SCENARIO: EXO PARK CHANYEOL
Requested by @rereressssxxxxx, sorry it took so long, but I hope you like it xx
Details: A drunk Chanyeol reveals a little too much about your relationship to the boys, but how could you not forgive him?
“Who even let him drink this much? I thought I told you to watch him!” Kyungsoo huffed as he heaved a pissed drunk Chanyeol up to his feet.
“We were, hyung, but he told us he’d be fine.” Jongin pouted, glancing at Sehun who simply stood to the side, an expression of innocence on his face. At Jongin’s words, Chanyeol lifted a heavy arm in the air and shook it ‘no’.
“I’m -” He hiccupped, “I’m completely, ugh, fine. Just drop me off to Y/N, okay?” Kyungsoo glared at the elder and let out a sigh, nodding towards the two young men in front of him.
“You heard him. Y/N is going to be furious, but we can’t take him back to the dorms. Junmyeon hyung will kill him if I don’t.”
Perhaps that was the last bit of the conversation Chanyeol heard before he passed out. And, it was only a raging headache that pulled him from his slumber when he realised he was very much screwed. Guilt washed over Chanyeol as he felt the vehicle slow to a halt in front of your apartment - he’d promised to spend more time with you once promotions for the new album were over, but instead he’d spent the night out with the boys.
“Come on, hyung, Y/N’s waiting inside.” Jongin grinned smugly as he tugged the elder’s arm. Chanyeol winced at the violent ringing in his ears and staggered out of the car, immediately leaning against Jongin’s frame as the younger helped him towards the door. “Hyung, Y/N really is going to kill you for drinking this much, especially since we have a full day at the studio tomorrow.”
With half-lidded eyes, Chanyeol waved the younger’s words in dismissal, “Nah, she loves me! Y/N loves me!” He exclaimed, all the while flapping his arms about. And, ignoring the concerns of his band members, Chanyeol staggered jiggled the locked door handle, huffing.
Sounds of movement from within the house overpowered the incessant ringing in Chanyeol’s ears and he grinned smugly as you opened the door. Obviously, in his drunken state he couldn’t see that you were seething with rage. You looked behind your boyfriend to see the the others who nervously waved your way in an apologising manner.
“Sorry! We tried to stop him, but you know how he gets!” Kyungsoo called out as the boys rushed to greet you.
“I’m... I’m not d-drunk.” He hiccupped whilst rubbing his eyes.
“Of course you’re not. You’re absolutely wasted.” You muttered before greeting the rest of the group. Chanyeol slung an arm over your shoulder.
“Yah, did you guys know that Y/N and I plan on having 1000 babies together? Isn’t that right, babe?” Chanyeol’s slurred words shocked you and you stared at him in disbelief.
“Chan! What the hell are you talking about?” You whispered before turning back to the boys, “You guys are fully aware of how drunk he is, don’t believe a word he says.”
Of course, there was no reason for you to be explaining your boyfriend’s actions. The boys had know him for quite a bit longer than you had, that was for sure. They knew Chanyeol inside out, especially when it came to his drunken words.
“Ah, don’t worry, Y/N. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about, we all know how excited hyung is to have kids in the future.” Sehun assured you, though he was smug with the insinuation his words held. Taking note of it, Kyungsoo glared at the younger.
“Exactly!” Chanyeol exclaimed, “See, they all know how much I love you, Y/N. I really do love you, Y/N, and I tell you every day, right? Wait, do I? Oh, I need to make up for all the days that I haven’t told you I love you.” He took in a deep breath before belting out like a song, “I love you, I love you, I love you...”
At this point, his voice had long since faded into background noise and you rolled your eyes. “I’m sorry about all this, thank you for bringing him home guys. I’ll see you soon!” And you quickly bid the boys goodbye before turning your attention back to Chanyeol. The repetition of those three words continued, now lower in volume, almost under his breath. You shook your head at him, slightly amused by his antics.
This didn’t occur very often, but it had happened too many times than you’d have like it to. Chanyeol was a man of emotions, emotions which he let control his every action - especially when it came to alcohol. Whether it was happiness or sadness, he never knew his limits - and you’d given up on trying to teach him.
“Come on, Chan. Let’s get you to bed. If I scold you now, you won’t remember it in the morning and I hate repeating myself.” You say as you untie the man’s shoes and peel his jacket off his shoulders.
With his eyes closed tight as they are, it looked as if he were sleeping while standing up (and you wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest if he was). Chanyeol let out a surprised grunt as you took his hand once more, taking him towards the bathroom to brush his teeth.
He let out a breathy chuckle before clearing his throat, “Excuse me, I know I must be the most handsomest man you’ve seen in your life, but I have a girlfriend.” At his words, you bit back a giggle and decided to play along as you managed to squeeze the both of yourselves in the bathroom.
You squeezed a bit of toothpaste onto his spare toothbrush that he kept at your place before pushing Chanyeol by the shoulders to sit down on the edge of the bath tub.
“Oh really? What a shame, I thought I’d finally gotten lucky tonight.”
Chanyeol scoffed, “No, my beautiful girlfriend is the lucky one. She’s so pretty. I never used to think I’d find a beautiful person at my level of beauty, but I did. I want to marry her some day, y’know? She’s just perfect.” He gushed. His words set off a blush on your cheeks and this time you allowed a laugh to escape your lips.
“Geez, Channie, I didn’t think you could get any more cheesy, yet here you are.” You smiled as you began brushing his teeth, but soon let out a yelp as Chanyeol wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into him. He rested his head on your stomach, and you fondly ruffled his curly, black locks.
He turned his head as if he’d heard someone say something before slurring, “See! Isn’t she just gorgeous?”
