C+J•G~Drabbles!

☆Alcoholic Argument☆

[ Carrington and Johnnie are a couple and get into an argument about Johnnie's drinking problem this time! ]

TW: addiction, alcohol, arguing, depression/mental illness, v0nit

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Johnnie has been recently non-stop drinking booze. Coping with his depression that he is hiding with alcohol. He stumbled himself into the house, a bottle loosely in his hand as he yelled, "HI HONEY!"

Carrington, who had been scrolling through his TikTok comments, quickly turned to the door when he heard Johnnie's voice."Babe? Are you drunk again?"

"No, im sober..." Johnnie obviously lied, stumbling his way inside as he closes the door with his foot. He brought the bottle to his lips as he takes a swig.

Carrington rolled his eyes, walking over to Johnnie and taking the bottle out of his hand."Sure you are. And I'm the Queen of England."

"She's dead!" Johnnie bursts out laughing, his breath strong of all sorts of alcoholic beverages. "Hey, that's mine!" He tried to reach for the bottle.

Carrington held the bottle out of his reach, raising an eyebrow at him."And I'm taking it away. You've had enough."

"You're so mean to meeeeeeeeeeee." Johnnie whined as he pressed his body against Carrington's, trying to reach for the bottle. "C'mon!!"

Carrington chuckled, keeping the bottle away from him. He wrapped his free arm around Johnnie's waist, pulling him closer."No, I'm not mean. I'm just looking out for you. You've been drinking a lot lately."

"Well im fine." Johnnie grumbled as he pulled away, stumbling a bit. He obviously wasn't. He's been non-stop drinking for weeks.

Carrington sighed, grabbing Johnnie's shoulders to steady him."You're not fine, babe. You're drunk. And you've been drinking too much for weeks. You need to slow down."

"Fuck off," Johnnie suddenly sneered as he pulled away, stumbling again. He catches himself on the couch's arm.

Carrington's expression turned serious, his grip on Johnnie's shoulders tightening slightly."Don't talk to me like that. I'm trying to help you. You're being reckless and you know it."

"I said fuck off!" Johnnie suddenly shouted and shoved his boyfriend back, as he sits on the couch. "Go fetch me another beer, won't ya?"

Carrington stumbled back a few steps, clearly taken aback by Johnnie's outburst. He quickly composed himself, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Johnnie.

"No, I'm not getting you another beer. You've had enough. You need to sober up. And you need to stop pushing me away." Carrington sneers.

"Fuck you, man." Johnnie rolled his eyes as he hiccuped. He suddenly bent forward and puked a bit on the ground.

Carrington grimaced as Johnnie puked, his nose wrinkling in disgust. He took a deep breath, trying to remain calm."Great. Now you're puking. That's just perfect."

"Yeah?!" Johnnie dry heeved as he lifted his head again, "I can drink and puke as much as i want too, it makes me feel shit better than being with you!" He drunkly shouts, he wasn't thinking.

Carrington clenched his jaw, anger bubbling up inside him. He stepped closer to Johnnie, his voice low and dangerous."Is that so? You think drinking yourself into a stupor is better than being with me? Well, newsflash, it's not. You're just hurting yourself and pushing away the people who care about you."

"OH SO NOW YOU'RE BLAMING ME ON WHY JAKE MOVED OUT?! BECAUSE OF MY DRINKING?! LOOK, BABE, THAT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Johnnie suddenly screamed.

Carrington flinched at the mention of Jake, his eyes widening in surprise. He took a step back, his expression softening slightly.