Mike giggled, clearly becoming tipsier, "Hey, hey Ganji hey!"

"Oh my God, why did you give him that?" Ganji groaned as the blond got up and hugged him from behind.

"I loveeeeeee youuuuuu"

"Well I don't"

A hurt gasp!

"William! Ganji said he dosent love me!"

"Ganji, how could you say something so cruel!?" William gasped and held Mike in his arms, "It's ok Blondy, I'LL love you!" He makes sure to be extra dramatic in holding the blond close, "I can treat you ten times better than he ever could!"

"Oh, William! My honey bunches!!!" Mike hugged the rugby star.

"Sugar baby"

"Buttercup!"

"Babycakes"

"Pookie bear"

That was the last straw and both of them busted out laughing. Even Ganji, who tried to hide his smile behind the glass, started to laugh.

"Speaking of pet names, Ganji, what does Anne call you? Oh! I bet it's bat babe"

"Bat babe! Oh my God, that's perfect" William choked on his wine.

"She doesn't call me bat babe! Shut up!" He hissed, a heavy flush starting to spread across his scared face," she doesn't call me anything, just Ganji is fine"

"Ha!" Mike tripped over himself, tipsy,"lo-Look at him, I bet my bottom dollar you're gonna drop like a rock"

"I'll drop you like a rock Morton!" He got up and playfully started roughhousing with the blond.

"Children children, don't break anything! Demi will have my head" William remembered the last time someone broke one of her bottles. She was not happy about it.

"- That's why you look hehehhee look like the bottom of my foot!" Mike tripped over himself and hit the ground, taking the batter with him then sat on the man's back.

"Mike!"

"Hahaha!" Mike tugged on Ganji headband, making his eyelids go up as he played bongos on his forehead.

"'M gonna eat you alive!" And with a surge of drunken power Ganji rolled the blond off and started gnawing on his arm.

"WILLIAM! HE'S EATING ME"

"Well eat him back"

"Oh yeah"

And thus the two were nothing more than a pile of drunk limbs and teeth chewing on each other. Which was exactly what Anne had walked in on.

"Pardon, is Kevin in here? I need someone to chop some wo-" to say she was confused was an understatement. Why was Mike chewing on Ganjis ankle and why was Ganji gnawing on Mike's arm? Did she even want to know?