Drunk sugg
"So Joe,"
Jacks voice slurred across the table, the vodka he'd consumed taking effect and causing his words to fall together into a jumbled mess.
The group of you (aka Jack, Joe, Josh, Caspar, Maddy, Conor) had decided to play say it or shot it, a game Jack often played on his channel, but instead of disgusting foods, we were using alcohol.
"Joe..." Jack said again, a smirk covering his face,
"Who in this room... do you like?" he finished, and Josh's mouth fell open whilst Conor whipped his head around to face you. Joe's neck flushed, but you couldn't see his face as he was turned away from you.
"Jack..." he said with his teeth ground together, and Jacks obnoxiously large smile got even wider, and he wiggled his eyebrows in your direction. Catching on a bit, your eyes widened and you looked over at Joe, who looked very determined not to turn around.
"Come on buddy!" Caspar laughed and Joe put his head in his hands.
"Why me?" you heard him sigh under his breath and he turned to you, his face red and looking vaguely mortified.
"Y/N." he said and you gasped, Joe liked you?! The guy you'd met five years ago because you made videos in your bedroom, the guy you'd fancied ever since you met him, liked you? your thoughts were whirling around your head, so much so, that you didn't notice Joe get up and leave the room. You were brought back into conciseness by the sound of Maddie's voice yelling after him.
"Joe!" she called, and you stared at the retreating form walking out onto the balcony.
"Y/N, I think you should go talk to him." Caspar said and you nodded vigorously, before standing up and making your own way out there.
You found Joe out there, leaning against the railing, staring out over the city. You lived in quite a high risen building, close to the top floor, so the view of the city with the setting sun fading in the background was absolutely stunning.
"Hey" you said tentatively, and Joe started, whipping his head around, before nervously chuckling.
"Hey." he replied, and you walked up to stand next to him.
"So..." you tried to start a conversation but couldn't really find the words to say to him.
"I've ruined everything haven't I?" he said with another laugh.
"You're the one person I feel like I can really talk too, the one person I want to be around more than anything and I've fucked it up." He said, dropping his head into his hands and letting out a long breath. His words hit you hard and your heart started to beat faster than it should have. For a minute there was total silence, until you finally worked up the courage to say something.
"N-no, Joe, it's quite the contrary actually." you stated, and he lifted his head, staring at you confusedly
"No." you said again, "Joe, I feel the exact same way." Now it was his turn to open his eyes as wide as they could go.
"Really?" he asked, excitement lacing his tone,
"Y-you do?"
"Yeah." you said, a smile playing at your face as Joe said,
"Well then, It's only fair if I treated you to a m-meal." Uncertainty glimmered in his eyes but instead of the rejection you knew he was expecting, you blushed,
"I would like that." you said to the floor and Joe went to say something else but his voice was drowned out by clapping coming from inside.
"Finally!" Conor yelled and laughter followed.
"Well," Joe said chuckling,
"Shall we re-join the game?"
You nodded, your own laughter sounding as the two of you walked back inside.
