(Mully's P.O.V)
"Thanks.. I don't know what we could've done without you.."
Narrator had picked us up after a long night at a bar with Eddie. Speaking of Eddie, he was in the passenger seat, freaking the hell out because he had made Josh blackout drunk by mistake.
And how did I know Josh was blackout drunk?
That's because I was in the back seat, with a passed out Josh laying on my shoulder. He was making mumbling noises in his sleep, occasionally tightening his grip on my arm, which he was holding.
And to be honest, all of the mumbles weren't actually words. Or at least, I thought. After 15 minutes of solid driving, Josh tightens his grip on my arm again, mumbling something under his breath. And actually, despite being able to smell tequila on him as he said it, I could make out what he said that time. It was only one word.
"Mine."
I turn red. Surely this was a coincidence.. he couldn't be seriously dreaming about me.. right? He always pokes fun at me when I say I dream about him..
I don't understand.
But before I could express my confusion, I hear Josh speak again.
"I can't loose Mully, I'm begging you."
Josh pulls me closer. I turn even redder, looking at Eddie for help. He just smiles at me, mouthing 'Say something back' to me.
And I listen, getting more and more comfortable as Josh continues to pull me.
"You're not gonna loose me. I promise, you stupid cunt.."
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The Boys OneShots
FanfictionI wrote all these stories a good 3 years ago. They aren't the best, and are cringe. I'm keeping them up though because they seem to still get interaction. Was a pleasure writing though.
