Alex couldn't say he disliked drunk Michael. He certainly liked how his boyfriend made him feel. The way his hand felt moving up to his head and into his hair. He didn't want the kiss to stop. Not even to take a breath but it did. Then he wrapped his arms around the other. Feeling the other's breaths as he closed his eyes for a moment. Taking in the kiss they just had. "Yeah," he said almost breathlessly. "Let's go home."