"Alright boozy, let's get you to bed," I said to Gus, extending my hands out as an offer to help him stand.
He took them, so Ziggy escaped Gus' grip and then accompanied us on the trudge to our room. I wasn't sure if Gus even lifted his feet at all, but with both my arms around him and using every ounce of muscle I had left in me, I successfully dragged him until we were standing beside our bed.
"Hey, did I ever tell you how good you look in black?" He drawled.
"Probably, but thank you," I blandly replied.
Only he could find a way to be turned on by my funeral outfit; a skintight, slinky black midi dress and black pumps. When I gave myself a once-over, I shrugged. Can't blame him.
I unfastened my arms from around him and yanked off my wool trench coat, tossing it near our closet where it landed by the mass of clothes I left on the floor from the morning. My hands held out for his upper arms to steady him, finding myself face-to-face with hooded eyes and a playful smirk.
"Well, I'll say it again. You look really fucking good in black."
"Thanks. Now go to bed."
He pouted, his shoulders slouching exaggeratedly at my rejection as he whined, "Come on."
"Gus," I sighed, veering back when he lunged forward to try and kiss me. "We're not having sex right now."
"Why?" He tugged at my waist, causing our chests and eyes to meet.
Because you're drunk, I'm not, this is dumb, and it means nothing.
I just shook my head. "Believe it or not, death doesn't turn me on."
He snorted.
It seemed like he finally got the hint, because his hold on me loosened up then. I had to admire that with a little persistence, my giant, drunk toddler of a boyfriend did actually listen to me most of the time.
There was an adoring glint in his eyes as he stared at me, so I let him kiss me. It didn't go any further than that, besides his nimble fingers pinching my ass. When he pulled away, his gaze held that same shine as he let me go, as he stripped down to his underwear, and as he crawled into our bed.
Once he was under the comforter and his head was snuggled into his pillow, I pressed a knee into the mattress and bent down to his level. "Goodnight," I said softly, brushing my lips against his.
"Don't be long, I wanna cuddle," he mumbled as his eyes shut.
"Okay," I giggled. I knew within seconds he'd be unconscious, but it was comical how a little bit (or a lot) of liquor could make this guy such a softie.
I left our bedroom and Ziggy followed me out to the kitchen, where I strolled over to the shelf we declared to be our "alcoholic shelf". We only really kept a few bottles on hand, but it was never vacant, that was certain. I reached for one that was already open, more than halfway filled with cheap Moscato. Taking a seat at the island with Ziggy at my feet, I unscrewed the cap and poured a generous glass for myself.
With a heavy sigh, I inhaled the vino about as fast as Claire did with her three glasses at the luncheon, setting a new personal best for myself. But after the day I'd had, I thought I deserved it.
Instead of opting for a second glass that would've turned into a third, I put the bottle back before I could do too much damage. Showing up to the work meeting in the morning with a wine hangover wasn't how I wanted to start my Saturday. So I took off my makeup that had gone from glowy to fairly greasy, switched into a t-shirt from Gus, and was fast asleep in his arms in no time.
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A/N - y'all i've had this chapter in my head for SO DAMN LONG and i finally got to write it out!!! i feel like a weight's been lifted off of me. just another glimpse into gus and bayla's roller coaster of a relationship lol. another chapter to prove that bayla would probably bend and break herself for anyone. she'd make a hell of a wife to gus tho amiright. it seems like so much has happened and yet we're only on the tenth chapter?? idk what to think. let me know what you guys think though i always love any feedback/comments!
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