When You're Drunk

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Sebastian
"Help!" you screamed. "Stop yelling," Sebastian mumbled. "This is an act of Criminal Minds! Help! Special Victim Unit!" Sebastian continued to drag you down the hall of the apartment complex by your ankle with one hand while the other was reaching in his pocket for the keys he couldn't find. You went out drinking with your friend, and she had to call Sebastian to come get you. Sebastian had to carry you all the way back home, then carry you up the stairwell. Once onto the floor you lived on, you jumped from his arms and tried to crawl to the elevator. "Where are the damn keys?" Sebastian mumbled. You giggled while watching the ceiling past by you. "Those lights look like boobies," you mumbled. Sebastian rolled his eyes and continued to drag you, then gave widened eyes when seeing a neighbor poke his head out. "She's just drunk. I'm a detective. Please, go back inside sir." "Yeah! Mind your busses!" Once at the door and unlocking it, Sebastian squatted down and lifted up and place you over his shoulder. "Ooh? Am I getting punished?" you giggled. Sebastian rolled his eyes, then laid you on the bed. Once he did, you bundled up and easily fell asleep, making him do the same next to you ten minutes later.
Joseph
When Joseph stepped into the apartment, he did not expect seeing you drunk. Truth was, your friend took you out for a few drinks to celebrate her promotion. Joseph knew of this, but he didn't expect you being home before him. You were in the kitchen with an angry expression while holding something behind your back. Joseph was just a foot from you and slowly walking to you. "You don't have to be so angry." You had a daze look, but then you started to groan. "Why are you mad?" Joseph asked. "Because I can't believe it's not butter," you whispered. Joseph looked a the tub of butter you dropped on the ground, then up at you trying not to laugh. "Come on, let's get you some rest." "Why are you laughing? This is serious! What the hell is it if not butter!" Joseph kept biting the inside of his cheek to keep himself from laughing while helping you get into bed. "We'll go talk to the creator tomorrow, okay?" Joseph mumbled with a grin. You nodded with a mad expression. Once you closed your eyes and fell asleep when getting comfortable, Joseph left the bedroom only to laugh into a pillow in the living room.
Ruvik
You chuckled when walking up the steps of the complex of your apartment. You then coughed loudly in his your before freezing in position. "Crap. He's at the lab. I think?" You shrugged your shoulders, trying to unlock the door but kept dropping your keys. "Shit!" After about three more hiccups, you pushed open the door. Your eyes were dazed for you and (F/n) went out for a few drinks. "Ruuuuby. Mhm, babe. You here?" You made your way through the dark apartment and to your bedroom, flipping on the light to the bedroom to see him not there either. "Oh, shut. He's gonna. Gonna kill me!" After tossing your phone to the side, you flopped on the bed, groaning as you held your stomach before you threw up on the sheets. "Damn it." When you placed the pillow over the mess, you fell asleep. Ruvik deeply sighed while staring at you. He was at the lab and he also had a syringe in his hand when sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm going to have a talk with you later. For now this will help the hanging over."
Leslie
Long story short, you were accidentally injected with a shot full of a substance that makes a patient relax, but it had a different affect on you making you seem hazy and sorta drunk. "(Y/n). I lov-love you. Sleep. Go to sleep." You were staring up at Leslie with a dazed expression as he tried holding you down in bed. Nurse Tatiana was the one who brought you and Leslie home, she also gave Leslie an emergency button to push if something went wrong. You nodded with a faint giggle, making Leslie smile and crawl off of you. "Leslie going to get you some clothes. Stay. Stay there," Leslie whispered. Once Leslie left the bedroom and went into the large bathroom, you smirked and stumbled onto the floor. You crawled underneath the bed and kept your laughing under control. "(Y/n)!" Leslie yelled. Leslie dropped the clothes he had for you and scurried to the living room, then saw Tatiana forgot to close the door. "(Y/n)!" Leslie yelled in the hall. "Leslie, it's okay. I found her," Tatiana mumbled. After ten minutes of panicking, Leslie used an emergency call for Tatiana, who immediately rushed over the apartment to check because she knew you couldn't have escaped that fast. Leslie dropped to the floor and deeply sighed when seeing you curled up underneath the bed and asleep. "Um. Just in case. I'll sleep on the couch Leslie," Tatiana mumbled while the two stared at your sleeping form.
Stefano
"Oooh. Sexy stripper," you giggled. Stefano recently came back to the apartment to find you half drunk on wine and surrounded by chick flicks, this meaning you were going to start your monthly and weren't prepared for it. Stefano smirked after stripping down into his boxers so he could crawl into bed with you. "Not tonight Darling," he sighed. You continued to giggling while staring at him, then rolled yourself into the blankets. "I'm sushi! I want that chopstick!" you laughed. Stefano deeply sighed again while cleaning up the bedroom. "Darling, please go to sleep." You groaned, then face planted into the pillow. At first, Stefano thought you fell asleep when you remained in that position for two minutes. Shortly after trying to lay you down, you continued to laugh. "I played deaded." Stefano rolled his eye, sat next to you, and pulled you into his lap, even though you were wrapped up in a large blanket. "Yes, Darling. Now sleep." Stefano hummed while stroking your hair until you fell asleep. You finally didn't, but after twenty minutes of faintly laughing to the tickling of your hair brushing against your cheek. Stefano remained awake just in case your stomach pains from drinking too much would cause you to rush to the bathroom, thankfully that didn't happen.

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