I laughed, yet again, at the drunken boy who was in his parents living room, trying to sit on the stool with his guitar, but ultimately failing and falling off.
He brushed it off as if nothing happened and went back to holding makeshift microphone, which was an empty beer bottle.
"This song i-is dedicated toooo a very special person, my very very bestest most awesomest friend, they know whom they are," he said, pointing to me and the imaginary crowd.
He threw the bottle onto the couch and cleared his throat, then started strumming the first few chords to a familiar song.
"When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You look like an Angel, your
Skin makes me cry"He continued to sing one of our favorite songs as I chuckled at times when his words slurred and he accidentally hiccuped.
"Aaand that's the song," He said, standing up. "Thank you, thank you very much,"he said, bowing whilst I clapped and laughed at the dork
"You're so wierd,"I said, making him roll his eyes and act offended.
"Did my very special person just say a mean word to me? I, Awsten Knight, shalt not accept this,"he said, pretending to act hurt.
"I-I'm calling my other very best friends so they can kick your stupid butt,"he said, forgetting it was 2am and Geoff and Otto we're probably sleeping or too busy playing video games.
"Beep beep boop bop, I'm calling the police,"he said with his hand phone, I rolled my eyes and made my way to him.
"A-are you mad at me? I was just kidding, you are wierd though,"I said, my words slurring together and my feet stumbling. I put my chin on his shoulder as I talked.
"I'm not mad at you, you stupid ass," he giggled at his own vocabulary before full on laughing at the words. I started laughing and covered my mouth as I held my stomach.
We both ended up on the ground, tears coming out of our eyes as we laughed our asses off.
"You're so DUMB man,"I said, pushing his shoulder.
"At least I'm not a dumb ass," he said, getting up and flopping on the couch. I got up after him and lied my head down on his lap.
When I was nearing sleep, he shook his leg and called my name.
"Whaaaat?"I groaned, rubbing my eyes and looking at him.
"Go sleep in my room, I'll be there in a minute,"he said. I nodded, not in the mood to disagree with comfort and sleep.
I lied down in his bed and got under his covers, already drifting into sleep. I heard him shuffle in and shut the door, before changing into some sleeping clothes.
"Hey assface, scoot over," I moved a little bit, allowing him to get into the bed. I turned onto my side as he was facing my back.
"Aws," I say quietly, receiving a hum from him. "You're room is really cold man," I laughed slightly. He scooted over and wrapped his arm lazily around me.
"Is that better, butthead?" He asked, his face digging into my neck.
"Much."
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Waterparks Imagines
Fanfictioncute imagines for my boys fare warning, quite a few of these might be sad😔👊