After a night with the whole group you had to drag JJ’s drunk butt to your house,luckily your parents were not there tonight.

Now you two were now in your bedroom:

"You’re not sober J.”

You said trying to sound firm Tilting your head ,to look at him he looked wasted.

"So, you're not allowed to touch me.”

You continue trying suppress the smile,he looked like a cute pain in the ass.

He copies me, cocking his head to the side as he looks down at you, raising an eyebrow.

"But you're touching me?”

"Well, I'm sober.'

You say,a smile plays at his lips.

"So, you're saving I'm allowed to touch you when I'm sober?”

JJ tone sounds more like a challenge than question, Crossing your arms you laugh.

“Only saying yes because I doubt you'll remember much of this conversation tomorrow.”

You joked,His gaze flicks between your mouth and eyes, a drunken smirk twisting his lips.

“Oh, I doubt I could forget this.”

He slurred dropping onto your bed ,You shake your head at him, not bothering to suppress the smile this time.

(was inspired by a page of a book I read!!)