Feysand one shots [Temporary Hiatus]

after party

Don't judge me but I actually had to google pick up lines. Also two updates in like ten minutes wow.

3rd person

~the previous night~

Rhys wobbles over to the bar next to feyre and drunkenly looks her up and down.

He smirks at her and purrs, "are you a cake 'cause I wanna piece of that."

Feyre just laughs and shakes her head, clear the sober one of the pair. "Come on, you let's get you home."

But the heavily wasted high lord isn't finished yet, "did it hurt?"

Feyre looks curiously at her mate, "did what hurt?"

"When you fell from heaven?" Feyre just chuckles.

"No, but I think I broke a nail when I crawled outta hell."

Rhys' head snapped in her direction. Clearly drunk as he looked the wrong way. Feyre just shook her head and laughed lightly.

"Are you single?" The Illyrian blurted.

"Not quite," feyre couldn't hide the smile that made its way onto her face.

Rhysand looked down and muttered a small 'oh'. Feyre looked at her husband and noticed tears welling up in his eyes. She was worries instantly, immediately stopping in her tracks to talk to him.

"Rhys, what's wrong?! What happened?!"

"Y-you sa-said th-hat you weren't si-single!" Rhys sobbed.

Feyre's eyebrows shot up in surprise, " oh honey, we definately need to get you home!"

~now~

Rhys looked at more. "I wasnt that drunk!" He protested.

Mor only placed a hand on her hip and raised an eyebrow, "you were flirting with feyre."

"So? She's my wife."

"You asked her if she was single... And then cried when she said she wasn't"