DRUNK

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drunk

you and grayson live together as  bestfriends. but you'd be lying if you said you haven't had some moments with him.

such as kissing his cheek, or him putting his hand on your waist. 

but because you two are only bestfriends, you brush it off in front of the other.
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your pov

tonight im going out my girl bestfriends. i haven't seen them in forever, and we really need to hang out.

im getting ready in a fashion nova dress (pic above) i decided to do my hair by making it wavy. i then apply a very small amount of makeup and head out to the front door.

grayson's pov

i was watching family guy when i saw y/n come down the stairs, all dressed up. she smiled at me, and i smiled back, admiring how good she look.

i smiled again before i nervously asked, "are you going on a date?"

"no, im going to hang out with my bestfriends, but i'll be back tonight." she replied.

i nodded and turn back to watch family guy, but before she could walk any further to the door, i turned around and stared at her ass.

"man, if only she knew all the things i could do if she was mine. NO! GRAYSON! get your mind out of the gutter." i thought to myself.
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a few hours later

i was still finishing up another season of family guy before i heard a knock on the door.

when i open the door, i see y/n in the middle of two girls, her arms around their shoulders, being unable to stand on her own. and the reeking smell of alcohol.

"y/n" i tell her disappointedly, my hand snaking to around her waist and the other putting her arm over my shoulder.

"thank you for bringing her home" i half smiled to her friends, closing the door.

"no, i-i im sorry grayson. i dunt wan yu to see me like dis." she said, her words slurred. i ignored her and helped her get up the stairs.

once we reached the top, she pressed me against the wall, put one hand on my shoulder, and the other hand's finger against my lips.

"oh baby, im sorry, i didn't want to come home drunk." she paused. "but come to my room, i'll make it up to you."

is she serious?

does y/n seriously want to have sex with me?

i mean i wouldn't mind, but i can't take advantage of her, she's so wasted.

but i played along to get her to bed.

"let's go" i smirked.

she pulled my arm, to her room. she began taking off her accessories. i made her lay on the bed and talk to me about her night to get her tired.

before she knew it, she was asleep. i decide to quickly take off her dress, and put my shirt on her, so she'd be more comfortable. then unzipped and took her heels of.

i turned the light off, and closed the door.
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the next morning

i was making pancakes before y/n came stomping down the stairs.

"why am i wearing your shirt!" she asked.

"i put it on you." i simply said.

"wait, so we didn't do anything?" she asked again, biting her nail.

"no, but last night you wanted to. i made you talk about your night to get you tired. you ended up falling asleep. i didn't wanna see you body without you knowing so i quickly undressed you and put my shirt on." i told her.

"i would never take advantage of you because your drunk. it's just wrong." i stayed putting a piece of pancake in my mouth.

"look, i'm sorry for the trouble i caused you last night. thank you for everything, really." she said coming closer to me to hug me.

i hugged her back and told her that her breath smells and she playfully slapped my arm, before we ate pancakes for breakfast.

that was it for part of the beginning.

eventually i asked y/n to date me and she said yes. we ended marrying a few years later. and we have two beautiful children now.
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i didn't know how to end this, so here's that cute little ending lol

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