A/N: My friends took me to a scary movie (by the way, I'm possibly the most paranoid, easily freaked/scared person you will ever meet... possibly). So I wrote this to cheer myself up. Sorry about the shortness.
Disclaimer: I only wish I did.
He was drunk. The gunman was completely and totally smashed.
"Hiiiiii Sephy."
This was followed by the most ridiculous grin Sephiroth had ever seen in his life. Gods, he hated Vincent when he was drunk, well not really but the silver-haired man rather not deal with ex-Turk when said man was intoxicated. Contrary to popular belief, Vincent was not a complete angst-fest when he was inebriated; quite the opposite actually.
"I hate you when you're drunk."
"Then hate me; hate me hard. Hate me in the shower, hate me in bed, hate me when I'm bent over the table, hate me till you can't hate me no more. Then in the morning, make sweet hate to me..." slurred out the raven-haired man as he sprawled over the ex-General's lap.
A slow, smirk spread across Sephiroth's face.
"Much obliged, my dearest Valentine."
Maybe he didn't mind a drunk Vincent all too much anymore... if this was what came of it.
A/N: Let me know what you think!