Yowzah Oneshot Collection (2)

162(M)Mattex

                  Just a Tiny Bowtie

                Songs_and_fairytales

Alex woke up with a pounding headache and a pinching pain rather further down.

Of course she woke up with a pounding headache. She had, after all, just spent the last night with the infamous Tardis Team in Vegas. It really was just supposed to be a celebratory drink or two. The convention was over and Karen had an early flight the next day, but none of them could resist the prospect of a proper catch up. Two margaritas and three tequila shots later, Karen was saying her goodbyes and Arthur was insisting he was way too knackered to continue. Matt, however, was damned if he’d let Alex go to bed.

“Oh honestly, Kingston! You can’t leave me here alone to drink while those two go off to bed.” Matt pouted at her as Karen and Arthur made their way out of the bar and towards their rooms. He truly was ridiculously adorable, Alex thought as she giggled at the way his bottom lip protruded out past his chin.

“Fine! I’ll have another drink, but then we’re both going to bed.”

“Does that mean you’re buying me a drink before you take me bed?” He quipped as he raised his eyebrow and waggled it at her. With all the alcohol running through her, she couldn’t help but blush as she waved the bartender over and ordered them both another round. One round turned into two. Two turned into four and before Alex knew it, Matt was hailing them a cab, off to exactly where she couldn’t quite remember at the moment. As they sat in the cab, Alex couldn’t help but lean into Matt. She always liked cuddling up to him and tonight was no different. As she sank further into his embrace, he snaked his arm around her shoulder and buried his face in her hair. They would have stayed that way indefinitely if it weren’t for the cab driver’s booming voice thundering towards them from the front seat.

“Hey folks. Where you headed tonight?”

Matt unwound himself from Alex and leaned into the partition.

“She’s getting a tattoo!” He giddily proclaimed. Really ? Alex thought. When did I agree to do that? “Yeah, so we were wondering if you had any suggestions?” Suddenly the memory of the last drink at the bar came back to her.

“Kingston, I bet you I can down that pint in less time than it takes you to have another shot!” He said as the bartender deposited a fresh pint in front of a rather tipsy Matt Smith.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Matt! There’s no way. You do realize that I’ve been taking shots longer than you’ve been alive, right?” His face turned incredulous.

“Excuse me! I’ll have you know that I was the dorm chugging champ back at Uni and if anyone knows that I can hold my liquor, it’s definitely you.” Fond memories of countless nights of Pond Family Bonding made their way to the forefront of Alex’s mind.

“Darling, this isn’t about you knowing how to hold your liquor. I vividly remember New York.” She said as she eyed him skeptically and remembered Matt, Karen, and Arthur walking into press interviews with last night’s clothes still on. “Definitely the Rock-n-Roll years on Who .” She muttered as she downed the last of her own drink.

“Oh come on, Kingston. Are you really afraid you’ll lose?” Matt said as he waved the bartender back and ordered her a shot. “Come on, if I win… you have to get a tattoo tonight.” Now it was her turn to look incredulous.