Can you do a christian pulisic one where he won the concacaf nations league with team USA and after he celebrates with the boys heâs a drunk mess and the reader has to take care of him? <3
Christian Pulisic x Reader
A/N: Thanks for requesting! This is your Christmas gift ;) I hope it was up to your expectations!
Includes: a flirty drunk guy
âCHRISTIAN! CHRISTIAN! CHRISTIAN!!!â
The entire team was celebrating the win, and final game of the CONCACAF. It was a nerve-wrecking game with Mexico scoring in the first minute. Then later on the score was 2-2, but then Christian scored the winning goal from a penalty kick to make it 3-2! You were really proud of him.
And whilst the celebration was in the locker room and technically you were not allowed to be in there, being the girlfriend of the one and only Christian Pulisic has its advantages. Well.. sometimes.
â(Y/NNNN)!â Christian clumsily walked over to you. You could just smell the bittersweet alcohol that left his figure. He then slung his arm around you, âwhatssup babes?â He slurred.
Your boyfriend was being a drunk, flirtatious mess. You knew you had to help him out before things start to get inappropriate. Not only that, but for his well-being in the morning. âChristian!â You turned to face him, âhow much did you drink?â You prayed it wasnât a lot to the point of blackout puking.
âHmm I donât know, like 5 shots? Why does it matter anyways? Let loose (Y/N)!â He urged.
âNot today Chris, I know itâs a celebration but there has to be a responsible oneâ You said, replying to him.
You already took a shot or 2 a while ago, but not to the point of drunkness; You could still function, being more calm even. You could hear Christian mutter âno funâ with his arms crossed.
âHey the shuttle is here!â You heard someone point out. Thank goodness. All you wanted was to get Christian to your guysâ hotel room. Everyone grabbed their belongings and walked out of the messy locker room, and into the shuttle. Sorry janitors. You sat in the back as Christian followed you over there.
âHey beautiful ladyyy, mind if I sit here?â He may have flattered you, but you tried your best not to give in.
âOf course Chrisâ you patted down the seat next to you. He slouched down onto the chair, âOh yeahhh, I needed this for my assâ He exhaled in relief. âHey love, did you see me take off my shirt after I scored?â He placed his head on your shoulder. âCause that was all for youuu.â You could feel how warm and flushed he was.
âChristian, youâre even shirtless as of this moment, but yes, yes I did.â Replying to his sloppy demeanor. âHey Weston? (McKennie) could you grab me a water bottle please?â You asked him. He heard you and complied, grabbing a water bottle and bringing it over to you. You and West became good friends, sharing interests with each other. He hands you the water bottle, âthanks West, Chris is a hot mess right nowâ you pat Christianâs head as he groaned in drowsiness.
âI think I can tell, Iâll de-drunkify him for youâ West pretends to use a spell on him with his imaginary wand, âNODRUNKIFORUS!â He shouts. You laughed at his corny antics, but you loved his childish imagination.
âHey, whatâs so funny?â moaned Christian,
âAre you flirting with my girl, West?â Uh oh, a jealous Christian is not good right now.
âNo man, weâre just joking around!â
âWell you can go joke around somewhere else.â
You had to stop him, âCalm down Chris! Come on, drink this water.â You opened the water bottle with a small crack being heard, and handed it to Christian.
âFine, whatever you say my love..â he still had a death glare at the poor Harry Potter fan as he drank out the bottle. However he was hit with tiredness again.
âSorry West..â you apologized,
âItâs alright, heâs just in the deep right now.â
You felt the shuttle come to a stop. You looked out the window to see the hotel, and you were very relieved. You asked Weston to help you bring your non-functioning man to your room, and he agreed. You and Weston were on both sides of Christian, maneuvering him into the hotel, and into the elevator. After some time, the elevator dinged and the three of you reached your room. Weston held Christian as you searched for the keycard,
âGod he reeks of alcohol!â West was not fond of the smell, and playfully made a gag noise out of his mouth.
You smiled, âHaha, oh yeah, Iâll have to drag him into the shower tomorrow morning. Itâs too late for one right nowâ. You then found the keycard and hovered it against the lock for it to *click* and unlock. You then opened the door for West to carry him to the bed.
âThanks so much West, I would have broke my bones trying to carry him myself.â
âItâs no problem (Y/N).â He insisted. You two then said your goodbyes and closed the door. You walked back over to Christian. You took off his shoes, shorts, and socks leaving him in his boxers, then grabbing a black t-shirt from the dresser, putting it on him.
He mindlessly climbed into the sheets with a groan. You smiled at his cuteness, then tucking him in, you pecked his forehead with a kiss.
Next you went ahead and changed into your own pajamas, shut off the lights, and sunk into the sheets yourself.
â(Y/N)..â he turned around to face you, âare you proud of my goal?â You softened at this,
âOf course I am, you were wonderfulâ
âMmm, I love you (Y/N)â He latched his arms around you as if you were his teddy bear.
âI love you too Christian, sweet dreams my love.â
A/N: I think I fell in love with him after I wrote this ngl