intoxicated // gawsten

Your Worse Than Nicotine

(A/N sorry this is kind of short aa)

Geoff finally got home as Otto dragged him along to that stupid club and he sat down on his couch as he took a breather, he had a lot of work to do tomorrow he was just glad Otto wasn't drunk enough to actually reveal what he does cause you can't just go out saying "oh I'm a mafia boss blah blah" Geoff just sighed as he got up and went to his room in his mansion that was too big for one person. It was very lonely if he was being honest he then took off his suit and then his shirt and pants and then laid in his bed that was big enough for two but he kept thinking about that boy he saw in that club. He looked too young to even be working there and Geoff felt bad for him but at the same time he was intrigued he wanted to know more about him. But he also wanted to kiss and touch him, Geoff then groaned loudly as he tried to think of something else but he really couldn't and he already forgot his name "fuck" he whispered silently before changing his position so he was now facing the right side of the bed "what am I gonna do" he sighed but then decided to just fall asleep since he didn't really have anything else to do. He then woke up to his alarm blaring in his ears as he attempted to turn it off with his eyes closed but he then gave up and opened his eyes to turn it off and go back to sleep but then hours later Otto burst into his room "RISE AND SHINE ASSHOLE" Geoff got up abruptly "oh my God Otto can you shut up" he groaned as he threw a pillow at Otto "hey cmon man we have work to do and then we can see your stripper boyfriend later" ottor winked as Geoff turned red and just pushed Otto out of his room before sitting back on his bed to think for a minute then getting up and putting on his suit then going downstairs to heat up some pop tarts in his oven "your so not fitting for this business" Otto laughed as Geoff frowned "it's not my fault my dad passed it down to me" he sighed. He really didn't like killing people or dealing drugs or any of that but he really didn't have a choice and well he kind of chose to do it anyway, after eating his pop tarts he locked his door and got in his car with Otto then they drove off to their first stop which was another bar in Houston that sold exotic drugs and alcohol that wasn't easy to find nor legal either they then got out of the car and entered the bar