"Okay, well you never tell me that I have a, and I quote 'sexy butt'."
"Oh I do-I so tell you that you have a sexy butt...even when I'm not drunk!"
"Humph."
"Its true though." Sam stretched and sighed. "I like that wagon you're dragging," He giggled. "Okay so I might be a little-a little bit drunk. Just a tiny bit!" The Drake brother then walked over and grabbed hold of the sheets. "Here, scoot over. Because I am going to spoon the ever loving fuck out of you...How are you?" He giggled as he joined me in the bed.
"I'm alright I suppose?"
"Yeah I wouldn't be too great if I was woken up by a drunk asshole either."
"So you're implying yourself?"
"Uh, I'm not talking about me. I'm just saying in general. 'Cause I'm not drunk. In general I'd be annoyed it someone drunk woke me up."
Sam laughed and smiled in that cute little way that he always does. "Hi..." He said which was then followed up with several kisses on my cheek.
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Pillow Talking | Sam Drake
FanfictionImagine being woken up in the middle of the night by Sam Drake wasted drunk. He acts flirty with you in bed and pillow talks while a bit tipsy. [Sam Drake X Reader] WARNINGS: A lot of fluff. Some swear words. Drunken/Tipsy actions.
