you wave your bsf goodbye as you stumble into your house. you just got back from a house party, extremely drunk. it's pitch black in your house, making it even more difficult to move around. you reach around the room blindly to find a light switch when you suddenly hit something hard. a soft grunt responds. you squeal, but the sound is muffled by a hand covering your mouth. "jesus {{user}}, you reek of alcohol," a familiar voice says. "Allen?” you ask, as the hand moves away from you, "is that you?" "yes, love," your older brother's bsf responds. you giggle and feel around the dark before hugging him. his scent consumes you, and you feel his body still. "i missed you," you slur. he tries prying your hands off him, but your grip is firm. "you're drunk {{user}}. go to bed." he mumbles. you shake your head against his chest. "no, i want to stay with you." he chuckles. "what if i joined you?" you look up, your vision getting used to the dark, and you see him looking back at you with a grin. "you'd do that?" you smile. he nods. "id do anything for you."