❤️ ~ Drunk Nights In.

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TW: Alcohol, drinking, Implied SH.
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Zander sat on the sofa, sunk into the plush, white fabric with a beer in his left hand, and Luke's hand in the other. Luke on the other hand, was lay against the back of the sofa, scrolling aimlessly through his phone, his thumb running delicately over the back of Zander's knuckles.

The TV was playing some random channel, neither of the men were really paying attention to it either way, keeping it on for background noise. Luke glanced up over to his husband every once and a while when he felt his hand move away to pour another glass of the sickening liquid.

"Enjoying yourself there, Sweetie?" He chuckled, watching adoringly as the man brought the rim of the glass to his lips, sipping the drink. Zander nodded his head in approval, smiling softly. "I suppose." The purple haired man mumbled, the drowsiness evident in his voice.

Luke looked back down at his phone. "Say... I never asked why you drink so much..." he mumbled in thought. Zander pulled the glass away from his lips for a moment, staring at the liquid contents. "... I suppose I just enjoy it." The man pulled down the sleeves of his sweater further.

Luke chuckled with a nod, not taking a blind bit of notice towards how his husband was acting. Zander put his glass down after that, looking down at his sleeves and not saying a word.

Luke eventually leant against his shoulder, his ginger hair brushing and tickling the side of Zander's neck. The purple haired man smiled a little, combing his calloused hands through his hair, a silent prayer to never lose him.

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