Druken

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Klance
College AU
Drunk dudes fuckin' each other
Idk how else to put it

Lance wasn't quite sure how many drinks he's had, but he could walk a semi-straight line at least. The music from the club sounded a little muffled, yet it made his ear drums feel as if they were being crushed.

The college student waved out his arms, then leaned most of his weight on his two best friends. "Guys, guys... Imma go t' m' apertmen'."

The smaller student giggled, rocking back. "Sure you c'n walk there yerself?"

Lance nodded heavily, placing a hand on his chest. "Birdie, I'm not th't dernk."

Hunk - the larger student - gagged on his water. "Lance, you can't even prounounce words correctly."

The younger stuck out his tongue, then pressed his palm to Hunk's cheek. "Shh. I'm not gon' be raped. M' apertment 's jus' a block an' a half away. Easy pepsi."

Hunk rolled his eyes. "Sure. Okay. I'll tell Shiro you left early."

Lance nodded rapidly and gave an awkward salute before scampering away towards the nearest exit. He huffed as dancing bodies shoved against him on his way, then sighed in relief once he was out. Lance took two steps, then started blinking rapidly as if it would help sober him up. His nose twitched, then he began walking forward. Lance raised his chin proudly as he walked in the straightest line he's ever walked when this hammered.

"Lance?"

Said man pivoted so fast, he stumbled and flung his arms out to grasp as something to keep him up. "Whoa, whoa!" Lance cried, managing a grip on some pole. Street lamp, maybe. "No sneaking! Bad!"

A giggle drew Lance's attention, and he gulped. "Sorry... I saw you leave an' thought I should too, then I thought... 'Can't drive when I'm this drunk...'"

Lance sniggered. "No... Bad, bad idea... Wanna come to my palace of magic?"

The other giggled again and stumbled closer. "Yeah... Do you know me? I know you."

"Duh." Lance draped his arm over the shorter's shoulders while their arm slid around his upper waist. "Keith, the jackass who keeps on kickin' my ass at ev'rythin'."

"You thin' I'm a j'ck'ss?"

Lance snorted. "I think you has a cute giggle." Lance crooned, nuzzling his nose into Keith's cheek and earning himself another of said cute giggles. They swayed and stumbled down the dimly lit sidewalk. "Awmm-man! Hunk isn' comin home tonigh'!" Lance whined as they rounded a corner. "He always helps m' hangovers!"

Keith laughed softly, most of his weight on Lance. "Where he goin' instead?"

"To Shay's after gettin' everyone 'lse home." Lance huffed, shoving his hand in his pocket to look for his apartment keys when the buildings came into view. "Wanna stay th' night?"

The upperclassman nodded, clearly drunk. His nod was hardly a nod. More like his head was loose on his neck and it just rolled awkwardly.

Lance giggled, then sneezed. "Kay!"

Keith hiccuped, then gasped and flung his arms out for balance as they stumbled to the side.

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