”Christ— Why’re you so fucking heavy??”

Dave simply giggles, slumped against your shoulder as you heave him through the doorway of your shared apartment. You don’t even know how he’s still half lucid with the amount of drinks he was throwing back at Rose and Kanaya’s wedding. Or how he continued to even operate the DJ equipment in his inebriated state. But you’ve learned not to doubt or question a Strider’s ability to stick to the bit. Especially not Dave’s.

You dump him onto the worn out couch, his limbs hanging over the ends. “I’ll get you some water. Just stay put unless you need to puke.”

With careful steps you make your way over to the dimly lit kitchen, fetching some random Happy Meal toy cup from the cabinet and filling it up with water from the fridge. However, you nearly drop it in surprise when warm arms wrap around your middle.

Dave’s nose is pressed into your neck as he continues to smile for no reason, his face lit up with a rosy hue.

“youre warm.. :3”

“How did you do that with your mouth.”

“dwha :3”

“That.”

“idkkkk…” His speech is heavy and slurred as he looks up at you over his shades and under blonde lashes. “but i can do some other stuff with my mouth instead ;)”

You pinch your nose. You need to sober him up now.