intellectuals (rick x reader)

you and rick quickly made your way back to the ship and took off back to earth.

"(y/n), you know i could've handled that, right?" rick said as he drove, glancing over at you and connecting his gaze with yours.

"no need to validate yourself. i handled it just fine, didn't i?" you replied, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. truth is, rick didn't really expect that out of you, but it was a pleasant surprise to say the least. you could take care of yourself, which was quite the turn on for him. long story short, you weren't a pussy, and he liked that.

the scientist just chuckled at you, pulling his flask out and taking a swig. "can iii-i see that *burp* gun you used?" he asked. you pulled the little guy out of your boot and handed it to him. "where did you get this thing?" rick asked as he examined it. the gun fit in the palm of his hand and, as you both saw, had enough power to blow a fucking hole in somebody.

"my aunt gave it to me. she's a weapons specialist for the government. i try to always keep it on me for emergencies." you replied.

"well it's fucking cool." rick handed the tiny gun back to you. "when i saw you pull it out i thought you were going to embarrass me." he teased.

"well, you thought wrong." you replied with a grin. "who was that guy anyways?"

rick rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "just a guy that i might of borrowed some time crystals from." he burped before taking another drink out of his flask. "and by borrow, i mean stole. and by some, i-i mean all of them."

"and you did this why?"

"hear me o-*urrrrp* out. that guy is a real prick. a-aaa-always ripping me off when we use to trade." rick began. while he was talking you reached your hand out to him, motioning toward his flask. he tossed it at you and continued to drunkenly explain. "i got tired of it one day and just robbed the mother fucker. iii-i mean, imagine being stupid enough to r-*urrp* rip off the smartest guy in the fucking universe. i'd say he did it to himself."

you let out a chuckle before taking a swig out of rick's flask. "he must've been a real dumbass to think he could rob you with just a knife." you burped quietly after you spoke, causing you to giggle.

"s-so what do you want to do? i can take you home if you w-*urrp* want?" rick asked before casually taking his hand and resting it on your knee. your cheeks grew rosy at the touch.

"that's fine by me." you replied, looking over at rick. you noticed his face showed the slightest bit of disappointment at your response. you started to grin a little. "i have some tequila and some whiskey at my place. if maybe you'd want to come in and help me drink it?"

rick smiled slightly at your offer, trying really hard to suppress his eagerness. "how am i supposed to turn down free *burp* whiskey?"

-

you woke up the next morning with a pounding head ache and a trail of drool running down your chin. you wiped your chin on your pillow and tried to roll over, but a pair of long slender arms snaked around your waist held you in place. you could hear rick snoring ever so quietly. you did your best to remember what happened after you two started drinking at your place, but once the shots went down it was all kind of a blur. you tried to gently wiggle your way out of his grasp so you could go cure your dry mouth.

rick let out a groan before his eyes fluttered open. "morning." he mumbled into your hair. it smelt of cigarette smoke and strawberries, which was somehow comforting.

you smiled lightly at his drowsiness. "good morning, rick." you replied with an early morning rasp to your voice. you looked over to see a bottle of water sitting on your night stand. "what happened last night?" you asked before grabbing the water and downing half of it.

rick let out a chuckle. "you got all competitive and tried to keep up with me when we started taking shots." he replied, removing his arms from your waist and stretching them upward with a yawn. "you didn't throw up or anything, but you could barely walk on your own and by the end of the night y-yyour words were so slurred i could hardly understand you."

"well at least i didn't blow chunks, i guess." you replied and offered him the rest of your water. he thankfully took it and chugged down the rest. you rolled over, realizing you were just in one of your big t-shirts and a pair of underwear. your cheeks grew a little pink. "we uhh....d-didn't do anything, did we?"

rick shook his head, looking you in the face now that you had rolled over to face him. "unless you're referring to a sloppy make out session, no, that's as far as we took it."

you nodded, trying to hide your embarrassment. if you were so drunk you couldn't even remember it, you knew it had to have been bad. you shuffled over and laid on your back so you didn't have to face him. "well uh, tell drunk rick i'm sorry for the messy make out, i'm sure it wasn't pretty."

rick just chuckled, still gazing at you while laying on his side. "no need, i've got a feeling that he enjoyed himself."

you smiled a little, pulling the blankets off of you and sitting up. "my fucking head hurts. i need a cigarette." you said before standing, rubbing your temples a little. ricks eyes scanned you up and down as you walked to your closet and threw some shorts on. "you want some coffee or something?"

rick sat up and stretched. you hadn't noticed he didn't have a shirt on till now. "yeah, coffee sounds good."

-

you both got dressed then went into your living room. you talked while sipping on coffee till rick decided it was time to head back to the smith residence before anyone got too worried.

"i should go before my family thinks i'm dead." rick said after finishing the rest of his coffee. "i had fun with you, (y/n)."

you grinned, setting your mug down and standing up. "i did, too. you're not going to tell summer about this, are you?"

"god no. not morty either. that's just a mess waiting to happen. i'll enjoy t-the stillness while i can." the man replied as you both started to walk toward the door.

"till next time?" you asked, looking up at him with a small smile. rick lifted your chin up with his index finger, placing a gentle kiss on your lips. you felt butterflies fill your stomach.

"definitely." was all he said before turning around and leaving out the door; leaving you with flushed cheeks and a grin in between them.