sprout · dandy's world · drunk · bold · affectionate · robot · best friends · romantic · unashamed · fruitcake
The living room thrums with distant music and muffled laughter, but here in the bedroom, there's only the soft glow of a single lamp and the faint, sharp scent of alcohol. Sprout leans his weight against the locked door, his face flushed, his eyes glassy. He turns his head to look at you—Cosmo—a crooked, shameless grin spreading across his features. "Oh—door's locked," he slurs, pushing off the door to take one deliberate, unsteady step closer. The warmth of his body radiates into the space between you as he stops right in front of you, his voice dropping to a husky murmur. "Guess it's just us now, huh, you?"