⋆ ˚。⋆୨୧˚ your boyfriend takes care of you after you drink too much at a party
— content: third person, reader has she/her pronouns, petname usage (baby, sweetheart)
"Put me dowwnnn!" She whines, her fists weakly hitting his back. He laughs, unlocking the car. He opens the passenger side door and sets her down in the seat, buckling her in.
"Hey.." He says, grabbing her face to get her to focus on him. She giggles, leaning into his hand. "I'm going to drive, okay? Try to stay awake for me, please?"
"M'kay." She whispers, letting her head fall back onto the headrest. She looks at the sky as he shuts the door. He walks over to the driver's side and climbs in. He smiles at her as he turns the key, starting the car.
He takes his hand off the steering wheel and puts it in her lap. She smiles, taking his hand.
"M' tired.." She mutters.
"I know, baby, I know." He replies, looking both ways before pulling onto the road. "You can sleep if you want."
"Kay.. love you." She whispers, kissing the back of his hand. He chuckles, squeezing her hand.
"I love you, too."
"Forever?"
"Yeah, forever."
He continues to drive, glancing at her every now and then. Her head was hanging down and she was snoring softly. He chuckles, shaking his head. It's funny that she immediatly calmed down when he got her in the car.
It wasn't much longer until he got home. He unbuckled and climbed out, shutting his door quietly. He walks around the car and opens her door. He kneels and unbuckles her, putting her arms around his neck.
"I gotcha, baby." He whispers, sliding his hands under her knees. He picks her up, snatching her bag from the floor and carrying her to the front door. He awkwardly pulls out his keys and opens the door, shutting it with his foot. He carries her to the bathroom, knowing she'd have a fit if she woke up with makeup on.
He sits her down on the counter. She grumbles, her eyes cracking open. He chuckles, cupping her cheek. "Let's get this makeup off, hmm?"
"Hmm.." She hums, leaning her head against his shoulder. He wets a towel and starts wiping her face off. He pulls back her hair and wipes her forehead and her eyes, causing her to groan.
"Almost done." He promises, kissing her nose. She sighs, watching him clean off her face. "There we go. Now, let's get you in a more comfortable outfit."
He picks her up and carries her to the bedroom. He sits her on the bed, digging through her drawer. He pulls out a pair of pajama pants and a shirt of his. He helps her change, laughing at the fact that she was practically asleep already. He takes off her heels, putting her clothes from the party in a basket.
He changes into some sweatpants and his heart aches at her whines for him. He smiles, walking back over to the bed. He climbs in behind her and pulls her against his chest. He didn't have a shirt on, knowing that she would be cuddly and need his skin against hers.
"C'mere, baby.." He mumbles, holding her tightly. She sighs, trying to get closer to him. She was always so cold and he was always so warm. It was perfect.
He kisses her cheek. "I love you, sweetheart. More than you know."
She doesn't say anything, but she does nuzzle his chest. She was already asleep, her fingers gripping his bicep tightly. He chuckles, closing his eyes.