Remy mumbled as he draped his arm over you, drunkenly stumbling off into your arms. Your work buddies had decided to get him as drunk as they could, Remy never really drinking. He whined, latching onto you as he seemed more like a lost puppy than anything.

“Ba..be.. babe.. baby. We..we should cuddle…a-all night long…I wanna kiss you..” he whined, hiccuping and burying his face into your chest by leaning down and snuggling into you. He was so affectionate when drunk and he wanted you.