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Drunky

Scott and Mitch had gone out clubbing with their friends. They were dancing and Scott was drinking a lot of alcohol. Mitch had some too, but not enough to make him drunk, while Scott was taking shot after shot and getting completely wasted. He knew he would regret it in the morning, but he couldn't make himself care enough to stop.

"Babe, slow down! You're going to have one hell of a hangover tomorrow," Mitch warned. Scott ignored him and threw another shot down his throat. When he set the glass down, he turned to Mitch. "Babyyy, I'm fiiiinnneee," he slurred. "We both know that's not true. You're totally wasted. Why don't we go dance?" Mitch said. He then took Scott's hand and pulled him away from the bar.

Scott let Mitch pull him to the dance floor and then began to dance with him. Mitch was keeping a careful eye on Scott in case he did anything stupid. They danced for a few more hours before finally leaving at 1 AM. Mitch had to guide Scott out of the club and to the car, since he couldn't walk straight. If Mitch wasn't guiding him, he probably would have run into at least twenty people and the door on the way out.

Mitch opened the passenger door and gently pushed Scott into the seat. Once he was in, he closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. He got in and started the car, glancing over at Scott. He smirked when he saw him passed out in the seat, his head resting against the door. He focused back on the road and started the drive home.

He soon reached their house and parked in the driveway. He turned off the car and nudged Scott to wake him up. "Scotty," he said softly. Scott slowly lifted his head and blinked a few times. "What?" he mumbled sleepily. "We're home, and we should get to bed. Come on," Mitch said, opening his door and nodding toward the house. Scott nodded and unbuckled his seatbelt, opening the door and stepping out to where Mitch was waiting for him. Mitch took Scott's arm and put it around his shoulders, placing his own arm around Scott's waist to help him walk to the door.

When they stopped at the door, Mitch let go of Scott to unlock and open it. Scott leaned against the doorframe, exhausted and unable to stand upright without support. Mitch unlocked and opened the door and helped Scott walk inside, since he couldn't carry him. He kicked the door closed and held Scott up as he locked it.

He then helped Scott walk upstairs. He was a little surprised that Scott didn't trip over his own feet, considering how drunk he was and how long his legs were. They soon made it to their room and Mitch pushed the door open, both of them flopping down onto the bed when they reached it. Scott immediately cuddled into Mitch's side. He was the kind of drunk where when they're drunk, they're more affectionate than usual.

Mitch was panting from practically dragging Scott up the stairs, so he pulled out his phone to catch up on social media while he caught his breath. Scott moved closer and pressed his nose into the side of Mitch's head. He giggled and then kissed it. "You're so cute when you're drunk," Mitch commented. Scott just put an arm around Mitch's waist and pulled himself closer, pressing his nose into the side of Mitch's head again. Mitch opened up snapchat and took a selfie, captioning it "drunky 4 the first time in 11 days". He then posted it and put his phone on the charger, taking Scott's and putting it on his charger as well.

"Alright, hon. Let's get ready for bed," Mitch suggested. Scott didn't try to move or do anything. "Let me guess. You want me to do it because you're too tired and drunk to do it yourself." Scott nodded and Mitch rolled his eyes. "Fine," he said. He started by removing Scott's shoes and socks, setting them at the foot of the bed.

He then sat next to Scott on the bed and started unbuttoning his shirt. Once it was fully unbuttoned, Mitch had him sit up so he could push it off his shoulders and take it off his arms. Then he moved down and unbuttoned and unzipped Scott's jeans before sliding them down his legs.

Once he had gotten both the shirt and pants off of Scott, Mitch folded them and got up to place them in the closet while Scott got up and carefully walked to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He finished quickly and went back to bed, sliding under the covers.

Mitch removed his shoes and socks, followed by his shirt and jeans. He put on one of Scott's shirts and made a quick trip to the bathroom to brush his teeth and get the headache pills from the medicine cabinet. When he was done, he brought the pills to the nightstand, smiling when he noticed that Scott had already passed out again. He went downstairs to get him a glass of water and when he got it, he brought it back up and set it next to the pills before sliding into bed and turning off the lamp. He wrapped his arms around Scott's body and Scott reciprocated the action in his sleep. Mitch lightly kissed Scott's head and fell asleep himself.

**A/N: Surprise! Another update! There will be a part 2 to this one coming soon, in a few minutes actually. It'll be a bit shorter, but still cute. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! Love you all and stay fcute! ❤