"Ugh- Stop biting that god damn lip of yours already!" (OxO) (GaY-) (Closed; feel free to stalk.)
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Mason huffed, then got up, hugging Connor from behind and looking up at him. "You are one whiny-ass drunk, dude. I feel like I'm the man here-" He huffed. "If you don't stop whining I will bite you-"
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Mason grinned. "OKay, then- Come on- He huffed, dragging him to the couch and sitting him down, hoping he'll stay to where he doesn't have to sit on him-"
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Mason hissed. "No-" He pushed him back. "S t a y -"
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(oop-)
Mason sighed. Welp. Looks like I'll have to go for plan B. He pushed Connor back, before sitting on his lap, embarrassed. "I swear- You are a toddler- A t o d d l e r , I tell you-" He huffed.
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(XD-)
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Mason huffed. "If you don't shut up I will not hesitate to bite your dumbass-" He muttered.
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Mason wrapped his arms around the back of his neck before he could move, and pulled him close, awkwardly. "StOp-" He growled.
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Mason bit his neck softly, to where it didn't hurt but caught his attention. "I don't cAre-"
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(lmao-)
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Mason yelped, falling over, accidenltly dragging Connor down.
It was rather awkward for him- it looked like a koala holding onto a tree- but Mason holding onto Connor- The thing is- he couldn't move.
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Mason was stuck under Connor, as he whined. Well, this is it- This is the next…8 hours? Yeah, for me. He thought, before closing his eyes and sleeping a bit after.
(we can time skip if you wanna-)
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Mason yelped. "THAT WAS ON YOU– YOU ROLLED ON TOP OF ME A-AND-" HIs face was the darkest red it had ever been- before he paused. "Oh, by the way- You act like a three-year-old when your drunk." He snorted.
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Mason cleared his throat. "You literally said: 'bUt tHe wHisKey iS aLl AlONe…'" He said, laughing his ass off. "Damn, it was hilarious!"
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Mason, of course, cooed.
"Awww~ Are you embarrassed~?" He teased, snorting.