Beauty In Your Eyes. [Reader x Crush]

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Can we just take a moment to laugh at the picture? <^.^>
  Me and B/F/N carried the passed out C/N to my car. I hadn't had a single drink, so I was driving.

  B/F/N on the other hand... passed out on the ride home.

  When we got to my house, I woke them both up and helped them out of the car. My parents weren't home, so they were sleeping at my place.

  As soon as we got in the house, B/F/N fell on the couch and passed out again.

  Note to self: NEVER bring B/F/N to a party again. EVER.

  C/N sat criss-cross on the rug. He wasn't as bad as before.

  "What happened?" C/N asked.

  I wasn't going to tell him he kissed me. Nope, nuh uh.

  "You had a nice conversation to a fork, stood up and thought you grew, and called me a Titan." I explained.

  "Anything else?"

  "Well..." I sighed. "You called me pretty."

  "Well, you are."

"Still can't believe that you got drunk without me!"

"Geez, sorry!"

Silence.

"Shmicka." B/F/N groaned.

I shot a questioning look at her.

"Mofuka shmicka."

I looked at her. "Shut upicka."

She glared at me. "It's my tired noises. Go to H-E- double toothpicks."

"Can you two quit it? I'm tryna sleep!" C/N groaned, turning on his side.

"Fine." Me and B/F/N said in unison. B/F/N's head hit the couch and she was out cold. I laid down and turned to face C/N.

"Oh yeah, forgot to tell you; I decided to test how drunk you were and asked if you were a chicken nugget."

"And...?"

"You licked your hand and said, 'nope.'"

"I'm dumb."

"Yes, you are."

  He put his hand on my cheek. "Good night, Y/N..."

  The next day...

  I got up first and made [insert breakfast food of your choice] for the three of us. B/F/N woke up next and came into the kitchen. "I ship it hard." She giggled.

  I raised an eyebrow. "Whaaaat?"

  "You know; you, him, in lurve. It's gold." B/F/N wiggled her eyebrows.

  "You've gone mad." I rolled my eyes.

  "Have I really? I saw that little kiss you two had at the party. I have eyes everywhere." She looked around the room for special effect.

  "He kissed me. He was just drunk! He's probably forgotten anyways."

  "Who's forgotten what?" C/N said, walking in as I set the plates down.

  I sat next to B/F/N. Then, she blurted, "Oh, we were talking about- OW!!"

  I kicked her in the shins.

  "George Clooney." I lied, faking a smile. When C/N wasn't looking, I shot a glare at B/F/N.

  "Ooh, nice! [breakfast food of choice]!" C/N sat down and dug in.

  Y I wrote with my food and showed it to B/F/N. She just laughed.

  We finished, and C/N groaned. "I'm so fucking hungover... it's not even fit."

  "That's what you get for drinking ten beers." I stated matter-of-factly.

  C/N and B/F/N looked at me. "Ten beers?!" They said in unison.

  "Well, I don't necessarily know if it was beer or not, so..." I shrugged. "Anyways... Wanna play Would You Rather with dares?"

  Would You Rather with dares... always fun, right?  It's would you rather, but when you pick, the person who asked you can dare you to do it, as long as it's not, 'would you rather break your back or jump in a volcano?'

  They both agreed. B/F/N asked me, "Would you rather... pierce your nipple or lip?"

  "Uh, [insert choice]. Duh." I stated.

  "Okay... I dare you to get it pierced next month!"