Bad Omens One Shots

Drunk (Nick Folio)

Background: You and Nick are best friends, whom you happen to be in love with. One night, you got drunk and called him to pick you up from a friend's house. You end up telling him that you love him while drunk. This should be...interesting.

Currently laying on the couch at your friend's house, you take another sip from your cup.

"No more after this, you are out of it." Your friend scolds you.

"You're lame, I want more." You groan.

"I don't want you getting sick, so no. Sorry." Your friend says as she walks back into the main room, where you are.

You sigh.

"Why don't you have your boyfriend pick you up and take you back home?" She asks.

"He's not my boyfriend..yet." You giggle.

"Right..." Your friend laughs.

"I'll text him though, hope he answers." You say. After you say this, you pull your phone out to text him.

"I'm surprised you can even see your phone screen clearly." She says.

"Magic." You say.

Nick replies, and says that he's on his way over there. He doesn't live that far, so you wait outside with your friend on her front porch.

As he gets there, your friend helps you stand up. The next thing you know, you're in Nick's car.

While driving, you thank him for picking you up.

"It's not a problem." He replies.

"Have you ever heard the saying...drunk words are sober thoughts?" You ask.

"No...but can this wait until we get to your place?" He asks.

"You're no fun." You mumble.

"Just don't wanna crash the car." He says.

"Fineee." You pout.

After he parks his car in the parking lot of your apartment complex, he helps you out of the car and into your apartment.

Once settled in bed, Nick looks like he's about to leave.

"Nickkk," You say.

"Yeah?" He asks, walking towards you.

"Stay with me tonight, pleaseeee." You ask.

"Alright, only because I can't say no to you." He chuckles.

You smile, and he joins you on the bed, laying next to you.

"No funny business though, you're drunk." He reminds you.

"That's fine. Mind if I continue with my "drunk words are sober thoughts" comment?" You suggest.

"Go on ahead." He replies.

"Y'know..you're like my favorite person." You say.

He raises an eyebrow. "And why's that hm?"

"I dunno, maybe I just like you. Besides, you're all I think about." You say.

His face flushes to a pink color. Little did you know, he felt the same way, but he did not plan on telling you this while you're drunk.

"Oh really?" He asks.

"Mhmmm. Do you know how much I love you?" You ask, running your hand over his arm, tracing shapes there.

Oh boy. His face is even redder.

You look up, and notice this. "You good?"

"I'm this close to malfunctioning. So, no." He says quickly.

You chuckle.

"I know I'm drunk, but can we at least cuddle?"

He smiles at you. "We can do that. Just no funny business."

You cuddle against him, and lay your head on his chest. Yawning, he chuckles.

"Go to sleep, I'll be right here." He says, kissing your forehead.

"Promise?" You ask.

"Promise." He says.

Yawning once more, you close your eyes. "Goodnight."

"Night, beautiful." He says.

Before you pass out, a smile forms on your face. Nick passes out a while after you.

Part two coming soon....