Drunk [Drueberry]

"Heeeey, Nightmare?" Blue stumbled in, his face slightly red. He set down an empty but certainly well-used shot glass on the table and leaned on it, trying his hardest to keep eye contact with Nightmare.


"What's up Blue?"


"Do- Do you know where Dream is? I gotta...talkwith him." Blue muttered loudly, his words occasionally slurring together as he spoke.


"He's in the main living room. Why do you have to talk with him?"


"Today's the day that I tell himhow much I-I am attracted to him."


"Oh yeah?"


"Yeeeah. Where is he?"


"In the main living room, which is that way." Nightmare pointed behind him, a large spruce door that was partly open awaited the intoxicated man.


"Thaaaaankies!" Blue stumbled over to the door and pushed on it, walking inside.


There he was. Dream was sitting on the couch, scrolling on his phone. God, he's so beautiful.


Blue felt his face become a deeper shade of red, but he couldn't back down now. He needed to be held by the gorgeous guardian.


"Dreamy?" Blue shuffled in, fidgeting with his hands.


"Yeah Blue? What do you need?"


"I gotta...tell you somethin..." Blue told him, sitting down next to Dream.


"What do you want to tell me?" Dream placed a hand on Blue's thigh which made him even more flustered.


He seemed unable to get the words out, it was like there was a marble trapped in his throat that was preventing him from telling Dream how he truly felt.


Or maybe it was the whiskey. He couldn't tell.


"I-I uh, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY, like you andwanttobeboyfriends?"


Dream stared at him for a couple of seconds before he started laughing, pulling Blue onto his lap.


"Why-Why are you laughing? Is it something I said?"


"Blue, honey, we've been married for two years."


"What."


Dream held up Blue's left hand, letting him see the ring that was on his ring finger. He gasped, his reflection was distorted the large sapphire encased in the gold lining.


"AH!" Blue jumped as he looked at Dream's hand, which also, had a ring on it. He looked up at Dream, back down at their hands, and then back up at Dream.


"I-I-I-I didn't know that." Blue stuttered.


"Well my love, we are. Do you know what that means?"


"What?"


Dream leaned closer to Blue's ear, "that means we can do...things together." Blue gasped blush coating his cheeks.


"Like hold hands!"


Dream laughed and put his forehead on Blue's shoulder, still giggling a little, "sure babe, we can hold hands."


Blue let out a happy noise and grabbed Dream's left hand with his right one. Blue nuzzled his face into Dream's chest, closing his eyes and very quickly passing out in his husband's arms.


"How- How does someone even drinks that much!?" Error sputtered loudly as he entered the living area, holding onto Cross for dear life.


"Hey, Error." Dream waved, smiling softly.


"Hello. Dream." Error sassed, sticking his tongue out before looking at the practically passed out Blue and glaring at him.


"YOU MOTHERFUCKER! HOW DO YOU DRINK SO MUCH?!" Error shouted at Blue, having to be held back by Cross.


Blue stirred away, made eye contact with Error, staring right into his soul for a good 30 seconds before puking all over the floor.


"Suffering." Blue smiled, giving Error a thumbs up and passing out again in Dream's lap.


"Yeah. That makes sense." Error nodded solemnly, grabbing back onto Cross who continued to lead the Glitchy man to the bedroom the kinda shared? It was complicated.


Dream snorted, wiping the vomit from Blue's face with a towel he pulled from a portal. He threw the towel away and kissed Blue on the forehead.


"You're an absolute dumbass. But you're my dumbass and I love you so much."


Blue smiled and kissed him back, giggling, "I know."


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I love them.


So much.


HhhhhhhhhhhHHhHhHhHhHhHhh


-Fallen


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