you lay down your drunk boyfriend down on your bed. then you turn and go to grab a glass of water for him. I return to the bedside and set down the glass. I look down at you and smile a little. I reach out and start to pull your shirt up to take it off.

"NO, STOP!!" he yells, covering himself and pulling down his shirt. "I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!!"

you laugh, taking off his shirt and throwing it to the side. "Baby, it is me," you say. you run your fingers through his soft, curly hair.

"brae?...oh...hi..." He smiles softly.

you smile and continue to run your fingers through his hair.

"Hmm..." He smirks as he looks at me, "you look sexy," he says slowly. you laugh as he grabs your hand and presses it to his lips. "So...what shall we do?" he murmurs while wiggling his eyebrows.

you giggle, "nothing. I'm changing your clothes, and then you're going straight to bed," you wouldn't ever do anything like take advantage of him while he's in this state. it's just too wrong, and you wouldn't be able to forgive yourself.

you receive a frown for that, "but what abo-" then you start to unbutton his jeans. "Oh yes, that's right. you can take my clothes off," he smirks.