⚠️Warnings: morning after situation, idk but be warned.
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You woke up in your hotel room with a massive headache. You groaned and sat up, rubbing your eyes and then looking around the room.
Nevermind, this was not your hotel room.
You looked beside you on the bed to see your best friend Colby, naked. Your eyes widened and you looked down at yourself, sighing in relief when you saw you had a shirt on; although, it wasn't your shirt and you definitely didn't have underwear on.
You carefully crawled towards the edge of the bed, slipping out from under the covers. You stood up on shaky legs and made your way over to the pile of clothes by the foot of the bed.
You were almost there when you tripped over something and fell face first to the floor. You groaned and rubbed your nose after you had picked yourself up from the floor.
"You okay there?" Your head snapped towards Colby, who was leaning up on his elbows to look at you on the floor.
"Yea, just hit my nose," you groaned "and I'm severely hungover."
He chuckled a little and then groaned himself. "Me too."
You continued rubbing your nose when you felt cold metal. You pulled your hand away from your face and looked at your left hand. Your eyes rounded when you saw the diamond ring on your finger.
It looked suspiciously like-
"Woah. Is that an engagement ring?"
You shoved your hand behind your back so he couldn't see. But when you looked up at him, he wasn't looking at your hand; he was looking at his.
"You have one too?" He looked at you in confusion, until you showed him your hand. His eyes widened. He looked at your hand, then his hand, then you, repeating the cycle a couple of times before he settled on looking at you in disbelief.
"Did we..."
You nodded your head. "I think we did."
"And then we..."
You looked at his nakedness and nodded again. "Uh-huh."
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Yesterday
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"Happy Birthday!"
Everyone was gathered around you while you blew out your candles.
"Birthday shots!" Katrina and Tara yelled.
You giggled as your two friends each grabbed one of your arms and dragged you to the bar. You ordered multiple shots and drank them in quick succession, barely swallowing one fully before you downed the next one.
The night carried on like this, drinking and dancing with your friends.
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The memory seemed to remind your stomach of all the alcohol you had consumed. You rushed to the bathroom at the urge to puke.
Colby followed you in and held your hair back for you while rubbing small, soothing circles on your back.
You leaned back and wiped your mouth. Turning your head towards Colby, you took note of the small smile on his face; as well as the multiple lipstick marks on his neck, chest, and face. You blushed knowing that those were your lipstick marks.
"How come you're not puking your guts out too?" You asked.
He chuckled, "i woke up earlier and did that. It was still dark out, so i just went back to sleep."
You groaned, "I'm never drinking that much again." You shook your head when you heard him laugh. "How many shots did i take anyways?"
"I lost count around 10. Don't forget you also had multiple margaritas and martinis."
You groaned again.
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Last Night
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Jake walked over with an incredibly drunk Tara in his arms. He smiled at his friends, "I'm taking her back to the hotel. See you guys tomorrow."
The guys waved goodbye and looked back to the other two girls who were dancing to the music, drinks in hand.
"I might take Katrina back too, she looks like she about to black out." Sam spoke warily.
"Fine with me. I'll keep an eye on Y/n." Colby said, his eyes slipping to the girl in question. She was moving her hips to the beat sensually and he could spot multiple guys watching her as she did so. Maybe it was the drinks he had, but that didn't sit right with him.
"Alright bro, I'll see you tomorrow." Sam patted Colby on the shoulder and walked towards his girlfriend, leading her out of the bar they were in.
Colby looked back at Y/n, who was making her way towards him; or rather, the bartender behind him.
She leaned on the counter, ready to order another drink, but Colby stopped her; noticing just how drunk she was now that she was closer to him.
"Oh no you don't. You've had way too many tonight." He smirked at the girls pout. "Water please." He told the man.
"Hey! I don't want water, i want another one of the- the um- whatever i had a second ago." She shook her head, her words slurring together.
"I know, but if you don't drink some water you're gonna have a killer headache in the morning." Colby looked down at her.
"Whatever." She huffed and crossed her arms. "You're kinda cute ya' know." She tilted her head and looked at him.
Before he could think of a response the bartender came back with the previously ordered water.
Y/n grabbed the glass and gulped the water down quickly, asking for a refill.
"You wanna leave?" She asked.
Colby agreed and, after drinking some water himself and paying off the tab, the two left the bar.
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"So, we're married." You said again, making sure your foggy brain was interpreting the information correctly.
"Looks like it." Colby responded.
"Why? We've never had feelings for each other before." That wasn't completely true, you had always harbored some feelings towards Colby, but he didn't need to know that.
"Speak for yourself pretty girl." Your head snapped in Colby's direction, looking at him in disbelief. "I've had feelings for you for a while now, i just never thought you reciprocated them. But clearly i was wrong." His following smirk made your stomach flip and flutter with butterflies.
"I don't reciprocate them." You faultered.
"Mhm. Okay. What all do you remember from last night."
"I remember drinking and, dancing and leaving the bar...." You trailed off, thinking.
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Last Night
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You giggled watching Colby drink from the bottle of alcohol you had purchased for your game of Truth or Drink.
He removed the bottle from his lips and grimaced. "This tastes like shit."
You laughed again, grabbing the bottle from him and taking a swig.
You two sat in silence for, enjoying the view from your balcony. Until Colby's chuckle interrupted it.
You turned towards him, furrowing your brows in confusion. "What's funny?"
"Nothing, just, you know what would be crazy, but in a good way?" He looked at you and tilted his head.
"What?"
"If we got married." He took a sip from the bottle and looked away. You followed his gaze until you saw a chapel.
You considered it for a minute; the idea sounded very good to your intoxicated brain.
"We should do it."
His head snapped towards you. "We should?" He repeated.
"Why not." You shrugged your shoulders. "I'd marry you. And you know what they say, When In Vegas."
"I'm pretty sure it's 'When In Rome'."
You waved your hand. "Whatever. You wanna get married or not."
"Hell yea!" He set down the bottle and jumped to his feet. He stretched out his hand towards you. "Let's go get us some rings."
"And you a suit."
"Then i supposed we'll have to get you a dress."
"I suppose we will."
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"... and our chat on my balcony." You shook your head. You went from playing a harmless game of Truth or Drink to being proposed to from your best friend.
"Yea, that was some proposal." He grimaced while his eyes slipped to the garments on the ground.
You walked towards the pile of clothing, grabbing your dress and holding it up. It wasn't bad for it to have been picked out while you were drunk.
"Not bad. It's really short though." You noticed.
"Yea, that's my fault." Colby rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
As soon as he said it, the memory came back to you.
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Last Night
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"Colby!" You giggled. "It's way too short! My whole ass is basically out!"
"Easy access." He said simply.
You giggled again. You had thought it would be fun if he picked your dress and you picked his suit. You were right.
"At least what i picked out for you is decent." You looked him up and down. The white button up fit him perfectly and the sports coat was tight in just the right places; showing off his muscles a little bit.
"I'd say that dress is decent, as long as there are no kids or parents around." He laughed and so did you.
"Alright, alright. Now let's go find our rings." You said, grabbing his hand and dragged him to the next store.
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You blushed profusely at another flashback of just how easy the access had been later.
Colby chuckled, at the memory or your blushing you didn't know.
You shook away the memory so that you could focus. "Okay. What do we do now?"
"What do you mean?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the foot of the bed.
"I mean, so we just pretend it never happened or..." you trailed off, not knowing what other options there were.
He smirked and crossed his arms.
"What if i don't want to pretend it never happened?"
"What?" You asked incredulously.
He tilted his head, like a cute little puppy. "What if i want to stay married to you?"
"You can't be serious." Your eyes widened, he was being mean at this point.
His smirk dropped and he groaned. "Don't make me say it again baby. You know i want you."
You froze. The atmosphere changing to a serious one.
He sauntered over to you and grabbed your face in his hands. You brought your hands up and grabbed his wrists. Whether it was to push him away or keep him there, you didn't know.
"Colby.." you trailed off.
Keep him there, you definitely were trying
to keep him there.
"Y/n. I want you and i have wanted you since the moment i met you." You sucked in a breath. "I know i didn't exactly do it right yesterday, but please will you stay married to me?"
He looked into your eyes pleadingly, and you gave in.
"Yes Colby, of course I'll stay married to you."