Warnings: consumption of alcohol, fluff, suggestive? no smut, Chris taking care of drunk reader, DO NOT DRINK UNDERAGE! lmk if Iâm missing anything!!
Chris was never the one to drink or smoke. However, you were and he had no issue with that.
It was a Friday night and your friends had invited you to go out to a house party with them, you had asked Chris previously if he was interested in joining you even tho you knew he wasnât really the party type. He politely declined saying he wasnât really in the mood to go anywhere and just let you go out and enjoy yourself with your friends.
Unbeknownst to you Chris didnât really like seeing you in a drunken state, to be honest he didnât like seeing anyone he cared about under the influence. But, who was he to tell anyone how to enjoy themselves.
It had now been a couple hours since you left, the clock reading 1:30AM, and he was starting to get a little worried considering you hadnât called or texted him since you left. But he continued to go on about his night not wanting to bother you and just continued spending some time with Nick and Matt in the living room.
It was now currently 2:46AM nick and Matt had gone to their rooms while Chris stood in the living room sitting on the couch with the tv playing a random show at a low volume. But just as Chris was gonna call you he suddenly heard the front door open and a bunch of ruckus. He then stands up heading to the front door where he then sees you drunk and struggling to get yourself up the stairs.
You were absolutely wasted. He calmly sighs as he goes to greet and help you get ready for bed. As he gets closer to you, you practically stumble into his arms.
âBaby what the hell, how much did you drink tonightâ he says with his voice laced with concern and a bit of annoyance.
âIâm not completely sureâ you slightly slur and giggle as you speak âI kinda lost count after a whileâ
Chris rolls his eyes and decides to just pick you up and carry you to the room. As you both enter the room he gently sets you down on the bed. You start to giggle a little and look up at him.
âYou have to be more responsible baby especially if Iâm not there with you, you never know what could happenâ he says to you with heavy concern and worry in his tone.
You donât respond, you simply just grab his hands and start playing with his fingers. You then kiss his knuckles and look into his eyes with a big grin. He shakes his head and smiles back at you. He couldnât be upset with you. Never.
âLetâs get you into something more comfy before we go to bed, okay?â Chris says to you sweetly while caressing your hands. He turns around and walks over to his dresser leaving you sat on the bed. He grabs a pair of his plaid pajama pants and a graphic tee.
When Chris turns back around to look at you again. You were already eyeing him up and down biting your lip slightly.
He then looks down to realize youâre rubbing yourself through your pants. His eyes widened and he was quick to shut it down.
âNo no no, baby. Youâre a drunk mess right now we canât do anything tonightâ he says firmly grabbing your wrist to prevent you from touching yourself.
You put on a dramatic pout and start to whine like a kid who was just told they werenât allowed to have candy before bedtime.
âWhyyyyyyyâ you whine as you fall back on the bed. Chris lightly chuckles and pulls you back up by your arms.
âCmon you big baby, arms upâ you obey and lazily lift your arms up. Chris proceeds to undress you so he can get you into some comfy pjs. He canât help but look at your beautiful upper half.
âLike whatcha seeâ you say while smirking slightly. He rolls his eyes smiling while reaching to help you remove your bra. You, being a drunken mess grab chrisâs hand and place it on your breast. His eyes widened and his face flushed a little. He snaps out of it and pulls his hand back. He canât fuck you when youâre out of your mind. He wonât.
He manages to get you into his pjs and under the covers. He proceeds to get himself prepared for bed now that youâre taken care of.
Chris then slides into bed right next to you and pulled you closer into his bare chest.
âBut im- im not tired Chrisâ you protested quietly with a slight hiccup and slurring your words as you started to fall asleep with your head resting comfortably on his chest.
He strokes your hair as your body started to relax and you breathing got heavier. You yawned one final time before entering a deep sleep. Chris smiles into your hair and stroked your back through your shirt carefully enough to not disturb you. But he knew you were gonna have one hell of a hangover in the morning.
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dude. this is my first time writing so please go easy on me lmaoooo. I really hope you guys liked it if thereâs tips you have for me im more than willing to hear them.
