charloft drabbles: Intoxicated!Ben

[mini_dean]

"Shh..." Ben held his finger to his lip, looking at the offensive lamp that had dared to trip him. No, someone had decided to rearrange all the furniture on him while he had been away at the bonfire party at the river.

The soon-to-be Senior Class had gathered for a night of music, swimming, grilling and beer. However, Ben hadn't exactly mentioned that last piece to his parents.

Now did he warn them that he would be stumbling in at two in the morning.

The lights flipped on and blinded him a moment, and then he was able to make out his father on the stairs, shotgun aimed at home. His mother was only a few feet behind him, scowling.

"Awww shit..."

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[hasperkynipples]

Awww shit was right. Because Dean was relatively certain that he had heard a car motor when Ben was coming up the driveway, and it shut off as oppose driving away. And if Ben was what he thought he was? Ben was never going to see the light of day again.

He put the shotgun down on the side of the stairs and made his way over to Ben. He could smell the beer as he got close, and that really only made him angrier. "Are you drunk?"

[mini_dean]

Ben might have taken a step or three back. Dad looked pissed.

"I had two beers, but I'm not drunk, I swear."

[hasperkynipples]

Yeah, Dean wasn't buying that for a second. "Can you walk a straight line?"

[mini_dean]

That got a smile and a chuckle from Ben. "Who do I look like, Johnny Cash?"

Probably not the best time to be joking, but it was funny in his head.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean's face went from pissed to really pissed. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and raised an eyebrow in Ben's direction.

"Do it. Now."

[mini_dean]

Ben's smile dropped. "Yes, sir," he muttered softly, then took a deep breath. He focused on one line of wood on the hard wood floors and started to walk along it. He wobbled a bit, leaning to the sides, but managed to stay on the line for about 80 percent of the walk.

[hasperkynipples]

He watched Ben as he went, the anger lessening when he realized that Ben wasn't as drunk as he had thought, but he was still pretty pissed. "Were you driving?"

[mini_dean]

"Yes. But I stayed on back roads and crawled home." He closed his eyes. "Dad, I'm not that drunk and I know better. Come on..."

[hasperkynipples]

That wasn't an excuse. Period. But Dean was too pissed to deal with this now. He ran a hand over his face before pointing to the stairs. "Go sleep it off, we'll deal with it tomorrow."

[mini_dean]

"But Dad!"

"Ben, do what he says," Lisa stated from where she had remained on the stairs. She was very disappointed in him at the moment, and he could see it on her face.

"This is bullshit," he muttered, storming past them and getting up the stairs with the help of the wall.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean watched him go before sighing slightly, rubbing his eyes a bit. He was quiet for a minute, before looking over at Lisa. "How 'bout I cook breakfast tomorrow? Something -- greasy and fried." His tone was sarcastic, but he was serious. There was another pause, and he felt like punching a wall.

"What was he thinking?"

[hisgumbygirl.livejournal.com]

"Sure," she said in regards to the breakfast, coming down the stairs enough to sit on the bottom one and look up at him.

"I don't know, but you were a lot kinder than I would have been. I swear, ever since he turned fifteen he's just getting out of hand. I don't know what to do anymore..."

[hasperkynipples]

"Oh, he won't think I'm so kind when he has to deal with me yelling at him, and the hangover on top of it," Dean replied as he moved to sit next to her, sliding an arm around her shoulders. He turned, letting his lips rest against the top of her head. "This isn't your fault."

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec sat in the living room with his parents. In theory they were watching a movie, but the lie was a little thin and they all knew it. Alec could smell his parents worry in the air. It was a scent that was slightly forward and to the left of fear.

It made Alec nervous. He hadn't really been worried through most of the day. Upset, yes, but not worried. He hadn't expected Ben to be home any time soon after that blow up. He could never remember his brother being that angry. He hoped he never saw it again.

But now evening had come and gone and they were headed into night and he was starting to pick up on his parents worry. At first he was sure his brother would be back. He had left the car keys. If Ben really wanted to go he wouldn't have given up the easiest means of escape. But now. . . if was late.

Alec pulled out his cell and didn't bother to actually call. But he figured a text message might be responded to. Asking Ben if he was okay was asking for trouble. But he figured asking if he was safe was reasonable. He sent the message and waited.

[mini_dean]

Ben was also "watching" a movie, but safe across the street in Sarah's basement where her parents had a virtual party hangout. Sarah was laying beside him, resting after a small make-out session. Catching their breath at the moment, so to speak.

There was a vibration in his pants, making Sarah jump as Ben reached for his phone and flipped it open to read the text message.

"Your parents finally trying to track you down?" She asked, trying to read over his shoulder.

"Wouldn't answer if they did. It's just Alec."

"He'll tell your parents you're here."

"I know that." Ben pondered on writing back, but he wasn't mad at his brother, and Alec could be a bit emotional at times. No need to make him think that Ben was mad at him too.

Yeah. was his quick response that he sent.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec sagged when he got a prompt reply. He hadn't realized he was quite that wound up until he wasn't any more. He thought for a long minute before tapping in another message. Asking where he was would end the conversation. Alec didn't like keeping secrets and Ben knew it, At least not real secrets. So everything had to be Mom and Dad safe. Coming home tonight? If he answered that at least everyone would be able to sleep. Even if Ben wasn't coming home it meant he had some sort of plan.

[mini_dean]

Maybe.

"Maybe?" Sarah slapped his chest as Ben sent the message. "You promised me you'd stay here for the weekend with me. Really make your folks miss you before going back."

"Babe, I'm across the street. They'll see me eventually."

"Not if I keep you tucked away," Sarah smirked, leaning down to kiss him.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"Maybe?" There was a pause as he stared at the phone. "Jackass." But still he'd take it.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean glanced over at Alec at the statement, before raising an eyebrow. "That Ben?"

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

"Yeah." He looked up at his parents. "He's okay. Or whatever."

He looked back down at his phone and tapped at it again. Let me know?

[mini_dean]

Ben growled as the phone vibrated again as Sarah was trying to remove his tonsils.

"Forget about it..."

"Give me a sec."

Sure. busy now. he typed, then put the phone on the floor by the couch and went back to his girlfriend.

[hasperkynipples]

Dean knew that from the tone, Ben wasn't exactly treating his brother well either, so he just let it go, leaning back against the couch and continuing to watch the movie again.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

Alec wouldn't say Ben was treating him badly. He was just miffed at the lack of definative answer. Especially since 'busy' seemed a lot like 'not coming home tonight'. "He says he's safe." He shrugged.

[hasperkynipples]

"That's good," Dean nodded. Ben would know better than to lie about something like that -- at least, he thought he would.

[smart-alec494.livejournal.com]

There was a pause. "At least he'll talk to me." Because yeah, he'd been worried. 'Before Dad' was also 'Before Alec'.