Colby Brock Imagines🖤

Drunk

*COLBY'S POV*

She said she'd be home at midnight, it's two-forty five in the fucking morning, where could she be. She's not answering her phone. She always answers her phone. What's going on with her. Is she hurt or in trouble? Is her phone just on silent? I love her and want her to have a fun night out with her girls, but I just worry. Maybe I'm reading too far into this? *DOOR HANDLE NOSIES* And there she is.

I hop up from the couch to see my very drunk girlfriend stumble into the house.

"Hi there, baby." She tried balancing herself, but that wasn't working out so well because of how drunk she was. I ran over to her and caught her. I picked her up bridal style.

"Hi." I was kinda mad that she didn't text me back, and she was hours late, but I wasn't gonna express these feelings until she was plenty sobered up. I'm not a controlling boyfriend, I was just concerned. "Did you have fun with Xepher, Devyn, Kat, and Tara?" I asked trying to avoid saying what I was really thinking.

"Yeah, we had lots and lots of fun." She drunkenly giggled. She is so cute, yet so annoying when she was drunk. She's lucky that I love her more than anything.

"Okay, were gonna get you to bed, alright?" She giggled quietly and nodded her head. I smiled, I loved the way she laughed. It made me genuinely more happy. Though I was mad, I couldn't stay mad at her forever, I knew this. I walked into the bedroom and plopped her down on the bed. I went to my side of the closet and pulled out a big t-shirt of mine. "Here." I handed the shirt to her, but after watching her for a about 30 seconds and STILL not being able to get her clothes off by herself, I knew I had to step in. "Oh my God, stop, just stop, I'll help." I helped her get down to just her underwear and had her put the shirt on. She kept mumbling random things throughout the whole process, she wasn't making any sense whatsoever, but I just tried to ignore it the best I could.

I went to the bathroom and grabbed a make up wipe. I started to wipe her face which, at first, she heavily protested, but after a few seconds of putting her hands out to stop me and her saying "Nooo" while whining, she just let me wipe it off. I also took her lashes off, gently, and put them with her make up stuff. I threw out the dirty make up wipe and returned to her.

"Alright, it's time to go to bed, (Y/N). You've had a little too much to drink and need to rest, trust me, you're gonna feel like shit in the morning." All she did at this point was nod. She laid down and I covered her up with the comforter. "Goodnight, sweetheart." I kissed her on the forehead and turned out the light. As I went to go back out the couch I heard her sweet little voice speak up from behind me.

"Colby?"

"Yes, my love?" I turned around, sighing.

"Will you lay with me?" She gave me a cheeky smile that I couldn't resist.

"Of course I will." I went over to my side of the bed and laid down next to her. I wrapped my arms around her and spooned her. With me laying with her, her warm body next to mine, I couldn't be mad at her, and besides, what if she gets mad because I was mad. I decided it probably would be best to keep my feelings about this situation to myself. She wasn't hurt, she had a good time, she'll already be upset when she wakes up to a hangover, why be upset with her over being a few hours late getting home. I truly do love this girl, but if she did this again I would seriously... yeah no I probably wouldn't do shit. I was just glad she wasn't hurt. I kissed her cheek and cuddled closer to her.

"You know, I love you, Colby." She spoke lightly.

"I love you too, (Y/N)." Shortly after that, I could hear her soft snoring, and not long after that, I was passed out myself.

Song of the story: Idfc: Blackbear🖤🍾
(Literally the inspo for this imagine lol)
(P.S, sorry for the short chapter :/ )