J+C: DRABBLES

☆Car Crash!!☆

{ Jake is driving Carrington and himself back home, but he's drunk and he accidentally crashes his car...}

TW/CW: Heavy drinking, Severe Injury, Hospitalization, Bl00d, g0re!!

~•~

Jake and Carrington were partying late at night, drinking and such. Having a good time.

Carrington and Jake had been drinking for a few hours now. The two of them were now laughing and chatting on the couch, located in the party.

Carrington had a flushed face and a smile on his face. He looked over at Jake and nudged him playfully. "You know, you're not so bad," he said with a chuckle.

"Wha?!!" Jake slurred. Laughing as he has a flustered face as well. He nudged back. "Hey, we- we should get back home.." His breath is strong of booze.

Carrington laughed again and shook his head. "Nah, let's stay here a little longer. It's still early, and the party's just getting started."

He wrapped an arm around Jake's shoulders, pulling him closer. "Besides, I'm having too much fun with you to go home just yet."

Jake hiccups, giggling as his head rests onto Carrington's shoulder. A wide genuine drunk smile on his face.

Carrington smiles warmly as Jake rests his head on his shoulder. He gently runs his fingers through Jake's hair, enjoying the closeness. "You're a cute drunk, you know that?" he teases, his voice soft and affectionate.

"I am??!" Jake exclaimed, lifting his head up. "Ohhh, shit!!!" He laughs as he stumbles himself up and off the couch.

Carrington laughs loudly as Jake stumbles off the couch. He stands up and steadies him, still chuckling. "Yeah, you are. You're all giggly and cute. It's adorable."

"Thank YOUUUUU." Jake yelled, poking Carrington's chest. "You know- You're a cool roommate and - a sexy one too- a cute- a cutie pie - or.." Jake laughs loudly.

Carrington's face turns a deeper shade of red as Jake calls him a sexy and a cutie pie. He grins sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Thanks, I guess," he says, his voice a little flustered. "But you're not too bad yourself. You're pretty cute when you're drunk."

"YOU ALREADY SAID THAT!! YOU CAN'T SAY THAT AGAIN, THAT IS AGAINST THE RULES OF- OF- OF- FLIRTING! WITH ME! MR. JAKE WEBBER, I- I- AM THE - HOTTEST BITCH - HERE, MAN!" Jake yelled, obviously wasted as fuck.

Carrington laughs even harder, doubling over in laughter at Jake's outburst. "You're right, you're right," he manages to say between laughs.

"You're the hottest bitch here, no doubt about it. But I can't help it if I think you're cute too." He grins mischievously and pokes Jake's nose. "Maybe I just have a thing for cute drunk boys."

Jake scrunched up his nose, his nose piercing got poked. He giggles and laughs, "I'm- im- a princess, Carrington. A pretty fucking princess."

Carrington chuckles at Jake's declaration. "Oh, of course, my mistake. How could I forget? You're a beautiful princess, and I'm just a lowly peasant." He bows dramatically, a playful smirk on his face. "Please forgive me for not treating you with the utmost respect, your highness."