Closer

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AUTHORS NOTE:

Hii, first oneshot ever on this account, wow! This one was written by Alex. We hope you enjoy!
TW: alcohol (Y/N is tipsy) // a teeny weeny bit suggestive!
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It was a busy friday night. Y/N and Albert had just arrived at Y/N's place after being out with friends at a bar. Some of them drank a bit too much and had to leave, and one of them was Y/N. She wasn't THAT drunk, but Albert still wanted to take her home, just in case. He didn't want something to happen to her while she was vulnerable like this.

He managed to get her sobered up a little with some food and water, but she was still tipsy. Her speech was slurred, and her pupils were dialated. They were sitting on her couch as she was telling him some drama from her workplace, and, of course, he was fully invested.

"Yeah, I know! And then he-" Y/N talked on and on, and he listened to every word she was saying. She was so adorable all excited like this, he thought. He didn't know if he was more focused on what she was saying or the way she effortlessly looked drop-dead gorgeous. Her hair framing her face so perfectly, her mascara making her eyes look round and absolutely stunning to look into...

"Oh also, I hooked up with one of my coworkers recently during that Christmas party I told you about," she casually stated, her slurred speech echoing in Alberts ears. He could've sworn he felt his heart drop to his stomach.

Albert felt a surge of both disappointment and jealousy run through his body, his breath hitching in his throat. He quickly put on a surprised expression on his face, trying to mask how he was actually feeling.

He couldn't fathom the fact that somebody else's filthy hands touched Y/N.

"Oh? With who?" He questioned, trying to hide how his voice was trembling.

"With Jason... It wasn't good, to be honest. He didn't even care about my needs," She said, a flash of sadness sprawling across her face as she sipped the hot cocoa Albert made for her.

He could feel anger bubble up inside him. How can you just take someone to bed like that but not care about what they want? Especially if that someone is Y/N, who is by far the most beautiful, kind and caring person he has ever met. Someone who always placed other people before herself.

She deserves someone better.

'Someone like me...' he thinks.

"Oh!" She suddenly exclaims, snapping him out of his thoughts, "I just remembered, like, the only good thing that happened that night. I mean, the night I hooked up with Jason. So basically..." She went off to explain the context of their interactions and how it lead to them hooking up.

"...And when we got back to his place, we chilled on his couch and before I knew it, we started kissing, and then! Oh my God, what happened next was so good I literally have to demonstrate-" she said as she got up wobbly to sit closer to Albert on the couch. The closeness made his cheeks burn.

"You're him and I'm me, okay?" she said as she turned to him, their knees touching, "Mhm," He responded, his voice a bit strained.

"So as we are kissing, he puts his hands on my waist, PICKS ME UP LIKE I WEIGH NOTHING, and-!" she does the motion of being picked up by somebody, and sets herself on his lap, "And sets me on his lap like this!"

She gave him no time to process what was happening.

He had Y/N sitting in his lap.

And honestly...

...He would've popped a boner right there if she wasn't talking about another dude.

Albert's face was redder than a cherry at that point. His gaze kept darting between her eyes and her lips, his hands having no idea where to place themselves as he could feel his whole body heat up.

'I want to grab her hips and pull her closer.'

'I want to kiss her and leave her breathless.'

'I want to-'

"Hey, Albert?! Earth to Albert!" She pouted, waving a hand in front of his eyes to get his attention.

"Huh?" he responded, a dumbfounded look on his face.

He got a bit too lost in his... thoughts.

"S-Sorry... Uh..." he mumbled, his gaze averting away from Y/N. She seems to think nothing of it as she climbed off his lap and continued to yap about whatever. He felt a pang of longing in his heart as the cold air hit him, but one thing was for certain.

Albert would pay an UNGODLY amount of money to have her be that close to him again.

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