Archie had gone out celebrating his newest book on reviewing films being published with his editor and his publisher, while you voted to sit at home, catch up on some reading, and wait for him to return; however, when he did, you noticed he was slightly drunk.
"Come on," you smiled, helping him to sit on the sofa. "Archie, are you drunk?"
"No, darling," he grinned stupidly. "Tipsy isn't the same as drunk."
"If you say so," you chuckled softly, kissing his forehead and retreating to the kitchen to make him some coffee. "Idiot."
"I heard that," he called, slightly slurring his words. "I may be an idiot, but I'm your idiot, darling!"
"Ain't that the truth?" You grinned, taking the cup of coffee to him and sitting beside him.
"This is your fault," Archie said jokingly, tapping the wedding ring on his finger before taking a healthy gulp of his coffee. "But also mine."
"Please," you giggled, making a mental note to never see him fully drunk. "Shut up."
"If you want me to shut up," he set the coffee aside and grinned again. "You'll have to make me, darling."
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Multi Fandom Reader Inserts #3
FanfictionThird instalment of my multi Fandom reader insert one shots/fics/imagines!