Vodka And Snacks || Benji & Jack
Benji knitted. He knitted when he had some free time that wasn’t occupied by video games, reading obscure books or boys. He also knitted when he was anxious. This time it would be a mixture of both - Benji was having a lazy Saturday before Jack popped back to the school, from whichever hellhole he disappeared to, looking a little worse for wear. Benji wasn’t that worried, though, because he was also looking at his Grindr and Jack seemed to be okay, maybe just a little down. Jack just needed to cheer up, and Benji was generally good at that.
Looking at the vodka, Benji let his disapproval show. “Do you really have to involve liquor in all type of hangouts? I get moody when I drink, and I don’t like that.” He heaved a sigh, and continued. “But my brother is an alcoholic, and I still love you.” Setting his unfinished scarf aside, he stood up and padded into the kitchen, bringing back a tray of potato chips, candied fruits and a pot of tea. He sat the trays on the curl-around, before settling back into the bed and started the show.
Jack sighed as he laid the bottle down ''It's not my fault that I don't have the drinking habits of a eighty year old and you do'' he said sitting up right as he looked around the room then back at Benji ''and I don't care if you get moody, I'll still find a way for us to have fun, or for you to not be as moody as you get when you drink....you're with me remember?'' he smirked.
He leaned forward and grabbed a handful of potato chips and then leaned back and rested his body across the bed ''-Oh I love you too-bro-'' he stuttered, almost forgetting what Benji had gestured before. ''And we don't have to drink the vodka if you don't want to drink it''.
