(Tw: slight NSFW and drug mention)

I was driving Jeremy home from a party. He drank too much so I made it my mission to make sure he made it home safely. I looked in the back seat to see Jeremy sleepily looking out the window.

"Miiikey. Can we snuggle?" I blushed because, for a second, I thought he was serious. Then reality punched me in the face, reminding me that Jeremy was drunk and didn't know what he was saying.

I looked back at Jeremy and smiled. "Let's wait till we get home okay? We're gonna crash at my house if that's okay."

"Mmmk. Whatever you say. I love you Mikey." I felt my cheeks getting warm but I shook it off and focused on the road.

I practically held Jeremy up and dragged him to my house. How many drinks did he have anyway?

I brought Jeremy into my room and laid him down of my bed. He whined from lack of contact as he laid down on my bed. "Mikey....I thought you said we could cuttle." I looked away, not wanting to meet his eyes.

"Jeremy, you should get some sleep. You aren't thinking properly and I don't want you doing anything you'll regret."

He pouted and pulled on my shirt. "I know what I'm doing. You don't have to worry about meee." He slurred his words so I knew it was time for me to leave before we both do something stupid.

I was about to walk away but Jeremy pulled on my shirt, causing me to lean down, and pressed his lips to mine. I hesitated for a minute but then closed my eyes and deepened the kiss. He pulled me onto the bed with him, pulling our bodies closer. He moaned as I kissed his neck.Was this really happening?

"Mikey, I've loved you for a long time." Jeremy smiled tiredly as he looked at me with soft brown eyes. I figured he wouldn't remember anything tomorrow so I could say anything without the worry of explaining anything to him tomorrow.

I chuckled and agreed. "Me too jeremy. You have had no idea. I've loved you for half of our friendship and I never said it because I was afraid you didn't agree." Jeremy pulled me into a kiss. I felt my jeans getting tight and saw a bulge in Jeremy's pants as well.

He pulled on my shirt and I raised my arms, allowing my short to be taken off. I went back to kissing Jeremy as he started to get his shirt off as well. I left a trail of kisses (some hickeys) to Jeremy's stomach.

Jeremy hummed in pleasure and bucked his hips. "Mikeeyy. He slurred and then I suddenly stopped.

What was I doing? Jeremy is drunk and can't think for himself. I'm taking advantage of my drunk best friend. I'm letting my feelings take control of my actions.

I sighed and stopped what I was doing. Jeremy whined in annoyance because I stopped. He looked at me and I sadly smiled.

"I'm sorry Jeremy. I didn't mean to try and take advantage of you. Let's....let's just go to bed okay?" I turned around, my back facing Jeremy, and pulled the covers over me. I closed my eyes, trying not to have a guilty conscious.

Luckily he wouldn't remember anything in the morning.

Jeremy's POV

I watched as Michael turned around, ignoring me. I closed my eyes and smiled to myself.

It's a good thing I took theater because I'm great at pretending to be drunk.

That was kinda awkward to write but whatever. DO IT FOR WATTPAD!!