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Oh my god! I love this, I really hope you like this, I literally poured my heart into this one.

5. Are you drunk or are you just really happy to see me?

7. I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you?

44. I love you.

Thanks again to the wonderful @afictionaladventure16 for an awesome prompt list!

Warnings: probably none, just drunk Brian haha it’s pure fluff.

When you started dating Brian you didn’t think about the times he’ll go on tour and leave you all by yourself, you hated it but he didn’t like it either, when he’s away, he always tell you how much he wants you to be by his side touring. But you had to work, it was your responsibility.

You were growing used to it. Brian has this “album, tour, album, tour” routine, he sometimes had holidays in between, but when he was having his well deserved rest, you usually had to work, so you valued every second you got to spend with him.

He has been touring for two months, you were really proud of him, they made it! They’re being recognized and they deserved it, so you’re not complaining. However, you were really happy cause he’s coming home tonight, you had a special night planned for the two of you, you were planning on cooking, a bit of stargazing and lots of cuddles.

Bri is vegan, so you’ve been learning some new recipes to make him and his tummy happy, he also love space and stars, so you were planning on using that old telescope he loves, but as much he loves stargazing, he prefers cuddles, in any position, so you were quite happy about it too cause you love cuddles as much as him.

As the day passed, you were getting more anxious and nervous, you wanted everything to be perfect, you also put on your favorite dress, put on some make up and fixed your hair a bit, you always thought that dressing up for a guy was useless, but then you met Brian and a lot of things changed.

9:30 pm, he should be here already, where is he? You were starting to get worried.

Food’s cold.

The sky was too clouded and the stars were nowhere to be seen.

Your makeup was not “perfect” anymore.

But most importantly, Brian wasn’t here.

At 11:00 you gave up, you left the food served and went to the couch, the dress doesn’t matter anymore, you laid on your back and waited for Brian to show up.

You fell asleep, when? You didn’t even notice, probably all the stress of the day was taking it’s toll on you, however, you woke up thanks to the feeling of some extra weight on top of you and a mop of hair tickling your nose, there he is.

His face was snuggled into your neck and he let all of his weight rest on you, apparently you look like a pillow. But in the moment you felt his arms hugging you as if his life depends on it, you felt safe, he’s home now, you’re home now.

You hugged him back with all the strength you had, apparently he liked it cause he moaned in pleasure, two months after, you were finally hugging him.

“I want the cuddles” he said like a whinny boy, and snuggled into your neck more if that’s possible. But then it hit you. He’s drunk. You try to push him away a bit but he wrapped his arms tighter. “I just want love” he said, like a kid, again.

“I love you” i said kissing his head a bit, caressing his nape and hair. “I love you more than I love myself”

He looked up, yeap he’s drunk, his eyes are a bit red and glossy and that’s what usually happens to him after getting more so-co than he should. He stood up as fast as a lighting and offered you his hand

As soon as you were on your feet, he grabbed you from your waist and hugged you tighter, he was obviously taller than you so your face was pressed to his bare chest, cause is well known that Brian can be modest and shy, but he knows he’s good looking so he liked to leave some of his shirt buttons opened and god, you loved that.

He looked down at you and spread kisses all over your face and staying a few more seconds on your lips “how was the tour?” You asked trying to have a proper conversation.

“Let me kiss you more!” He practically begged. “Please, please, pleaseee...!” He pouted and gave you his best attempt of puppy eyes.

“Are you drunk or are you just really happy to see me?” I asked him laughing at his puppy eyes, they were slowly making me fall into his game but I would admit it so easily.

“Both” he laughed and cares my cheek “you’re so beautiful, let me kiss you, please.” He said looking all love struck, you were sure you had the same look.

“Kiss me Brian.” You said hugging his waist and pulling him closer to you. It took longer saying it than him doing it. God You missed his lips, he was so sweet but so demanding at the same time, it was impressive.

We spend hours just kissing, remembering ever inch of our lips, telling each other how much we missed and loved the other, just feeling our heartbeats synchronise again.

“God you taste like so-co, how much did you had?” You asking him parting your kiss.

“Probably more than I should have” he said with a guilty look,you caressed his cheek and he leaned into it looking all soft “I know I stink right now, so I’m gonna sleep on the couch.” You refused, immediately, but he was too lazy to take a shower at that hour, so that’s not an option.

Besides, when Brian says he’ll do something, he’ll do it. So he took so pillows and blankets to the couch and fall sleep there, you went to your bed, as much as you’d like to snuggle into Brian’s chest right now, he’ll refuse and tug you into your bed himself. So you just obeyed.

You fell asleep immediately, until you heard a knock on your bedroom door, Brian was there, a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and a pout on his lips.

“I had a nightmare, can I sleep with you?” He asked while rubbing the sleep out of his eyes looking like a five year old.

You opened up a space beside you and patted the bed a bit, he understood and layed down beside you. He put his head on your chest and looked up at you “I’m not drinking again, I promise” you laughed and kissed his nose, he’ll do it again, I’m sure, you didn’t ask him about his nightmare cause you know he doesn’t like to talk about them and that he will when he’s ready, you felt peace again.

It wasn’t the night you planned, no food, no stargazing, but you had Brian, he was finally here, and with your man’s head on your chest, soft snores coming out of his mouth and the moon light coming though the windows, you realized, everything is perfect by his side, even when he’s drunk and unplanned.