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It’s late at night, Sebastian is at home on the couch relaxing as he watches some TV; until he hears the sound of keys fumbling around at the door. Must be Gabe, he thinks. Grabbing the remote quickly, he turns down the volume of whatever he was watching so it wasn’t too loud or overstimulating when his husband walks in.
"Heyyyy, baby, I missed you-" Gabriel calls out as the door opens slowly, his voice slurring — clearly being affected by the apparent alcohol currently in his system. Sebastian's eyes widen at the sight, and his protective instincts begin to send loud signals to his brain; Gabe was definitely not fully in control of his mind or his body right now.
"Hey." Sebastian responds, watching as his husband stumbles into their house so, of course, he takes it upon himself to get up from the couch and wrap an arm around Gabriel's waist to steady him. "Are you.. drunk?"
"I'm sooooooo drunk, and I— just love you so much." Gabriel adds with a giggle, and Sebastian can immediately smell the alcohol on his breath. Now that he remembers, Gabriel did mention earlier he was going out with Irene tonight; so he assumes they had a night out, but his husband definitely had too much to drink. He walks Gabriel over back to the couch and carefully guides him to sit down, and shortly following after him; moving messy hair strands out of Gabriel's face so he doesn't get too warm or sweaty.
"I love you too.” He reassures softly, yet he’s still anxious; worried about how drunk Gabe truly was. “Just be careful now, okay?"
"No, like, I love you even more." He affirms, and Sebastian could tell he’s in that — as he refers to it — the ‘lovesick giggly drunk Gabriel’ mode, which was definitely a side of his husband that was mainly harmless, so it doesn’t bother Sebastian as much thankfully.
"You sure?" Seb asks with a light chuckle, watching as Gabriel’s face scrunches up; his cheeks still very flushed as a result of his night out and Sebastian thinks he looks adorable, even like this.
"Yup. No fighting me on it. I love you more." Gabriel insists, and Sebastian giggles. This side of Gabe was just so adorably silly, so he knew he had to just play along for his sake.
"Okay, you love me more, I won't fight you on it." Sebastian says, giving in to Gabriel’s dramatics.
"I hope not, you're a mafia heir— you'd destroy me."
Oh, so he's drunk drunk.
"I would never destroy you." Sebastian assures him with a soft tone, resting his head on his husband’s shoulder for a moment, making sure Gabriel knew he was being sincere. He lifts his head back up to see Gabe getting a certain glint in his eyes, a slight smirk approaching his lips.
"Yeah 'cause that's my job." Gabe laughs cockily at his own statement, leaning in slowly and Sebastian can’t help but notice him leaving hot, open mouthed kisses along the curve of his neck. "And you love it when I—"
"Gabe, stop." Sebastian immediately interjects upon hearing the beginning of that last sentence leave his husband's mouth, pushing him away lightly as to not make him dizzy. He knew this was going to be hard to resist, but Sebastian knew Gabriel needed some rest; even if he has to force him to bed.
Gabe lifts his head up to look Sebastian right in the eyes, and Sebastian hates to admit it— his husband's brown doe eyes were enchanting. Seductive. Enticing. Even in a drunken state, Sebastian just lets loose; even just for a brief stolen moment.
"You love it."
Sebastian hates that he’s right, so he tries his hardest to conceal even a hint of blush across his cheeks.
"I do but, you're.. embarrassingly drunk right now— so I think it's time for bed." Sebastian says as gently as possible, trying to avoid Gabriel's eyes as he gets up, reaching out his hand so he can practically drag him to their bedroom.
"Aw Seb, you're no fun." Gabe sighs dramatically, his body language dropping as he sinks deeper into the couch. Sebastian rolls his eyes, trying so hard not to let his 'disappointed mother' instincts come out as he watches Gabe ignore his assistance.
"And you're in need of some sleep." Sebastian sighs, giving in to his husband's dramatics and just grabbing Gabriel's arm gently to pull him up from his slouched position on their couch.
"Ugh, fine, if I have to." Gabriel groans in defeat, his body practically going limp and allowing himself to be dragged away, much to the struggle of his husband.
"You are ridiculous." Sebastian quips back, shaking his head with a smirk. He wraps his arm back around Gabriel’s waist, practically using all of his upper body strength to carry the weight of Gabe at his side. Gabe is lucky that Sebastian regularly worked out, thanks to his time in the Mafia.
"Shush," Gabriel counters, his pointer finger flying up to Sebastian’s lips; not even allowing him to say another word. "Gimme cuddles now."
"I will Gabe, don't worry, just let me get you freshened up okay?" He pleads, eager to just get his husband feeling better as soon as possible.
Gabriel groans, clearly being overdramatic once again as Sebastian knew all too well about how drunk Gabriel operates. He nods reluctantly anyways, and Sebastian shakes his head with a blushed smile again.
"Come on,” Sebastian asserts gently, then ruffles Gabe’s warm, brunette hair with his free hand. “Let’s go shower this off."
"Mhm, 'm tired." Gabe mumbles, his eyes slowly closing as he rests his head on his husband’s shoulder for a moment. Sebastian’s lips turn up into a soft smile, taking a moment to just admire how Gabriel’s eyelashes sit perfectly upon his flushed cheeks, how beautiful he looked even in such a drunken state.
He was truly the luckiest person in the world.
"I know, honey. Come on, nice hot shower to help you relax." Sebastian tells him, watching as his very sleepy, intoxicated husband opens his eyes again; the signature Gabriel Castillo doe-eyed look out in full force.
Sebastian leads his drunken husband into their bathroom, starting to run a hot shower for the two of them; well, mainly for Gabe to soothe his current state. Sebastian leaves a gentle kiss on Gabriel's forehead before helping him get undressed, carefully lifting his arms up and removing his wine-stained shirt from over his head. He notices Gabriel's messy brown hair falling over his forehead once again, so Sebastian runs his fingers through it tenderly and Gabriel just sits there, eyes fixated on his husband in front of him — the love in his eyes being embarrassingly obvious.
"You're so pretty."
Sebastian blushes at the sudden compliment. He should expect this, considering Gabriel has always been a sappy, lovesick drunk; but every time catches him off-guard.
Gabe steps into the shower with Sebastian with a slight stumble, but Sebastian is right next to him to keep him steady and upright. He allows Sebastian to boss him around just this once. Even so, in his current drunken state; he wouldn't say no to Sebastian being so gentle with him regardless.
Both of them just stand closely together, letting the warm water from the shower head fall over their bodies; the steam allowing them to fully relax. Sebastian takes it upon himself to wash Gabriel’s hair with the leftover gentle shampoo in the bottle next to the sink, gently massaging the bubbles into his scalp and coating every hair on his head to be fully clean. Followed by the lightly scented conditioner to soften Gabriel’s hair back to its usual nature, he knew this combination made his husband’s hair very soft and shiny; Sebastian loved playing with it often, so he knew this was the perfect treatment.
Every once in a while, Gabriel would rest his forehead against Sebastian’s even under the running water, and they’d both just sit there for a moment; just taking each-other in and fully relaxing into the soft, intimate touches.
After washing their bodies with the upmost care, Sebastian wraps both him and Gabriel up in spare microfibre towels from the rack next to the bathroom door. He notices Gabriel seems more in control of himself, so the shower definitely helped to relax his body and keep him coherent. Both of them walk out together, making their way to the bedroom and Sebastian is glad he changed their bedsheets the other night; fresh sheets really do help to make you feel clean.
Gabriel sits down on his side of the bed slowly but surely, the fluffy bed covers immediately helping him to fully relax and get comfy. Sebastian sends him another warm smile, just adoring how cute he looked when he’s tired.
“Okay, I’ll just be one minute Gabe.” Sebastian tells him, and Gabriel barely nods as he watches Seb leave to grab an extra towel to dry his currently damp hair.
When he returns, he’s met with his husband laying down on his side of the bed, eyes fully closed, lips slightly parted and his hair —all while still wet— splayed out messily on the pillow.
Sebastian sighs and shakes his head lovingly as he looks at a sleeping Gabriel, making his way over to the bed and lifting the covers over his body as quietly and carefully as possible — trying not to disturb him as he’s very clearly fast asleep. He almost can’t believe how quickly he did, but considering how drunk he seemed, Gabe definitely needed as much rest as possible. So Sebastian didn’t question it.
He makes his way into the covers of his side of the bed and leaves another quick, yet tender kiss to Gabe’s forehead, wrapping his arms around his husband’s torso to bring him closer ever so slightly; Gabriel would wake up in a cold sweat if he didn’t get his cuddles tonight so Sebastian makes sure he won’t.
“Goodnight, sweetheart.” He whispers quietly, even though he’s sure that Gabriel wouldn’t hear him anyways.
He loved quiet, domesticated nights with Gabriel like this. Ever since Sebastian was in the mafia, he’d never been able to fully commit to a relationship at all for the long term. But Gabriel was special, so special in-fact that he’d changed Sebastian’s life for the better. Now, this was his new normal; and he couldn’t be more content.
This was his forever. And he wouldn’t change moments like this for the world.