An Order For Two [ Tronnor Oneshots ]

2. not drunk, i swear / be my blanket

It was a long week, so we decided to have a nice night, relax and drink a little. Of course, we get tipsy, but Troye is completely and utterly wasted.

It made me nervous, as I am worried he, or I, will do something we'll regret. I sat on the couch, with drink in hand, as Troye starts dancing randomly with no music playing.

I laughed, watching as he almost fell over. "Alright buddy, time to sit down." I said, taking the drink out of his hand and helping him sit down.

"I'm not drunk, I swear. But I am cold."

I rolled my eyes, but stood up anyways. "I'll get you a blanket."

Before I can take two steps, I am pulled down. I try to stop myself, but fall anyways. Our bodies are pressed together, with Troye's arms around my torso.

"Be my blanket, please."