Don't Come Back For Me

Hazy Halloween.

       Fall had set in, weeks having passed since you and Rick had gone for lunch. You'd gone on several more adventures after, both feeling more comfortable. 

       As you walked down the street, clad in jeans and a sweatshirt, you thought to yourself. You were heading towards Rick's for Halloween. You agreed to stay with him after Beth guilt tripped him into handing out candy while she and Jerry went to a party. Summer was going to one of her own, and was forced to take Morty with her or she'd have to take him trick-or-treating. 

       There were a few kids out already, meeting up with friends and deciding which route was best. You hadn't dressed up, but that was alright. Your lab coat was in the knapsack hanging over your shoulders, along with other things. You could be a mad scientist. Something simple.

       Walking along the path, you saw the house up ahead, decorations lining the driveway up to the garage. The garage door was opened and Rick was at his desk, his head in his arms as he grumbled to himself. You wandered over, placing your knapsack on the ground by his desk. You leaned over, leaning on his back as he jumped slightly, "I thought you were asleep, sitting there like that, dude." Rick grumbled and you stood again, watching him sit up. 

        "You look like you could use," you dug around in your knapsack, "some sweet booze. Perfect for tonight." You laughed, holding some bottles of candy corn flavored beer. Rick took the one you held out to him, staring at the bottle with a look of confused curiosity. "Now, don't go getting shit-faced or you'll really scare the kids away. Though it does mean more candy for me." You giggled, popping the top of your bottle as Rick did the same. "To surviving the hoard of awful children," you raised your bottle and Rick tapped his against it, smiling as he took a drink. "Y'know," he looked at the bottle again, "that's eugh pretty good. Didn't think it'd be eugh anything other than shit." He took another drink before setting the bottle down. 

       "Alright, well eugh everybody left already. It's almost 8:30, so eugh do what you gotta do before they start coming. They'll be walking in here, too." Rick motioned to the lovely display towards the front of the garage, a big bucket of candy sitting on a stool. "Ew." You walked over to the bin and grabbed a handful of candy, bringing it back over and setting it on Rick's desk. You removed your sweatshirt and threw your lab coat over the snug tank top beneath it. You ran both of your hands through your hair, completely messing it up before you sighed, grabbing a Twix and shoving the candy bar into your mouth. "Look, I'm you." You laughed, "Mad scientist, cranky as fuck." Rick rolled his eyes.

       "Trick-or-Treat!" You heard an annoying cacophony of sound, turning to see the ever-annoying group of children. Shuddering exaggeratedly, you walked over and smiled, tossing a handful into each kid's basket. "Happy Hallo- what the fuck ever." You grumbled when they were out of ear shot. Rick had an amused smile when you walked back over to him. "What? They're all 'I'm little and need attention I'm needy as fuck feed me I'm-'" You stopped, "Holy fuck, they're me." 

       Rick laughed, leaning back in his chair. You leaned over and grabbed your candy corn beer, chugging nearly half of it, "This is gonna be a long night."

       It was, too. After a few hours, there were fewer kids showing up and you had more alcohol in your system. At some point, Rick had taken your place, handing candy out as you sat in his chair, spinning and chugging another beer. You weren't sure how many you'd had, but you knew it was quite a few.

       "Alright," Rick began closing the garage, "that's enough." Once the door closed, he came over and pulled a half empty bottle from you. You leaned forward to grab it back, only succeeding in toppling forward from the chair. You caught yourself before your face hit the pavement, but your wrist hurt after. "Jesus." Rick walked over and helped you up, setting you on his desk again due to his chair being flung backwards as you fell forwards. You drunkenly held your arm out to wrist, "It huuuurts." 

       Rick rolled his eyes and looked at your wrist, "You're the most eugh accident prone person I've ever met, (Y/N). There's eugh nothing wrong with it, you just twisted it funny. Give it a minute." Rick held your wrist in his hand, rotating it slowly. Drunkenly, you stared up at him, smiling as you did so. 

        "Heyyy, come -hic- here." You pulled your wrist closer to you, watching as Rick moved with it, still twisting it. He looked up at you momentarily, confused as hell, before he rotated your wrist one more time. 

        Rick looked up again, "What?" The alcohol in your system clouded your judgement in this moment. You wrenched your hand from his grip and threw your arms over his neck, pulling him towards you. You watched his eyes widen before you pressed your lips to his own, feeling him try to pull away. He struggled for a moment before melting into the kiss, his hands finding a spot on your waist. After a moment, he pulled back, realizing what was happening. You pouted.

       "(Y/N)," he breathed, "(Y/N), you're drunk." He groaned in frustration, "You've had too much to drink." You stopped pouting and smiled up at him, "Sssso? Get -hic- get some while you can." You giggled, wrapping your legs around his waist. He released a frustrated sound, "You're too drunk, (Y/N). You don't... you don't know what you want right now."

       You rolled your eyes, giggling again, "Right now I want you to kiss me." Rick looked into your eyes, searching for something as he furrowed his brow. "I am a horrible, horrible person." He grumbled, leaning down once again. "You won't remember any of this," he breathed, "but I'll make it up to you somehow."

       With only minimal hesitation, Rick pressed his mouth to yours once again, your lips moving in sync with one another before he ran his tongue along your lower lip. With a happy groan, you allowed his muscle to slip through, the alcohol in your system allowing you to enjoy this little moment.