nobody: / / jasico when they're drunk: *actually happy noise*

this wasn't a request, but i wanted more fluff >:(

also, they are adults in this. it's not explicitly stated, but they are in a bar for a bit so yeah

! Drinking !

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Nico and Jason weren't the types to go out drinking, but when they did, it was a disaster. Not in the sense that they did anything illegal, but it was more of-

"Jason, hey, hey Jason." Nico giggled and downed another glass. "That guy over there looks like Mike Wazowski." The man didn't hear them, but their laughter drew his attention.

Jason noticed this and flicked Nico's forehead. "You can't just say things like that," but he was a giggling mess too.

They were both laughing and downing drink after drink until they were stumbling out of the bar.

Jason couldn't stay upright and Nico couldn't walk straight but they were having fun and they refused to pay any mind to the old lady that glared at them through her kitchen window. Nico still waved at her cat and Jason did too.

* * *

Their front door wasn't locked and Nico should've been mad, but he wasn't and he couldn't think straight and he couldn't see straight and he couldn't walk straight and everything was so much for him.

The couple stumbled up the stairs, half dragging half slumping against the wall. Their impending bruises forgotten and their teeth will be left unbrushed, but they can worry about it in the morning.

Their bedroom door wasn't closed, but Jason still leaned on it as if it were. He stumbled and grabbed onto Nico for support. They both went crashing onto the bed. They bounced once, twice, and Nico grabbed onto Jason and stood on the bed with him.

Gods, they shouldn't be doing this, Jason thought. But when Nico, sweet, beautiful, drunk Nico smiled at him like that and laughed at him like that he couldn't help himself.

Their neighbors were going to hate them tomorrow. They were going to kick down their doors and demand an apology the couple would argue over whether or not they should give.

The whole world could hate them and they wouldn't care. All that mattered to Jason was Nico. All that mattered to Nico was Jason. All that mattered was their red faces and their hair plastered to their forehead. All that mattered was breathless laughter and the cheek splitting smiles and the feeling of each other's hands. Nothing else mattered except for this.

When they were too tired to jump anymore and their sides hurt after laughing so hard, they laid in comfortable silence. They shared small kisses and smiles before passing out with the comforter on the floor and the lights still on.