Rinney oneshots🫶🏼

Not such a good idea 2/2

I must have drank too much. Because what I was doing right now, well...it wasn't the smartest. Even for me. In case your wondering, I was currently uh...twerking. Against the wall. Don't ask me why, ask the alcohol. It wasn't as bad as what I was doing right now. I was..well, uh- twerking on something else. Well, someone else. Bruce, out of all people. I guess alcohol does bring out the worst in people.

I had been sitting on Bruce , along with him with a turned face, blushing deeply as our other drunk friends cheered. Mostly robin and Billy, because they were the most drunk. Griffin was watching cartoons, but secretly actually watching us, laughing his tiny ass off. Robin was cooing a yelling, jumping up and down with his hands in the air. That kid knows how to have a good time. I mean, without alcohol. He just gets drunk on fun. Finney was..where is finney? Oh, he's throwing up in a trash can . I thought, looking around at everyone to see if they were having a good time. Gwenny was sitting with griffin, talking to him about Donna. Those kids were cool. Gwen knew how to kick ass and griffin could take a fucking joke. He could make 'em, too. I turned back my head, dragging myself to reality. My head was fucked up by getting drunk, but I knew I was embarrassed. For some reason though, I kept going. Billy was jumping with Robin, cooing and cheering also. He got on my nerves sometimes, I don't know why though. Bruce was a whole ass tomato by the time I got up to get another drink. I saw finney get up, make his way toward me, and take the bottle out of my hand. I could see him waving his hand in front of me, hearing him family call out my name, seeming as if it were coming from another source far from me. The earth started getting blurry and sounds turned to rings. I saw darkness, and everything went blank.

I woke up to the sound of ringing in my ears, and a buzzing headache. "goddamn it" I sneered, covering my ears only to make the blaring louder. I scrambled out of a bed and threw on a hoodie that was on the floor, making it out of the bedroom I was in for some reason, to get some answers.First thing I saw was about 40 empty beer bottles on the table, flipped over or that fell on the dirty floor. Bingo. Second thing I saw was much more disturbing. Robin and finney, both  in their boxers..sleeping I think? I mean, Robin was drooling all over finney so probably. That's kinda gross though- Anyway, I picked up all the beer bottles off the floor so that Gwen or griffin didn't step on any. I took a cup of water to help with the headache and the ringing, but it barely did anything, really. It helped the raging headache, but not the ringing.

Griffin and Billy were sleeping in my grandmas bed, cuddled together. It was cute but they looked gay af💀. Gwenny and Donna were both in the bathroom doing their hair, and that classic girl stuff I won't ever understand. I had looked everywhere, yet no sign of Bruce. I had to ask him about last night, I feel if I asked anyone else it would be embarrassing. Bruce is, well, kindhearted. He would just tell me and not make fun of me if I did something weird. I finally found him, he was in my bedroom. He had on my hoodie,which was unusual, but he probably just got cold. I sat on the bed, almost instantly waking him up. "Shit" I thought, placing my hand on the back of my head. He glanced up at me, turning and yawning. He was kinda cute- wait why am I thinking about that? I ain't no fag💀

"Ey Bruce, sorry I woke ya up, I just had a question."
He smiled at me lightly, before answering, "hey Vance. Question me, I always have answers." I blushed at that. Why did I blush at that.  "I uh.. oh um did I do anything weird last night?" Bruce froze, almost immediately turned red. "Woah, woah what's wrong? You look dead!" I questioned grabbing him by his shoulders and shaking him. "No, I'm okay." He declared. He turned his face to the side, and said "you uh, you sat on me." I instantly felt regret. "Omg wtf" I pleaded in my mind, weeping because of how much I hate myself. "Look, I'm so-" oh yea, and you twerked on me too." He finished. My jaw DROPPED.   "....I...am so sorry." I said, mortified. He looked at me, and of all things, he smiled. He. Smiled. my heart almost skipped a whole damn beat. Until he unfortunately had to finish his sentence. "—but they got a video." "THEY GOT A WHAT." I screamed, almost yelping. My voice cracked a little, and Bruce started laughing his ass off. But seeing him laughing made me happy. So happy, that I eventually started laughing too. I laughed and laughed, Bruce by my side. Maybe they had a photo, maybe I'd live in regret, but at least I'm closer to him.