Drunken Giggles
Jordan Li x gn!Reader | 470 words
You stumble into Jordan's dorm room at three a.m., the world spinning with each step, and soft laughter bubbling up from deep within you. You fumble with the key, the metal clanking loudly against the lock. With a final curse and a triumphant giggle, you manage to open the door stumbling into the dimly lit room, illuminated only by moonlight. Every attempt at silence is thwarted by your clumsiness, knocking into furniture and cursing under your breath as you stub your toe on an unseen obstacle.
Jordan had woken up when you were fumbling with the key on the lock, their eyes barely open as they observe your drunken antics with a fond smile. They pretend to be asleep, enjoying the spectacle of your stumbling entry into the room, drunkenly swaying as you walk.
The room spins slightly as you collapse on the couch, kicking off your shoes and struggling to remove your pants, the alcohol rendering you both clumsy and giddy. From the bed, Jordan watches you with amusement, their smile growing wider with each of your drunken movements. With a mischievous giggle, you shuffle towards them, your steps unsteady. Jordan shuts their eyes tightly, pretending to be oblivious to your approach. In the darkness, you don't notice the subtle rise and fall of their chest as they suppress a chuckle.
Just as Jordan expects to feel the bed shift under your weight, everything goes silent. Too silent. They're about to peek, open their eyes, when suddenly, you throw yourself onto the bed, landing on top of them. Your limbs tangle with theirs in a drunken embrace. A loud giggle bursts from your lips as you clutch onto them.
“Jesus, fuck!" Jordan exclaims, caught off guard by your sudden assault. But their hands instinctively hold onto you as you start sliding off the bed in your drunken state. Pulling you closer, their hand bringing your thigh to rest on top of their hip, you nuzzle your face onto their chest breathing them in.
"Sorry, baby," you slur, your words muffled against their chest as you snuggle closer, sighing happily as their hand travels up your back to stroke your hair. You lift your head to meet their eyes, your vision hazy. They shift a hand to cup your cheek, a soft smile forming on their lips as they look down at you.
"Someone had a good time." They say with a teasing smile, placing a tender kiss on your forehead. You nod enthusiastically, giggle softly as they caress your cheek. You close your eyes, sighing as you rest your head back down on their chest, breathing in the comforting scent of them. Jordan's arm wraps tighter around you, as the other gently strokes your hair, the rhythmic motion lulling both of you to sleep.
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