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14: Alcohol

"Want some more?" Tallahassee asked shaking the bottle of Bourbon he currently had in one of his hands at Columbus.

The two had stopped at an abandoned bar, and after clearing it out, Tallahassee had found tons of alcohol. After searching for about thirty minutes though, he had settled on a bottle of Bourbon and opened it.

After deeming it was ok to drink, he really just wanted the first swig of alcohol (not that the kid was going to do anything about it anyway), he found a shot glass for Columbus and joined the boy in a bedroom they had found in the back.

It was relatively small, with only one bed and one table, but they made due sitting on the floor.

"Nope, just one and done." Tallahassee rolled his eyes at Columbus' typical response. He had heard it every time he asked the kid if he wanted a drink and was honestly quite tired of hearing it.

It probably didn't help Columbus that Tallahassee knew that the kid actually just got rid of the shots instead of just drinking them. It honestly wasn't that hard to tell.

Though truth be told he had only found out because after offering the kid a shot, a couple seconds later he had kissed the kid and didn't even taste the alcohol on the boy's lips.

"Kid, you need ta' learn to grow up. Now have another one." Columbus opened his mouth to protest, but Tallahassee had already poured him another glass. "Come on, what's the worst that could happen?"

The ex-college student gulped nervously. He had been able to toss the first shot out, but with Florida's eyes on him like that there was no way he was going to be able to. Sucking in a deep breath Columbus knew he didn't have a choice, he lifted the glass and downed it in one go.

He found himself remembering the familiar taste much more than he would have liked. He always did have a soft spot for Bourbon. Columbus found himself feeling sick at the words.

Slamming the shot glass back on the table, Columbus grabbed the bottle and took a swig.

"Well, who knew you'd have it in ya spit-fuck." Ohio just poured himself another shot and handed the bottle back over to Tallahassee. The older man was slightly surprised, but didn't say anything.

The two drank for minutes on end until the bottle was empty (it had only been half full when Tallahassee found it). Once finished Tallahassee was still fine, there was just that tingling feeling in his stomach. Columbus on the other hand, was probably slightly over tipsy and barely below drunk.

"Man spit-fuck I didn't think you had it in ya."

"Really? Because I do, yeah, I do."

"'Course you do. Though I didn't take you for the drinkin' type."

Columbus shook his head wildly from side to side. "No, I'm not my dad."

"What do you mean you're not your dad? I mean no offence, but having shut-in's for parents would kinda make someone think they don't drink." Columbus was quiet. He had that face on like he had said something he shouldn't have.

"Ihaveastep-dad." The words were so rushed together it took Tallahassee a bit of time to figure out what Columbus had said.

"A step-dad? So, what about your actual dad?"

"Don't wanna talk about it." Florida thought he'd have to get his ears checked. Did Columbus honestly just use the word 'wanna'? The kid must have been more wasted than Tallahassee thought originally.

"Why? Don't think I'll understand?"

The words tumbled from Columbus' mouth before his intoxicated brain could think them through. "Well you really weren't a parent for that long…"

Columbus didn't even have time to react (not that he would have been able to anyway) before he found himself beneath Tallahassee on the floor, his cheek hurting from where the redneck had punched him.

"You wanna say that again bitch? 'Cuz I'll have you know that I can kill your ass before you could do anythin'." The look in Tallahassee's eyes was murderous and in his fog laden mind, Columbus was sure that normally he would have been scared shitless by it.

"You would've made a great dad." Well that threw Tallahassee off. He had been expecting an apology or for the kid to actually be stupid enough to say it again, but not that.

"Like trust me you would have. I mean your nice and kind and protective and all that other mushy stuff you don't like me to describe you as. And you're not a scared shut-in or a drunken bastard, so I'm pretty sure you would've been awesome as a dad."

Tallahassee was sure the kid was drunk now. Columbus would never had said those things if wasn't. He also wouldn't be kissing Tallahassee as fiercely as he was now. Feeling the kid tug at the front of his jeans though made him stop.

"Oh hell no spit-fuck. I'm horny, but I won't take advantage of you and fuck you when you're drunk." Columbus made a whining noise in the back of his throat before somehow managing to flip them.

"Fine. But you better soon ok, I'm getting tired of you not doing anything. You need to nut up or shut up." Tallahassee would have retorted if the kid hadn't fallen asleep right after his little speech.

Looking over to his left Tallahassee saw the forlorn looking Bourbon bottle. Yeah, he most defiantly wasn't letting Columbus drink alcohol again.

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