Shippies arn't so bad... are they? :MATURE:

Skye blushed even more and felt like a complete and utter idiot.

Hearing the giggle, Carlos smiled at his friend and kissed him gently on the cheek.

A small giggle escaped from between Skye's lips.

Carlos grinned and continued to nuzzle him, now nuzzling him with his stubble.

" T'at tic'les!" the red head exclaimed as the tried to get away from Carlos whilst trying not to giggle at the same time.

A smile spread on the older males face as his wrapped his arms around the red head and began to nuzzle him gently.

Skye burried his face in Carlos' hair trying to hide his reddening cheeks.

"You are." Carlos grinned and huddled up to the red head.

"Ahm no' ..." Skye said with a slight hiccup between the two words.

Giving a warm smile, Carlos kissed Skye's cheek gently. "You're cute when you're embarassed."

Skye grumbled and nodded, somewhat embaressed, which was clear due to the reddening of his cheeks.

Carlos couldn't help but snort at his friend. "Consequences?"

"Yer ma'e meh drun', ya ca' deal wiv teh con.." tries to say consiquences but can't.

Glancing at Skye, Carlos blinked. "...What?"

Skye poked Carlos.

Letting out a yawn, Carlos stretched and slumped down on the ground next to Skye. He rest his head on the floor and looked like he was about to doze off.

Skye grumbled and tried his hardest to ignore Carlos, which was rather hard when he was practically being sat on by the person he was attempting to ignore.

Carlos really couldn't help but laugh at his friend. He'd never seen him so drunk and he actually found him funnier than usual.

Skye glared.
"Don' you laugh a' me" He huffed and crossed his arms.

The older male couldn't help but erupt into laughter. "You're already drunk!"

"Ar' yer tryin' tah ge' meh drun'...?" Skye asked as he looked up at Carlos.

Carlos merely continued to smile at his friend and encourage him to drink more or drink faster.

Skye struggled but gave up, the stuff was actually starting to taste rather nice.

Grinning at his friend, he was glad he had encouraged him. Picking up another bottle, he rammed it into Skye's mouth and forced Skye to tilt his head backwards.

Skye hiccuped and tried to push Carlos off, his mind was still sober in the form of being sensible and knowing right from wrong.
"Nah mooore o' tha' stoof...."
He was trying to tell Carlos 'No more' but instead it had ended up sounding like 'Now more'