C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆Drunk☆

[ The two are drunk and they confess to each other ]

cw: heavy drinking (obv), heavy kisses and makeout

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Johnnie is pouring himself another shot of Jack Daniels. He is hanging out with Carrington, getting drunk and doing shots together just purely out of boredom really.

Carrington chuckled as he watched Johnnie down the shot, already feeling a buzz from his own drinks. He leaned back against the counter, a smirk on his face. "You're gonna regret that in the morning, y'know."

"That's for the future to decide," Johnnie laughed as he downs his shot. Scrunching his face as he slams his shot glass on the kitchen table.

"You always say that, and yet you always end up regretting it." Carrington rolled his eyes playfully, taking a sip of his own drink.

He leaned in closer to Johnnie, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You sure you can handle any more? You're already looking a little tipsy."

"Yeah!" Johnnie nods. "Here, let me pour you some more." He shifts as he grabs the Jack bottle, pouring some of it into Carrington's glass. "You're not even shotting anymore? You're just drinking it, now huh?-yeah?"

Carrington raised an eyebrow as Johnnie poured him more liquor. He chuckled, shaking his head. "No, I'm not shotting anymore. I don't wanna get *that* drunk. Someone's gotta be the responsible one here, y'know." He took a sip from his glass, savoring the burn of the whiskey down his throat.

Johnnie giggles, "Right!" As he pours himself another shot. Drinks. Then another. Drinks. He slams his hands on the table once he finishes two in a row. "GAHHHH!!" He exclaimed, scrunching his face and shaking his head.

Carrington watched in amusement as Johnnie slammed his hands on the table, his face contorted in discomfort.

Carrington chuckled, shaking his head again. "You're gonna regret that. I swear, you're gonna have the worst hangover tomorrow." he said, taking another sip of his drink. "Maybe you should slow down a bit, buddy."

"Nah!" Johnnie was visibly drunk. "What do you do when you're hungover? Drink more!" He laughs as he pours another shot.

Carrington shook his head once again, his expression a mix of amusement and concern. "Oh, no. No no no. You're not gonna make me the responsible one and then tell me that you're gonna drink more to get rid of your hangover. That's not how it works, dude." He leaned forward, trying to take the bottle away from Johnnie.

"I was drunk yesterday for a stream, and now today I'm gonna get drunk with my- yeah!" He hiccups instead of drinking the shot, he just drinks straight from the bottle.

Carrington's eyes widened as Johnnie drank straight from the bottle. He let out an exasperated sigh, his patience wearing thin.

"Jesus Christ, man. You're gonna drink the whole damn bottle if I don't stop you." He snatched the bottle away from Johnnie's hand, holding it out of his reach. "Enough. You've had enough."

Johnnie whines, "Get drunk with me!!!" He as he stumbled out of his chair. Carrington looks at the bottle and decided.. fuck it.

Carrington looked down at the bottle in his hand, then back at Johnnie. "Fine, fine. You win. I'll get drunk with you." He said, taking a long swig from the bottle. "But I'm only doing this because you're so damn persistent. And because I can't say no to a good time."