Reaper 76 before Overwatch

#2

They had just gotten back from their first day of actual training and both of them where equally tired and worn down.

It was midnight and they normally would have been sleeping by now if they where at home.

Gabe fell onto his bed and pulled out his bag before digging out twelve cans of beer.

Jack watched him, he was far too tired  to crawl up those ladders into his bunk.

"Want one?" He held one out to the blonde boy who was making a place for himself on the floor.

Jack sat down with his one of his legs stretched out and the other one propped up comfortably with his back to the bunk bed.

"That's contraband" Jack raised an eyebrow.

"What, so you don't want one then, Boy Scout?" He shook the can at his face.

Jack caved in and took it from him which left Reyes with a grin plastered to his face.

"Wait, was that a smile?" Jack open his mouth, pretending to be completely shocked.

"Just drink the damn thing" Gabe insisted and Jack opened it and began to drink it.

Gabe chuckled and opened his own before letting the beer slide down his throat.

"There's twelve so..." Reyes began to count on his fingers.
"Six each" He divided them equally.

Jack shook his head.

"I'm only having one" He promised.

"What? So you're going to make me drink eleven all by myself?" One of his dark eyebrows was raised as if he was interrogating Jack.

The blonde boy nodded.

"I don't drink" he shrugged which made Reyes roll his eyes.

"You're drinking tonight" Gabe convinced him that he wasn't going to only have one.

"I'm drinking one tonight" Morrison Corrected him with a smirk.

"Suit yourself" Gabe downed his can and opened his second.

Jack also downed his and then stretched his arms out with a yawn.

"Time for bed" He yawned out and stretched his fingers.

"Come on" Reyes pushed one of the cold cans to his cheek which made him shiver.

"Drink me, Jack! Drink meeeee " Gabe put on a baby voice and shook the can at Jack's face.

Jack was resisting at first but then decided that one more wouldn't do him any harm.

It wouldn't do him any good...but it also wouldn't be bad for him....right?

He snatched it from Gabe and opened it.

"Chug it" Gabe dared him.

Jack shook his head.

"Come on" He said melodically.

Jack shook his head again with a large smile.

"Pussy" Gabe mocked him humorously.

Jack rolled his eyes and opened the can before realising it down his neck and swallowing it all.

A big burp followed after the large gulping noise which protruded from his uvula.

"Wow" He wiped his mouth and looked at the back of the can.

"What percentage is this?" He asked Gabe who was smiling.

"Eight" Gabe answered him which made Jack's eyes widen.

"Eight percent? Gabriel are you serious?" He raised an eyebrow.

"It's Gabe, and yeah I'm not kidding" he chuckled.

"You want another?" He said as he drank the rest of his third can.

Gabe was used to drinking.

He did it every weekend with his friends.

Jack shook his head again but he knew Gabe would make him.

"You're going to be drunk anyway"

30 minutes later

They both lay on their backs on the floor in a pile of empty cans that once contained beer.

They where babbling about what their mom's names where and stupid things like that.

"Pass me one" Jack held his hand out across Gabes chest.

"This is your sixth" Gabe reminded him as he passed him the last can.

Jack took it hand opened it, not knowing that it was going to explode all over him.....but it did.

"Fuck" Jack pulled at his now soaking wet t-shirt.

Gabe chuckled at him and covered his mouth with his hand.